Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Zelot]

Miguel saw Gentle walk in, a sight he had not had in a long time. Much had happened to Miguel in that time. He had been just a pup, fresh in The Brotherhood, when Gentle had last been in the bar. Miguel thought back to the times he had flown with Gentle and his OPG boys...They were good times. Miguel thought about going over to Gentles table, but he was not in a mood to celebrate. Earlier that day, Miguel had, what might become a defining moment in his life, He opened fire on a man he had never had anything but respect for. He had always looked up to Elder Costello, and today....today he had attempted to kill Joe. Miguel sat there, drinking himself into hell, for thats where he belonged. How could he have done it, had his life, all those deaths made him imune to feelings? What would be next, if he could fire on Costello, could he even know who he was. Sephardi couldnt even think about getting back into the cockpit. He thought about the message he had sent from Cadiz, he had reveled in Costello's defeat, what kind of man had he become, to revel in another corsair's retreat, and more than that, Costello's. Miguel countinued to drink, try as he might, he could not feel anything, it was like his heart had become cold. Miguel, sat there, alone, not knowing what would become of him, how he could countine.

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