Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

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Somewhere in the corner of the Bar, sat a lone man wearing what one would compare to a uniform of a desk officer. In front of him was a cup of coffee, no steam came out of the cup, clearly suggesting that this man was already there before all of the other Navy officers came. A stack of paperwork stood in between the face of the man and those who wish to view his face. Nobody dared approached the man whilst they risked stirring up a hornet's nest. Suddenly the Bar's doors flew open as a Lieutenant rushed into it. This Lieutenant almost bumps over one of the officers sitting in the bar.

"Pardon me.", as he said clearly hurrying to the desk officer's table.

The desk officer looks up and acknowledges the Lieutenant.

"Why such a hurry, Barnes.", he said while attending to some papers.

Barnes takes a moment to breath, " *deep exhalation* Well sir, it seems the woman you conversed with in Barrier Gate is applying for the Prims."

The desk officer merely shrugged, "As expected.... she would have done that.."

"What do you mean, sir?", Barnes questioned.

The D.O merely looked out the window.

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