Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

[Melanie Tyler]

"Heartless? Ain't a reason I'd think that Major."
Not a one. Some deaths were no-one's fault. A misfiring rifle, a lucky sniper, a shuttle struck by energy lances- She mentally severed that particular chain of thought. She already saw those cursed souls every time she closed her eyes, there was no way in hell she was going to let them invade her waking world a second time. The Marine paused, brandy sour in her mouth. It hadn't stopped them before. Not here. She chided herself. Pull yourself together Hartman. Her pride wouldn't let her fall apart, not in public like this, not in front of a Major. With a few muttered words, she excused herself, making a beeline for the bathroom.

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