The Bear's Cave - Sedona Station, Baffin (Formerly Freeport 14, Yukon)

[Dancing Bears]

He was a bit more weary for wear, his hair a bit longer, his beard a bit more scraggly, his eyes a bit more worn. Lev Shestov had been around. As he puttered around his office on the second level of the Bear's Cave, his mind often wondered. Back to Mal, back to that lovely Liberty Admiral lady, back to a more carefree time. But that had all changed when Mal showed up and asked for his help. He had never been the same, but slowly, things were getting back to normal. He was drinking less, smoking more and generally taking better care of himself that he had for the last year or so. Depression can be a bitch ya know? Lev had at least gotten rid of that Freeport 420 beast. Lost a bundle on it, but that was of no mind to the man. Lev never worried about money, the bar was less an investment and more a place to hang out and smoke. But he had started taking a more active hand in running the place. The staff had done a great job while he was mired in the pits of darkness, but this was his place, his vision, and he needed to be at the helm. Groggy and high from his normal wake and bake, he went and opened up the door for the staff who slowly started to arrive. Once his manager Luis arrived, he went back to the office to smoke some more and sign some papers. I killer combination.

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Living life as a Zoner? Sure, on my Eagle, Kingfisher, Conference, Fearless, Corvo, Aquilon and/or Juggernaut perhaps. Not on an Advanced Train or Zoner Whale.