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Corfu Base, Omicron Theta
A conference room was set for the delegates of the Zoner factions of Sirius. Sure, one could say Sirius but most of them were now residing in the Omicrons with the exception of TAZ who still held strong to the Baffin system. They were old friends and allies and he wanted them to be present. While the invitation went out to Freeport administrators, he suspected few would show.
Doc was in his finest robes. As a courtesy to his old friends, he had some purple and orange trim. Visible was his Med Force Enterprises badge. While he would represent the Enterprise, Dr. Jill Xi would represent Med Force General-B. She had become his right hand and knew the current workings of the base and ongoing upgrades. While he could have chosen any base in the system to hold the conference, Corfu seemed like a good choice as it was close to all and didn't have the conference wouldn't interfere with the daily grind there.
Many items of concern were on his list. The development of Pygar, the loss of Gran Canaria and Omega 49, Bretonia, the presence of house ships within their space, current neighbors and diplomacy were but a few. One concern on Doc's mind was how to prevent what happened to Gran Canaria from happening to Pygar. Although Pygar wasn't the paradise that Canaria was, Sprague was no paradise either yet Bretonia colonized it too and he also knew that the Crown wanted to get closer to the Corsairs. Simply put, he didn't trust them. A man of peace he was but his patients had run out with them.
To keep his mind clear, he was drinking sparkling water while he awaited the guests of the various factions to arrive. With the issues he had in mind and the ones that would be brought up, he planned on this being a lengthy conference. Patiently, he waited, going through files on his datapad as he waited.