"Not much to say aboot meself really..." Katie said, still grasping at straws for things she could say...
"I wis born a Molly, as ye can probably tell fae my accent, and most of me fam'ly were killed in some way or another..."
Katie racked her brain for anything interesting, but romantic at the same time, but just couldn't find anything.
Katie blushed a deeper scarlet shade, and put her head in her hands.
it passed quite a while since Jack was last time here.
Back in his Captain's rank times. He didn't felt like he should really enter it now...
As he was standing near entrance, some thoughts were fuzzing in his head "Ahh, yes, need to find Commander Robert, ahh well, it's chance to see some new people around here "
He entered lounge, and in same time half of people sitting in it, stood up to salute Admiral, not everyone were Order pilots "At ease pilots" Jack answered.
As he spotted Cmdr. D'Souza he saw him sitting with some young lady, and with beer in hand of course, "hmm, damn beer, he can't live without it, and he even manages to met female pilots around here" he thought.
Jack approched Robert and spoken "Commander, lose the booze, you have possible new recruits, they are waiting you at launch pad 4B".
Ciana entered the Lounge and went directly to a free seat in one of the corners of the Lounge,where she could sit in the shadows the construction of the Lounge provides.She wore her traditional black leather clothes.Her view wandered around in the lounge but she noticed noone she would have known.Then,slowly she took out her dagger from one of the pockets of her suit and placed it on the table in front of her.Then she focused her eyes on the surface of the dagger.With her finger she followed the striation of the ornaments on the dagger. Then she closed her eyes and thought about her past. The war between Liberty an Rheinland which costed her the whole family...her brother,her Mother and Father.Killed by the Libertonians due a invasion of her Homeplanet on the border to Rheinland...the bombardment of the surface when the defending troops didn't surrender...the Torpedos and the Laserbeams coming down to the cities...destroying everything in a wave of distruction...even through the closed eyes a single tear ran over her cheek but she didn't noticed...
Ciana opend her eyes and looked to the source of the words.After she cleared her eyes from the rest of the tear. "Yes...of course...why do you ask,Mr ?" Ciana replyed and looked at him with her green eyes. By the way the dagger disapeared without a noise from the table and retourned into the secret pocket on her suit. Her look was always on his eyes but she was prepeared to defend herself if it should be needed...and she would know how to defend herself...learned on the battlefields of her past.
Ciana shruged the shoulders. "Maybe we have...maybe not...every person definies it for himself or herself alone.But this war *she shakes her head slightly* this isn't a war at all...it is nothing more like angry neighbours argue..." she stopped in the sentence and sighs "there are real wars out in this Sector...." her eyes were getting slightly wet and she broke up the sentence and she only looked in John's eyes...but her view looks like it was empty...as if she would be on a other place but not here.
John nodded "War takes a toll on everyone involved,
and no one usally benifits from it" John sat down, his
armoured flight suit scraping against the seat,
"i assume you mean the war with rheinland? There
are too many to count these days"
"Though I fly through the valley of death, I shall fear no evil.
For I am 80,000 feet and climbing."
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Christopher walked into the lounge scanning the room carefully before moving over to a table on its own. He'd talk to the bartender a minute grabbing a drink then speaking loud enough for every on to hear. "Drinks on me." He'd then move over to a vacant table sitting down as he start look out across the room to see who wasn't going to get another round.