The Colonel made sure she had the right contact number before Dr. Morden left, then, with a brief wave seemed to dismiss her.<br/><br/>Traveling back to her apartment, she'd notice people dressed in the manner of the Colonel in ones and twos and threes passing her, headed towards the terminal where the mercenary ship sat.  They seemed a relaxed bunch, some talking, some walking in silence.  A man with 1st lieutenant rank insignia gave her the eye as she passed, though in a friendly manner, smiling slightly as he moved past her.<br/><br/>Packing was easy, as was signing out of the apartment.  The restaurant wasn't crowded this time of day, so it was easy to find a place to sit and an attentive waiter.  A hint that she was in a hurry, and willing to tip accordingly brought her food quickly, and it was quite tasty--TAS facilities maintained high standards for service and quality, and for the flavorful meals they served.  The TAS hotel had a small store attached in the lobby, the kind that had flatscreen displays that drove a large vending machine system.  After the meal, a short walk brought her to the store, and she was able to buy one or two bottles of bourbon, a local label, though one she was familiar with and thought fairly highly of.  The price was a bit high, but...<br/><br/>Her comm unit beeped, and a message appeared.<strong>Gryphon Security is pleased to offer you a position as Combat Surgeon with the Ravenwing Company, shipping aboard the <em>Talon.</em>  Please report to Colonel Vinlander at the Regina Downport, berth R121, as soon as possible.  If you have decided to decline this position, simply respond to this text with your refusal.  In either case, good day, and if you accept, see you soon!</strong><br/><br/>Time seemed to pass quickly, and soon it was time to head back to the mercenary ship...