Two pints of Freedom

[Reeves]

Leeds, fish, towing cable and a smoking kettle. That was all Morreti had to work with when making the trip to Leyte. His personal eagle was instantly recognized and cleared for landing upon making contact with the station, visibly battle scarred and littered with personal modifications that were about as radical and inadvisable as his political stances were. Exiting his craft prompted a few nods of respect, but most here seemed to mind their business despite taking note of the fact that the Alliance's commander was aboard the station.

Quite directly, he found his way to the person who had invited him here under a vaguely lucid premise and announced his presence when in the proximity to do so. "Surprised you didn't get shot lugging that thing back." Despite being a joke there was the very real possibility that the crew of Leyte would have seen the ship's familiar, and repulsive, silhouette as signal enough to open up with the guns. But seeing as they hadn't, it still served as a way of letting Nathan know he was here now and that it was time for an explanation.

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