Shipyard: Serenity
Lounge - Clearing the Refined Air (Tag Pol)
Stout came through the doors to the lounge and looked around. It was completely empty, as he expected it to be at this hour. Well, he knew it wasn’t exactly empty.
He made his way to a booth at the far side of the room and took a seat. “Polaris. This is Captain Stout. I’d like to speak with you, please.” he said to the empty room.
Stout, CO