The Portside Embassy

[Euca]

Axel took interest in the bar. It was a social hub of chats, drinks and cheers. Everything Axel didn't particularly like.

Despite this, he took a chance and entered the bar, being sure to display polite etiquette and manners. Respect above all else, as he remembered.

Scanning the bar, he found not a soul, contrary to the popular belief he had concluded to in his head. Even though the Sparks was set up in the middle of the bar, Axel decided that he'd rather take his chances with the Armoury than her.

He spun on his heel and headed towards the door.

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