"The Patriot" A bar on Leeds..

[Serpentis]

Eric Connors, a patient man, but still a military man did not like one bit being yelled at, especially by someone who had not thought that all he had gotten so far had come out of his own pockets, his savings where drying out but not only that but most equipment where things donated to them by workers on Leeds, a general hospital and some Border World Export suits.

He hated to beg for help, but he knew he had to, they needed the equipment and they needed Grayson, so he had no choice to adhere to what the good Doctor asked.

Eric: Look.. Doctor.. I had thought that a doctor such as yourself got their hands on simple things like those you mentioned, that was why I concentrated on the more... Different and expensive equipment to get.

He took a moment to finish his pint, looking at the doctor at the same time as the looked at the data pad, on which the doctor had added a number of more supplies.

Eric: I will talk to my contacts and see if I can get them by tomorrow.. Sounds good? Doctor?

He pushed a button on the PDA and check his contact list, double checked it and then switched to his personal account.

89 million credits, left on his personal savings account, all of which gained after he sold his ex-wifes house, the personal ship and most of his belongings..

Eric: You got it.. You'l get what you need.. But remember.. This isn't the Armed Forces, we don't have the resources needed for extensive operations in space, you have to re-supply once in awhile..

He growled a little, he knew the doctor was one of the best.. And they needed him, he kept telling himself that all the time..


At the bar sat Jackson, observing the young girl that walked into the Bar...

"Isn't that.. Countess Tarrant" He thought to himself, he noticed the other workers staring at her, he had heard the "My lady" coming from the guards by the entrance..

He fixed his hair, and drank the rest of his pint as he walked over to the Countess, her.. Butler seamed trained, unlikely just another Butler, most probably a body guard as well.

He bowed his head at her as he was a meter away

"May I take a seat, my lady?"

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