Old Friends - The Reunion.

[Doc Holliday]

Doc put a glass in front of each of them. Smiling, he filled Jack's and then his own. He then put the bottle down and took the glass making a quick toast. "To friendship" where he then took a sip.

"Where do I begin, old friend," he asked as he put his glass down, "Canaria isn't a total loss yet but my home pretty much is. When I built it, I did so away from Port Canaria to the Northeast. Well, my home is basically uninhabitable. I did manage to get my livestock to my cabin and small ranch on Planet Erie but I haven't seen much of that since."

Doc finished off his drink before continuing. It was obvious that he wasn't himself and that while he could handle his liquor, old habits were finding him.
"So why am I here? I came to Rochester to pick up some supplies. Some time ago, I told you I would rather buy goods at a Junker base than a house corporation. Rochester is a nice stop as is Beaumont, Trafalgar and Kreuzberg and that occasion trip to Culabra in Puerto Rico. I meant what I said, Jack."

He sighed, "As to why I'm here, I'm picking up some supplies for a project I'm working on in Cassini. I can't give details but I'd rather get my goods here."
He snickered, "I will say though, your Rogue visitors are a nasty lot but after a rough start a few drinks and cards smoothed things over."

Doc became more somber, "What I do after this I don't know. I don't lead TAZ anymore, my wife and I are separated and how much longer my protoge can keep Canaria Medical open is up to her. I really don't want to see her out of work. I mean, I still have my Med Force ships but she's not one who wants to live on station if possible."

He lightly smiled again, "So what brings you back? I thought you had retired somewhere."

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