GC Tea House

[Ironwatsas]

"Utter crap" Naomi replied to Miharu.

She sipped her martini and began the tirade. "Well, aside from it being a train wreck of Farmers, Hogosha, Blood Dragons, and the GMG. Plus all the traders going to and fro, plus it being the Consortium Nexus in Sirius, plus that crazy Enya Shinkaku..."

"Enya" She grumbled under her breath before downing the rest of the glass in a big gulp.

She looked over to Miharu and paused for a few seconds. Miharu seemed... stunning, from the lights of the Tea house and the battery of windows.

"Wow... did you get a haircut recently?" She asked, leaning closer to Miharu.

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Elsewhere

\CS\-Steve had finally returned from his long-range assignment to Gran Canaria. The Consortium marked Scimitar touched down in the hangar, and the gas-mask wearing man left the ship, before opening a compartment on it's hull and removing a high-tech looking... thing. Carrying it directly to the lab.

He was infact, blushing at the conversation he had with a NovaPG pilot, which he initally thought was a woman. However, this was secondary to his hard-wired tasking, and he carried the ship's data-recorder toward the Lab.

Ironically, Steve was utterly indiffrent to the incense in the air, which were affecting everyone else on the station, as a result of him wearing a Gasmask. A few of the GC crew had managed to figure out that it was infact something in the air, and at the sight of steve, put two and two together...

He quickly made his way to the lab, and began hooking up the data recorder and collating it's contents on the Lab's computer system, not bothering to remove his helmet...

...blessedly for the inhabitants of Ainu.

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All that begins must end.