They board the Travel Pod and Oliver can key in Dock 23. It’s a slightly longer journey that from the sloop’s dock, but after a short trip the travel pod pulls up to a...
He makes the face of someone who is kindly skeptical about what he has heard.“That isn’t much of a discussion.”He lets the words hang in the air for several seconds.“So tell me, what are...
Alan has followed Oliver’s lead, his Legion-issue pilot’s service sidearm at his hip.“Alright, I’ll get my kit. Back shortly.”True to his word he disappears briefly and returns wearing a suit of light-duty Legion combat...
“Yes.”He doesn’t elaborate, but swirls his middle finger around the inner rim of his wine glass, capturing the last dregs before holding the finger to his lips and briefly dabbing those drops off with...
“Uh, of course.”May I have a social roll for Oliver please, and one for Alan as well.Savochkin asks, “are we expecting trouble?”He glances down to where one might wear a side arm.Is Oliver armed...
He settles a little deeper into his chair, opening his posture slightly, rests his hands loosely on his thighs, relaxes his gaze to take in both her face and hands.