Pleasantview Lounge and Cafe

[Jeremy Hunter]

Outside of Med Force One, the shell of a Resheph Recon Cruiser appears. A lone Nephthys launches and heads toward Med Force One.

After docking, Jeremy Hunter steps and out walks to the Lounge. As he enters, he spots Chris sitting with a Klingon Guard, one knife on the table. Jeremy knew this would be a bad thing, but he would buck up the courage and talk to the cruel, impassive, seemingly emotionless man that had once been his friend, and in Jeremy's mind was till.

Jeremy walked over, planning his words. Ditching the long-drawn out speech that he would have given, he stopped by Chris and said in a voice only audible to Chris,

"Chris...as a friend, Im asking you to not attack the Order. As a friend, and I dont care if you dont consider me one."

Jeremy sped back up and took a seat at a table near the window, looking towards the Ghost Eye, and his thre trusted crewmembers: Captain Solomon, Commadner Ash Thomas, and Lt. Amanda "Aqua" White.

Jeremy put his head into his hands. Everything was going to hell. Eveyrhting.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.