' Wrote:Lieutenant Zane walked past a higher officer on his way in. Not that there would be many lower officers than him in the bar. Zane sighed at his predicament and walked up to the counter. It had been a long day. They had just been on high alert since a massive nomad force moved through Minor and he had been in the thick of the defending force.

Luckily, both forces didn't meet, but he knew all too well what would have happened if they did. He had seen it too many times before. Too many friends lost.

The bartender served him a drink and he barely took notice of the burn or taste as the liquid traversed down his esophagus. It had been a long day and it would start all over again once the ship had been repaired. Best to grab a drink and some sleep.

' Wrote:Lyle entered the bar for pretty much the first time since he joined the Order. He could see several people scattered around the bar. Most of whom were quiet abit higher rank then he.

He sat down at the bar (//or whatever the place that bartenders serve drinks at).

"Can I get you anything?" The bartender asked.

"Liberty ale," Lyle replied.

He glanced at his side and saw a man with a Lt. rank pins with a slightly depressed expression.

"Been a long day?" Lyle asked the man next to him. "Oh, by the way, I'm Ensign Lyle Marshall, joined the Order alongside the other new recruits not long ago."

' Wrote:"Too long." Zane replied laconically before fully processing what Marshall had said.

"Ensign?" He thought to himself.

"Someone with no pins at all?" He questioned himself in his mind. This was his kind of man.

"Lieutenant Alexander Zane, Lyle. Glad to meet you. Been in the thick of it yet?" The question was a common one and he wanted to know whether the ensign had seen any action or was still training on Toledo or Isis in simulations. Zane also saw Commodore Sophia Anderson walk into the bar in the corner of his eye.

' Wrote:"Yeah, I've been in a few skirmishes with the Bounty Hunters, and also a small skirmish with the Liberty Navy when they stayed too close to the Omicron Minor Jumphole in Alaska and refused to be warned off. That wasnt even a battle, a few salvoes from the Osiris Battleship, I think it was The Wrath of Ma'at, that also responded sent the LN forces scurrying for cover." Lyle said.

"I havent been in any major furballs with the Nomads yet, a few encounters yeah, but no major fleet action. But the Nomad fighters are tough little buggers,"

"But you know..." Lyle leaned in closer to Alexander, "I was a wingman in a recon mission, snuck into the Omicron Iota system and took some pictures of Nomad installations, along with updating the navmap, that mission got hairly when the Keepers finally noticed us." Lyle said in a lower voice.

"We had to pull back out of the system before the recon was completed. The other Order agent got off scott free but me, the keepers, there was about 4 fighters on my tail by the tme i got back to Minor, chased me through 4 systems, first to Omicron 98 (//i think) then back to Iota since they cut me off, then to Delta and then finally to Minor, I was able to get to Isis and the Isis blew most of the Nomads to dust."