Wellington Base, Officers Lounge (BAF| & Invite Only)

[Victor Steiner]

Victor entered Wellington base. The air was warm and the evening sun gave the room a pleasant orange glow. New London's spires in the background adding to the sunset. After the day's patrol, a coffee was in order.

Coffee in hand, he took up a position at the far end of the sun drenched room, he sat down and gazed out the windows for a few moments before picking up a nearby Newspaper.
Unsurprisingly, the war was in every page. Frustrated he threw the paper down and was about to leave before he spotted a book on a nearby desk, clearly someone had left it. Seeing no harm he picked it up and began to read.

Soon the sun began to sink low beneath the spires and Victor had reached the end of his coffee. He sat back and gazed at final dying of the light, feeling considerably more relaxed.

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