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The boarding ramp for the fortunate son lowered with it's usual harsh expulsion of compressed air, as Callahan McKoy lit up a Corellian Spirit and took a breath. He'd just landed on the ecumenopolis of Denon and wasn't thrilled with the prospect of hitting the beat on this overpopulated...

My chit. I’m calling it in. Sorry. Have a safe trip. — Morgan Callahan made his way down the boarding ramp of The Fortunate Son. As he hit the bottom a servent droid waddled out and intercepted him. An impatient sigh escaped his lips as he came to a stop allowing the droid to follow it's...