McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[kpjwateridge]

Kazai walked into the bar and almost fell over the barstool in a clumsy motion that looked most ungainly. It took him a few moments to lift his head and ask for the bartender to come over; The bartender smirked before picking up a bottle of Sake and a small glass.

"You look like hell," He said. "Welcome back."

"Osu, Bātendā-san. You would look like hell coming through the Omegas from Rheinland," Kazai replied, barely even opening his eyes. The Esashi-Maru had sustained a hefty amount of damage from Hessian and Corsair attacks through almost every trade lane across the Omega systems. He was fortunate the blaggards had pulled off when the burning Bumblebee tore through the asteroid field and into the relatively safe haven of the FP1 defence fleet.

Kazai picked up the small glass filled with Kusari Sake. It looked particularly pure and rich; the bottle placed next to it read "四国の製品 (Product of Shikoku)". Shikoku sake was well known for being particularly powerful. And expensive.

"On me, friend. You guys, hell all the guys flying out here, are keeping the station running. You deserve it." Kazai smiled and mumbled an Arigato before quickly downing the intense liquid.

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