"DAMN IT! Why do I always have t' arrive late?"Druce sighs in frustration, as his Roc initiates docking sequence with The.Maverick.V.
"Come on, come on..." he repeats impatiently, jumps out of his ship as soon as it hits solid floor, and runs towards the elevator, nearly running into Frank Zacharie going the opposite way.
"Ack! Sorry, mate! I'll see ya up there! Gotta run!" Druce shouts as he swoops past him.
In a few seconds, the doors of the elevator slide open, with Druce running out of it, gasping for breath
"Sorry...it took....so long...I've just....got the...message....to..." he snaps as he sees the people looking at him with a surprise, so he quickly adjusts his clothing and calms his breathing down "I..apologize, sirs, an' madams. I got here as soon as I could." he looks around the room, seeing a few familiar faces "Good to see ya all again. Bret? How are you holding' up?"