Marvin sauntered into the bar, exhausted from ... absolutely nothing.
The week that passed was one of the quietest. Marvin sat down at the bar, as some of the Corsairs wearily eyed him. While it is a fragile diplomacy out here, there is one thing all can agree on.
*A man in a dark cape enters the bar. His presence was soothing and gentle, and from his dark-green eyes emanated wisdom, understanding, compassion and strength. His eye wander from one empty table to the other. He shrugs his shoulders and walks towards the barkeeper, and says*
"Hola, I just arrived here. Had a long journey, and I'm so glad that I can rest here." *he smiles* "What drink can you recommend me?"
*The barkeeper, avoiding eye contact, gives him a 'beer'. The man, pays him generously.*
"My name is Lee del Sol Verde by the way. Nice to meet you."
*The barkeeper doesn't answer. But Lee ignores his calmness. He takes his glass and tramps confidently to a table, right infront of the large windows, showing a great panorama of the system. He takes a seat, pulls a book out of his cape and leans back, enjoying the view. A few minutes later, he sighs and starts writing (#5) into his small book*
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