A Meeting A Foster Base (//Doc and PLR ONLY)

[Doc Holliday]

He poured her another drink of the Coalition Vodka that she seemed to be enjoying, putting the bottle back down on the bar.
Standing next to her, he looked about the lounge.

"Oh, nothing fancy. I just wanted to get some basic goods here. Bedding, consumer and luxury consumer goods will provide comfort for all here. It's easily gotten. I also want to establish some regular food supplies here of real food, not rations or that Eris awful Synth Paste."

The alcohol was making him feel loose, not drunk but loose as he was quite tolerant to it with the exception of Grog which he was now avoiding. It took him an extra second or two to think but that might be his only indicator. Was he slurring? He couldn't tell.

"That stuff in itself will be a good start," he added, "I'll bring medicines and such once sick bay is up to my standards."
He then looked to her, "You must have some ideas I'm sure. I mean, a woman's touch always helps."

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