Moka's Request

[Moka]

Beaumont Station Bar
Participants: Moka and Rick Tiltman
Subject: Request to outfit a ship

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Moka's Pilgrim moored successfully on Beaumont, the newly refurbished engines cooling down nicely. He was lucky to get the last of the good parts before productions slowed down at The Nonsense Factory. After his little rage quit from the leadership of the primary pack he began to enjoy what it was like being out there, in open space. His self sense of importance and desire to stay safe to retain control over the pack was slowly being overwhelmed by the adrenaline he got from fighting again. He was certainly rusty but his dodging was still impeccable. He was beginning to enjoy life again. His friends who joined him seemed to notice a differing behaviour pattern and soon came to realize that Moka wasn't all that hard all the time.

As he made his way down the corridors of Beaumont, his childhood came flooding back. It was thirty years ago since he last laid foot here on that fateful day his parents were killed. Rumours blamed the Xeno but the most believable was that the Police had shot them down. No trace was ever found and Moka set out to hunt the police and his journey with the Rogues began there.

As he entered the bar, faces glimpsed at him with a sense of recognition but no one dared to ask. Moka sat at the bar and ordered his favourite whiskey and looked around for Rick, the bar had a quiet humand people were back to their activities and so for the first time in public, he felt normal.

Awaiting Rick Tiltman