Aftermath

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Billy stepped off the Voyager freighter he had contracted to drop him off at Ames Research Station, breathing in the stale air of the station. The MCS-Nightmare was stationed in Gallileo, away from the prying eyes of the assortment of capital ship assets located near Ames. Between the Outcasts and her allies the amassed forces rivaled that of a small Libertonian battlegroup, which concerned Billy. This much activity is sure to spark attention by the Libertonian and Kusari Governments. Shaking off the thought, Billy moved through the station to the meeting hall.

As he approached the meeting space Billy instinctively went to the pistol on his hip, unconsciously verifying that the sidearm was indeed still in its holster. In his days as a Vagrant Raider he knew these meetings could often go south, and had no reason to walk in unarmed. Concealing his weapon with the leather jacket he was wearing, he entered and quickly took in the sight. Two heavily armed GC groups stared at each other with daggers in their eyes, while the contingent of what could only be Liberty Rogues offered a box of what Billy assumed where the spoils of piracy to a representative of Hispania Imperial.

Moving to the bar area, Billy ordered a drink and kept to himself, content with watching the crowd.

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Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.