Rochester Inn

[Guest]

There was a thunk as a drunk looking man in his late fifties sumbled in the door.

My ship! What have ye' done to ma ship, boy? I shouldav'e thought somethin' like that would happen!

Behind him a younger looking man walked in with an upset look and tried to restrain the old man from trying to reach for another bottle. Dad, dad, calm it, 'ight? I'm telling you it wasn't my fault. That cruiser...engine, darnit, i didn't do anything!

The old man looked like he was about to loose the last of the white hair on the sides of his head

Shut it, ladie, i told' ya this 'ould 'appen, told ya! Those navy boys are bad news for our family, o hope ya know 'at. Stay away from 'em at all costs, be glad we can put that ship back together. Ya can't just make a new salvager you know the older man spat back and collapsed on a chair I need a drink, boy, go and fix that ship, before i decide to shoot you back into your combat freighter!

Tom quickly took the glass away from his father and motioned with it towards the drunk one Ship, shmip, what about my crew? John is still in the med bay and i have no idea what is going to be with Lileth he murmured...

The older man only spat and stood up, a little wobbly as he did. I dun' care what happens to that girl, if she had done her job right, i may have a ship right now, now let me be, you hatchling the man growled silently and began to struggle to leave, ignoring his son.

Oi, what, against a carrier, a battleship and a few bombers and a fighter? ya, thanks, we'd be dead by the time our turrets would've locked on! the young man tried to explain, yet it all fell on deff ears as the old man marched out from the inn with a grumble, leaving Tom shaking his head. Old fool he murmured and then turned back to the bartender and sighed Fix me up something so good, that i forget what it was.