Meanwhile on Corinth, Omicron-74

[Doc Holliday]

After a brief coughing spell, Doc cleared his throat and prepared to speak. Midori, in an effort to keep him from hurting himself, gently put her hand over his right hand to keep him from moving it as he spoke. She didn't want him jarring the I.V. needle.

"TAZ can keep the Tau's covered," he began, "we have been for some time since they are right in our back yard. As it is, I keep ships stationed at both Freeport 6 and Freeport 10. We also have a destroyer that patrols the area quite often. If anyone in the OSI or ZTC are traveling through and require escort, we are available for that or even going though Coronado. IF you are going through to Liberty for any reason, we can provide an escort for that, too."

Doc again coughed hard as Midori could do little more than rub his back. Once he got his composure, he took a sip of his tea and continued.
"I have a couple of my own concerns. One, the CoZ. I have the feeling we will be butting heads with them, at least, some of them over Freeport protocol and responsibility of them. I'd prefer to put a little distance between us but we will have to deal with them, that may not be possible."

He stopped and took another sip of his tea.

"Two. I heard through the grapevine that if the CoZ ratifies this deal with Bretonia, the OPG will take exception to it and aim on those registered ships. We need to be careful. I also know that the Corsairs are much more respecting to our groups as we are more organized and disciplined. I have heard of a Corsair fleet massing in Omega 47. If they invade Omega 49, the CoZ will find itself in trouble."

Doc again stopped, cleared his throat and took another sip.

"I think Freeport 1 is about to become a hot spot. We currently have one Hathor at the base. I'm with Mrs. Salome on this. At this point, TAZ really doesn't care so much. I just need to decide where to send it."

He then looked at Louisa and Mr. Nichols, "Now, I currently have two destroyers sitting at FP9. I will leave them to assist OSI and ZTC. I will probably move one to FP11."

Doc took a moment to think and after another cough, he continued, "If our shipwrights are running out of materials, I would support a freeze on the construction of cruisers, destroyers and dreadnoughts. Until we can stock pile more materials, I say we turn away foreign customers. Of course, we'll need the co-operation of the CoZ to make it work."

He added one last comment before a coughing bout forced him into the back of his chair, "My ranch hand, Mr. Grady McCue, will be taking command of my transport until I'm well enough to pilot again. At least then it will be contributing."

It took several minutes for Doc to finally settle himself while his horrified wife could only watch. Once settled, he sat and listened as the meeting continued.

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