Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

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It's been a year since Remus went to this place. This place that used to be the ideal spot to relax, cool off or simply bond with your would-be companions in the cold, cold endless void that is space. To avoid catching attention to himself, Remus simply wore his usual off-duty attire... white shirt, brown leather jacket, a pair of blue jeans and leather boots. He took a lone seat on the far-right edge of the bar near the windows.

"Just... water.", he uttered to the barman.

He once remembered the time when he first applied to the Primary Fleet. At that time, he simply wanted to experience; at first hand, being in a cockpit of a fighter. It was a rocky start to say the least, but Remus easily pulled through. From the scandals that happened inside the Primary Fleet to the constant changes in the High Command, he had seen and heard it all. He had watched newcomers... some who have even surpassed him in rank but he didn't care, probably because he did nothing extraordinary.... probably because he only did what he was told to do. He'd watched veterans retire. Veterans whom he admired and respected.

How he wished everything to return to the good old days..., he thought as he stared down at the glass of water; stared at it for a good amount time. For a moment, he was lost in his thoughts. Just then, a ray of light shone through the glass. It gleamed in his eyes. The path was clear... only the future lay ahead of him. He would do all that he could to help his good friend, Rohj.

"Too bright.", he uttered to himself as he looked out the window.

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