Ouray Inn (iRP)

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Finally, Ronnie found his weathered zippo reproduction, lighted the cigar and started his story while pouring the corsair rum into the three glasses.
"I took the Snake River today.." he poofed twice cusing the cigar to catch some more fire "...to birng some supplies from Refugio." Two more small poofs and he inhaled deeply. "So. We're cruising slightly above the cloud. Three fifty kay, everything smooth." Ronnie exhaled a huge blue cloud of smoke, drank whole glass of the rum in one shot and sighed.
"Damn, this booze is good." he said shaking his head. He filled up his glass, drank it and filled it up once again. "Anyway, I was just opening a bottle to celebrate... well, nevermind. But I opened a bottle and suddenly... BANG the main generator fried. I was able to stabilize the drift before everything died but, I tell you, we were screwed."
Ronnie dried another glass of rum, reached for the bottle but he only stared at it for a while and left it on the table. "So. We're sitting with no engines, no shields and no radio in the middle of nowhere. Well... I thought the radio was fried and it wasn't really but nevermind that. I already thought that we'll have to take a walk to Nome but you know... it was at least fourty kay from the base... quite a long walk... so i wasn't really happy about it. And suddenly... what do I hear in my speaker? Miss Valeria Benitez herself in her freighter with a load of stuff onboard. Like an angel from the sky!"
Ronnie grined to Valeria, filled all the glasses and lifted his glass in a toast: "For Miss Benitez and them corsairs! May they always show up when I need 'em!"
He emptied the glass and smashed it into the wall across the room. He clenched his fists but relaxed in a moment and ended his short story quietly: "So I invited our Corsair Friend here to have a drink with us." He sighed looking for a while at the wet stain on the wall. "Besides... we might have a common interest with Valeria. Maybe."

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