Dabadoru Station, Omicron Delta

[Eduard]

Inside the bar, Guildmaster Aleister Corke found himself sitting in a private lounge, a room inside the bar that is separated from the other tables through a red wall that murdered any king of sound which would try to propagate through them.

Inside it, a rectangular table guarded at its sides with long sofas embroidered with a soft red leather while the two heads of the table were ended with two arm chairs of the same material.

Aleister Corke stood at arm chair which resided against the wall, his eyes were glaring over the table towards the door opposite to him. On the table, three round, small objects exerted their existence, they were buzzers that, once pressed, would summon a waitress to collect the orders.

The Guildmaster planned the arrival of his two guests with tact, as it was expected of him. He wanted intimacy to carry on the necessary conversation, but he also wanted punctuality, both from him, and his guests and that is why, he instructed a man to wait for them at the bar's entry.

The dice are now wriggling in the hands of fate. They are about to be thrown.

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King Eduard is the greatest