Candlelit Dinner

[Contaan]

In his civilian clothes, Galen wove through the streets of Manhattan, cutting his way through the moving crowd. He felt more comfortable without his usual uniform and flight suit. Reaching the transport, he took one of the seats next to the windows and watched the buildings speed by.

"I can't believe I'm doing this" he thought, resting his head back against the seat...

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With the transport touching down on the ground near the Manhattan Starport, Galen looked around, seeing the regular buzz of activity with the regulars taking trips off world and the usual security working. After clearance, he walked over to a private transport, motioning the pilot to begin pre-flight procedures.

"Where can I take you?" the pilot said.

"Rochester base, and I suggest you hurry." Galen said, easing himself into a seat.

And with that, the small ship quickly sped out into the edge of the atmosphere, and away from the planet towards the debris fields.

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"We're beginning landing sequence now, Mr.Anderson" the pilot called out.

The nimble transport kissed the ground, the landing not felt by the two men on board. Galen walked out, wearing a dark blue dress shirt much like his attire during military ceremonies, except for the lack of medals. He took a glance at his watch, showing him that he had several minutes left. Sprinting, he caught the lift up to level 3- the dining area and took a turn down the corridor to one of the private bars.

Just before entering, he saw a glimpse of her, wearing a white dress with roses and a skitterish man walking stiffly back towards the bar. Wiping his face, still with disbelief, he slowly walked in, eyes fixed on the back of her head and glided towards the side of the table.

"Why hello, Miss."