Port Twelve

[The.Cop]

It was a way too long shift for somebody like Monica Austin, the officer of Liberty Police Incorporated. Smugglers, pirates, possible suspects and much more, that was something she experienced, luckily with one of the Bounty Hunters, today in Liberty and surrounding systems. She was carefully leading her Upholder through the city and bunch of skyscrapers to Port Twelve, a port located close to the famous bar she had spoken about during routine patrol around New York.

Monica trully liked her dangerous job as she wasn't doing it for money but for her nation and safety of citizens all around Liberty. However there was something bothering her deep inside her soul, it was about one special place, one special system they visited today. Alberta. Turning off her engines,
she pressed few more buttons on her console and turned off NavMap and TLAGSNet, her the most favorite feature. After all of the systems on her console were turned off, she took a deep breath and took off her helmet.

Few seconds later she slowly jumped out of her Upholder and feeling relaxed outside, she stretched out her legs and back. She wasn't tall, but neither a small woman. She was wearing typical blue LPI uniform with yellow decorations, however long brown hair covered her rank displayed on the shoulders.
Her brown eyes were looking for a Hunter guy inside the crowd present on the landing platform. "Damn people..." she had thought as she walked into the crowd, desperately trying to get through. However few seconds later she noticed familiar vessel standing nearby. "Manta... Get out of my way!" she yelled at people in front of her as she was getting closer to Manta. Finally. She had reached her destination where she found that guy she was looking for, holding known satchel over his shoulder. "So that's the best pilot in Sirius, Horace Laster. Hmm?" she couldn't help herself and grinned at him while she moved her hand onto her hip.