"Salus Omnibus"

[Fro]

Texas aye... got some good bio processors out there... not much else.

Fro dragged his smoke one last time, putting it out on his palm.

"It'd be my pleasure, haha." He replied before nodding to the bartender for another whiskey.

Fro reached into his pocket, sprinkled some grass into the drink and raised it.

"A toast!"

[snowdog1717]

Chris brings his glass up to Fro's

"To freedom." Chris says quietly.

Chris downs the whole glass in one go.

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[Fro]

"Long live death, long live war, long live the cursed mercenary. Long live freedom!" Fro says before he drinks his whiskey, slamming it down afterward.

"Hey bartender, another round, and another one of those sticks if you get 'em." He looked over to Chris. "So what is it you do, friend?" He asked.

I bet he's a freelance.

[snowdog1717]

Chris looks down at his new drink.

"I do some work here and there, realy anything to keep me going"
Chris looks up at Fro

"Have you ever had your life changed by someone...in a horable way?
Like what the scientists did back in Texas. It can't be explained to someone who has not been there"

Chris rests his head on the bar, draind of energy by the memory of his past life.

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[Fro]

I wonder what he's been through... looks a bit depressed...

Fro lights another cardamine stick.

"I don't believe I have. I tend to keep to myself really. What about you?" He asks before drinking his whiskey.

[snowdog1717]

Chris looks up from his still full drink

"They took my home, my family, hell they even took my identity"

Chris stands up and starts walking back and forth realy fast

"I just dont know what to do right now.... I need... I need help Fro, I need alot of help."

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[Fro]

There's nothing scarier than an unstable anthro... hope this guy cools down.

"So go kill 'em mate! You got my help... that is... for a few credits." He replied.

Fro takes notice of a beauty entering the bar while he drags his smoke. He tries to read her but stops abruptly after she sits down and kisses an anthro. Fro downs his whiskey and sets his glass aside for the moment.

Wonder what this guys been through... not my place to ask really...

[snowdog1717]

Chris stops in mid stride and grabs Fro.

"You realy offering help? You want me to go and take down a multy billion credit company? I dont think that can happen partner. I need a whole fleet to do that!"

Chris slowly lets Fro go as he sees that most of the bar is looking at him.

"I...uh...Sorry there, I lost it a bit there."

Chris then grabs his drink and downs it again.

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[Bazza]

A young woman appears at the entrance to the bar, the first and most striking feature of her is her round and distended stomach - she is clearly pregnant; quite heavily at that. She has blue eyes and long, blonde hair tied back in a loose ponytail; her hair flowing down as far as her buttocks. Accompanying her is a younger girl of Kusarian appearance, sporting shoulder-length, caramel-coloured hair and eyes to match. The pair takes approximately three steps inside the theatre of the bar, they both stop and stare around the room, as if looking for someone.

The blonde woman mutters something to her partner, it being barely legible over the general ambience of the bar.

"Animals, smokers and cardamine users. What was I expecting?"

The two then turn around and exit, assumingly to return to the unfamiliar pirate transport that had appeared at the mooring facility.

The ship is observed departing the area minutes later.

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[Fro]

Fro raised his brow as Chris let go.

What the... this guys off his rocker. Wait... is that a pregnant lady in a bar? I must be going crazy... I need some cardamine...

"Bartender, another stick over here." Fro brushed off his armor and turned to Chris. "A whole fleet you say? That can be arranged."