The "Ambrosia" - Colonial Bar on Sabah Shipyard

[Wolfs Ghost]

Aeyrn had opened her mouth to say something in response to the drunken man, when he suddenly turned around and began wandering away towards a woman who had just entered the bar. She watched on for a couple more minutes as the two began exchanging words that she wouldn't hear, regardless, she slunk back into the booth upon figuring out who it was that Mercer was talking with.

She smiled softly before looking back down towards the glass of ale that was sitting in front of her. Lifting the glass to her mouth and proceeded to take a rather long sip before returning the glass to the table before it. With a soft sigh, her gaze returned to watching both Mercer and Chamberlain carry on a conversation. It wasn't long until two of the Agents that were making fun of Frost moved over towards both Chamberlain and Mercer, which made her slink even more back into her seat until she sighed heavily to herself and brought her eyes back down towards the half empty glass.

"Cheer up." She told herself in a whisper, "Alright, Fie, just drink away the pain like you always do, and you'll be a hundred and ten percent tomorrow." She leaned forwards, deciding it was probably better to shut up than continue mumbling to herself, slouching against the table she began to trace her finger around the lip of the glass.

Her free hand holding her chin up.

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