Meallan Dagon walks into the dingy bar and sits alone in one of the booths. He waves at the bartender and in less than a minute, he was gulping a Black Hole Hook.
"'Hmmm.. Gods i missed this..."
He reclined in the seat and let himself feel confortable. The last couple of months were rough. But he was finally back home. With a shinny new medal and all.
Sighing as he walked in, Beumont surveyed the room with wonder. It had been a while since he had a drink. Or since he had even lit up. Thinking about that, he pulled out his last pack of Rheinland made cigars that he stole several months ago in a battle. He chuckled lightly, and pulled out a cigar and lit it up, promptly taking a long drag. He kept the pack out as he moved towards Star Captain Dagon. He sat down opposite of Dagon, and offered one of his cigars to him, holding a lighter in his other hand. "Good to have you back, Colonel. Er, I mean, Captain."
He was satisfied that Dagon's time off didn't rub off. Much. He raised his lit cigar in a sort of air toast, as Meallan drains the bottle of Jack Daniels that he had.
"The live ones."
As Samuel's face was lit up by the business end of his cigar, several thoughts crossed his mind. How many young naval officers had he killed in his career? And for what? The complacent government sits firmly in office. Every day they lose thousands, and still they march on. Prancing about with their heads full of rocks. He pushed the thoughts away as the waitress meandered by. He whistled, which caught her attention.
"A couple of fried chicken breasts with... something to drink. Don't really care what the drink is."
The waitress nodded and continued on, as Sam took the last drag from his cigar. He blew a smoke ring in the waitress' direction, and mashed the lit end of his cigar in the booth's ashtray.
"So where were you anyway. I never got much notice. Was on bit of a vacation myself. If you could call hell a vacation"
Suddenly, Lev enters the bar, after his long absence and takes a general view of the bar. It's been quite a lot of time since he doesn't step into this place, and aback all the memories comes back to him. That old bar filled with those rusty chairs, frayed cushions and dusty tables has been renovated with modern look and finishing and a sleek design. He looks more confident now, knowing that he can take a break from the menacing adventures from the void calmly.
His last hours of flight, aboard his gunship, has tired him and with need of some relax and scotch. He approaches the bar and ask for some Jhonnie Walker.
He turns his view and catches up with the other members of the Legion. "Greetins fellas. Nice to meet you."
"It's been a while since i don't come here, quite a nice reformations have been conducted over here."
Cristina Hunter, the new Executive Commander of the Legion entered the bar. She was holding a half empty bottle of tequila in her hand, it seemed she found a nice way to spend her time after she was done with the important stuff.
She was a bit tipsy, however still able to walk a straight line. She sat down at an empty table and placed the bottle on it. It's been a long time since she visited the bar for the last time, she reclined, closed her eyes and listened to the music that was playing in the background.
She opened her eyes after some minutes and took another gulp out of the bottle. The bar was crowded today and Cristina looked around, maybe she could find some good company, as her past days were kind of hectic and she didn't had a chance to relax.
His eyes were glued the moment she entered the bar. And that tequilla bottle.
"Cristy... You goddamn corsair girl. Always with the heavy stuff."
He finished his glass and with a loud bang, looked at both men in his table.
"Excuse, gentlemen. I have to see a woman about a dog."
They both nodded and continued nursing their drinks.
With a quick grab from his bionic arm, he and the Jack Daniels bottle went straight to Hunter's table.
He noticed she wasn't at her prime, but even so, with a quick movement, he placed the whisky bottle in her table and sat right next to her.
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