Ares sat in the bar as a somewhat alternative marching theme aided his concentration on the task at hand. He sipped his beer as he tinkered with something on a portable computer.
Even on leave, he was working for the Revolution, and although he found this work much more difficult than flying a fighter, it was much more relaxing.
He hesitated, wondering if he should order another beer. He was off-duty after all, but he wanted to get this right... the Captain then had the barmaid bring him some water as he contacted his 'teacher'...
"Lieutenant Commander KeSi, Xing, I'm about to forward you a potential image to be distributed in Liberty by our sleeper cells... apparently it's an old album cover or something that I've edited a little, but copyrights are illegal here anyway... tell me what you think!"
He forwarded the image to his subordinate, hoping that it went down well.