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After a shift of security outside the base, Chris docked his ship, grabbed his guitar equipment and changed into something more of his liking for the bar to play some music after briefly chatting with others outside to include a Corsair he had just met. The snippet he played in his ship earned another request to play so, he took up the offer. Music was, after all his first choice.
He sat down and set up. As he did, someone decided to take yet another picture of the musician. He had become used to it.
Seeing a bit of a crowd forming, he decided to start with something more settling, an old tune from long ago.
He said nothing as he started to play. Little Wing