Rochester Inn

[Roabot]

Dr. Nathan Heart walked in to the bar. A tall, well dressed man in his late twenties, he walks with the manner of a man who is used to the high life.
" argh.. give me your most potent drink bartender". Taking his drink, he sits down in the corner and proceeds to take long swigs from the glass.
"Damn Liberty Officials. They just have to stick their noeses where they aren't supposed to go. I had to leave the trade lanes and cruise here just to evade their patrols!" He says to himself more than anything.
"Ah well. that last shipment of cardimine was worth it." Kicking his feet up and lying back, he shuts his eyes and savours the thought of the several million credits he just made.
Checking his watch after an hour or so he sighs and gets up. "Ah well then, back to Malta I go"
Downing his drink and accepting another one for the road, he gets up and leaves the bar to return to the comfort of his Luxury yacht and recently turned drug running ship the Price of Freedom.

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My Character stories: Dr Nathan Heart umm thats all so far...