On loose information by a suspected irrational acquaintance in the Core, senorita Daniels had asked Chenzo to meet her on Freeport 11.
The Loyalist's Fist needing necessary repairs after the victorious onslaught in omicron Theta, the Zoners had their freeport back.
The back of the enemy broken, they had more mouths to feed than they could hope to cover, Corsairs were now more vulnerable than ever. Every army marches on its stomach. The boom in Corsair population in the time passed since they had taken the Freeport meant that there were more mouths to feed than ever. Externally, the Freeport was taken. The Zoner warships along with an Outcast holding fleet controlled this space now. Easily re-enforced by support from Alpha.
He arrived at Freeport 11, the scene wasn't pleasant. many soldiers of all creed's tending to wounded, dismay and chaos in the air. Chenzo pays the dockmaster to keep the bay with his Sabre private. There's no way the zoners would ever go back on it considering the events which had just unfolded in Theta.
Not knowing where he was going, but guessing as best as he could, he navigated the corridors to where Daniels had asked they meet.
Upon finally arriving where he was indicated, a brief examination of the door showed it to be very dusty, tatty.
This door clearly wasn't used much.
Taking a moment to send a transmission he'd recorded earlier, he looks up and down the door once more.
Punching in 3713 on the keypad, the door opened up. Inside was very dingy and not too pleasant of an odour exuded from within, regardless, he stepped in.
