Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Lucend]

Lucendez slipped into the bar and sat at one of the stools.

"Hermano, I want free drinks for everyone tonight."

Pedro did a double take and asked for confirmation. When Pedro got it, he asked why. Juan pulled out a datapad and brought up the image. It was three or four AW ships and one RoS ship cruising through an orange-looking nebula.

Pedro looked frightened at first, but Juan held up a hand.

"Don't worry hermano, it was a mistake. It simply reminded me of the past. The war and the destruction. It reminded me of the brothers and sisters I had to bury, and of the Corsairs that lost limbs." Juan began to slip into thought, but Pedro broke the silence when he sat the Tequila shake on the table.

"Ah, Pedro! Thanks." Lucendez sipped his shake and continued to pick at his pad, looking to the future instead of dwelling on the past.

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"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."

Osaika Moto, the Fall and Rise of a Kusari Farmer

Juan Lucendez, √ Corsair