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>Lorin sat back and smiled, watching the discourse.
>Jared took in the barmaid with a smile. This was the kind of atmosphere he could live with. No false pretentions. Just straightforward honesty. He sometimes >wondered how he ended up in his field, which seemed filled with puffed up feathers and formality. "Well, miss, I was sort of hoping that a good tale and my >charming smile would get me far." >Beatrice whooped with laughter. "Two ale comin' up!" It was rare for a customer to stand up to her. >Jared turned to face his host, "I gather she is part of the charm of the place?" "She's the owner...she's good to talk to when you're down. If you don't cheer up around her, you're in real deep." He smiled. >"It seems like the station has rebounded from the attack fairly well." "It has...but the tension still exists and it can be a bit thick at times. Pardon me for a moment please-I need to check on something." He stood and walked toward the entrance and hit his badge, "Renaud to Ops." "Ops, here. This is Firehawk. What can we do for you,
sir?"
"Please confirm if the runabouts have made it to Research Station Kerry." He was concerned... "One moment, sir." It took a moment as the Operations Manager got the
information. "Research Station Kerry reports that the runabouts arrived
about 20 minutes ago."
(Renaud?)
AJ
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