A young silver haired woman walked into the bar, her grey flightsuit unmarked except for the Bundschuh Eagle emblem and a Rheinland flag patch bearing the letters EF. "Tag bartender. rheinbeer please" Ignoring the couple's argument down the bar, she takes her drink, walks over to a corner booth and takes a seat.
Looking back at the arguing couple and the hushed crowd in the bar, Angel keeps her voice low so as not to be overheard. "This doesnt seem like the proud Bundschuh i've heard about. Have i made the right decision?" Musing a bit, she started staring at Freya, lost in thought.
