Irregular Apocalypse, Melbourne Station, Tau-44, 17:20 Sirius Standard Time.
Captain Naramov saw IMG Captain Fomin at a distance. Then he stood up, walked towards him and saluted him even though he knew guildsmen did not really salute. Just seconds later he have become much more friendly however. "Isn't that the Captain of Pathfinder? Thank god you are alive." Rasim then showed him the bartender, after that pointed at his table. "Take a drink and be my guest. We have a lot to talk." he said before walking to his table again.
As both took their seats, Rasim asked questions. "I am sure you received my message and I am thankful you answered. Before that however, where is your crew? On Pathfinder? And where is rest of the Guild? How are things over... there?"
