A weathered hand slammed the door shut as he entered his house.
"It feels like it's been so long since I've been home.." The old veteran stretched his arms and yawning as a few small beeping noises emerged from the red device on his arm.
"Moa.... May we?"
Moa cracked a smile as he leaned back in a cheap computer chair.
"Why not. It's been a long time and I suppose I owe it to you"
Reaching into a drawer on the desk, Moa produced several battlechips.
".... I guess it's time to 'rock'." Producing a jack from his PET, he plugged it into his computer.