Rochester Inn

[rayne]

Rommie laughed at Noam and his eagerness. She bought him a whiskey, much better than tea she thought.

"Ere get this down ya neck and tell me what you need with us Hacker's" She said with a smile.

Rommie's attention shifted towards the slave girl again and noticed she was being watched, she gave the youngster a glare to "encourage" her to mind her own business.

There was a beep on her comm.....

"Ma'am the engines keep misfiring and the shield generator is totally fried" The voice said nervously over the comm.

"Grrrrrrr, have you broken my ship again? It better be fixed by the time I get back or I will fix you, ya hear me boy? Rommie out"

Rommie's mood changed to one of despair for her incompetent maintenance crew she hired on Rochester, was always one problem after another. It was a rather old gunship that was a bit worse for wear, she was hoping to get hold of a new one... It is a rather formidable craft after all...........

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