Crete: Some Time In Seclusion (//Corsairs by invite or request only)

[Doc Holliday]

Doc decided to take a break from working as he was on foot and walking much. Besides, it was mid day and he needed a lunch. Making a sandwich and pouring a mug of tomato soup, he sat down to check his messages. He paused and sat up a bit as he saw the message from Planetform.

A Pleasant thing to hear from you, ol' chap.

Yes I've heard of you and your work, Mister Holliday. You're quite famous as a matter of fact. Someone of your credit rating stature contacting Planetform has our attention!

We here at Planetform remain Sirius' Premier planetary ecosystem and terraform specialists, working hard to make the galaxy a more peaceful and habitable place. The Projects at Harris and California minor are admittedly completely cocked up showcases of our collective ingenuity, hard work, integrity, and desire for a better tomorrow.

It is indeed entirely possible to terraform and maintain an arid or high temperature biosphere, and well within our technological capabilities to do so. While it is true most of the planets we deal with are of a low temperature, our proprietary Twelve-Step process can control the temperature and adjust the water level of almost any planet, given enough time and effort of course.

The exact specifics depend on the given type of planet, and a wide range of factors considering the planet's size, gravity, atmosphere, geography, and that of the surrounding space. Our professional astrogation and research personnel have years of pending environmental damage suits firsthand experience and know-how. They can easily study and determine the best way to terraform your planet to give you the world of your dreams!

Exact details will be kept confidential, so feel free to contact our department by the way of which you are most familiar with.

I look forward to hearing from your brokers you soon!

-Sir Archibald Chamberlain, MBE.
-CEO
-Planetform Incorporated.

He half-finished his sandwich and had but a sip of his soup by the time he finished reading.
"Great!" he said in frustration as he put down his lunch on a small field table, "Bretonia. It would figure!"
He then jumped to his feet and began a slow walk, talking out loud to himself like an actor on a stage.
"Just great!" he said as he threw his hands out, "How do I convince a Bretonian company to help someone who is there long standing enemy?" he asked aloud, again throwing his arms out.
"I can see it now," he stated as held his right hand open in front of him, "I see you have chosen sides and decided to aid our enemies," he said looking upward with a sneering look. He then put his hands together behind his back as he made a slight turn to his right and shook his head, "If I had a credit every time I heard that." He went silent a moment as he paced, his hands still behind his back, deep in thought.

He went back to his com and began to re-read the message, again tending to his half-eaten lunch,
I look forward to hearing from your brokers you soon! came to his forefront. No doubt it was all about money and probably funding their ongoing war efforts. Doc wanted to help but even he didn't have that kind of funding nor was he sure that the Corsair Empire would be appreciative.

As he thought on it, he shut down his com. As he took a sip of his soup, that little voice in his head went off, "Why, John, are you trying to help everyone again, especially those who have in the past attacked your own people?"
Annoyed by his conscience, he just yelled out loud, "Oh shut up!"

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