Gun for a Dress

[Reeves]

Ames. A now partially vacant and dimly lit freeport that sat across the border from both Liberty and Kusari. In the past, it might have been a proper mosh pit for conflicting cultures and business interests, particularly of the aggressive sort. The Xenos were no stranger to this place, especially Morreti who enjoyed the isolation and visited frequently. He'd become a familiar face, somebody most of the staff knew on a first name basis and trusted to some degree.

The dockmaster on Ouray was curious why the Commander was leaving in a well ironed suit and without his gun, and when asked Morreti would simply state that he had a date waiting for him. He would be back the following morning, or so he'd claim just before taking off in his personal fighter. Whether she was there before he was remained to be seen, and soon after he landed he'd put a finger to his ear and give her a call over the net to check. "I don't think you mentioned where you'd be on the station. I'm curious what you look like in a dress, so hurry up and tell me." Amusement rang through his tone, as promised, he was here without a gun. But naturally he expected his date to keep up her end of the bargain.

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