"The Borderline" Bar, Freeport 2, Bering

[LaGauche]

Wearing a long, black leathered coat over dark blue jeans and a simple t-shirt with the text "C'est parti." and Sol styled air force glasses Samy walks in. He throws his helmet on the bar and signs the bartender for a drink. While he waits he takes a moment to stare at the sun in the distance and the passing traders, while letting out a sigh.

"Si c'est all what Liberty has to offer, making some money is going to be facilement."

He says chuckling.

"Now, ou est mon drink?" He shouts. "Et none of that Libertonian ship fuel, je veux some proper drink. Wine. Aged."

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