McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[jimmy Patterson]

<it had been 24 hours sense his arrival and subsequent communications attempts with both the administrator and his own command,he had taken it upon himself to take action,and so he proceeded to the bar ,the tavern ironically being one of the best info sources in system>

"gimme a Denver twister,on the rocks with a shot of that vodka" with his drink in hand the 6'1 220lbs ex marine sat down adjusting a clearly visible vest and sidearm he wore for security reasons due to the hostile environment after flashing his old Liberty Marine Dog Tags to the guards who asked no questions,he always had them. he wore some grey fatigues a rag tag leather "bomber jacket",one traced to his original earthbound family he had nano-replicated, and a grey tanktop,spotting Jeremy he sat down>" well this place has gone to hell and back huh?" he said as he took a hit from his drink "think my cover will hold,a retired marine vet turned Merc?" he asked as he scanned the room>

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