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Alone in a room. It was a rather nice room for someone viewed as a criminal. Perhaps his good side overshadowed his misgivings. He collected himself in a hot shower while he was lost in thought. Sure, he cleared himself but he gave up someone else in the process. He let the hot water run over him while he leaned against the shower wall. While the thoughts of lost loves filled him, he started to think of his work. "Perhaps we can start fresh" he thought to himself. Thoughts of reacquiring land to build on would usher in new ideas but then, that's what he had his facility in Baffin for. That and he had Canaria Medical still on the ground.
Dinner would consist of a steak and all the fixings direct from Cambridge. He made sure to leave a generous tip for the lad you delivered it. His head still buzzing from strong Scotch, he settled for some seltzer. While he ate, he caught up with the times in Bretonia on the local broadcast channel on a com screen. Some apple crisp would be a desert that he would slowly eat while he reviewed files on various projects and his patient schedule. Yes, he was starting to feel like himself again as for once he was able to relax a bit.
Elizabeth. The Captain. She crossed his mind in the middle of his work and it put a light smile across his face. She was attractive but her power position was intimidating to say the least. Power and beauty were a rare combination nowadays, especially when it came for a suitor to an old country, southern doctor who equally enjoyed a Poker table, some riff raff and fine drink. He also knew that he would be working with her more in the future so for now, professionalism was key.
He went back to reviewing files and making budgets. The recent donation of ten billion credits had to be spread about his enterprise. With a smirk, he quietly and anonymously put ten million into a fund for the victims of the Leeds glassing. It would simply go in under the title "Someone Who Cares." He had more than enough to where he wouldn't have to fly his trade ship for awhile. In fact, he decided to hire a young man to fly it, a young Med Force custodian-turned-pilot, Billy Garand. It would be his first conversation of his com of the evening.
He then had a long chat with his twins, Henry and Aika. It was decided that once he cleared things in Bretonia, he would spend some time with them. He also sadly told them of their elder sister and her turn to the Chrysanthemums. It would be a conversation they would elaborate more on later. Tired from the day, he turned in for the evening.
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