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After a long trade run involving several trips through Kusari, Omega 49 and even through the Nomad systems of the Omicrons, a very run down Doc finally sets the Mary Kateon the docking platform of New Tokyo. His health already not good, it was obvious he needed rest and a good meal. The Synth Paste on board was enough to cause anyone a bad case of costipation over time.
After securing the ship, Doc made his slow walk to this new tavern.
"The Emperor's Golden Garden," he read out loud to himself, "it sound's different but good."
The old westerner entered and checked his trench coat and followed the hostess to his seat.
As he waited, he pulled a small journal from his pocket and made an entry:
I must say, these Oriental ladies are indeed a sight for tired eyes. Very pleasing. They smile almost out of habit and are very hospitable. It is no wonder I have opted to spend a bulk of my time trading in the system. If only we could have some of them on Gran Canaria. But for now, and as a Zoner, I need to maintain the quiet and secrecy of it.
I still don't understand it though, these Golden Chrysanthemums, they are so bent on changing everything through force. I do understand their cause, such as it is, but I send out a hail and I'm met with gun fire. Still, I haven't needed to return fire with the armor and shielding the Mary Kate has on her. Hopefully I'll be able to talk sensibly to one of them in the near future.
As the hostess returned to take a drink order, he closed the journal, placed it in his pocket, removed his hat and smiled at her, receiving one in return.
"Why my young lady, I have never had Saki but I shall be honored to try it. Perhaps whenyou return, you can assist me with this menu. I shall make it worth your while."