The Forlorn Hope

[Byron]

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Trenton Outpost, New York, Liberty

02/25/824 A.S., 20:43 Sirius Standard Time

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Entering the bar, Elena could already smell the scent of something new in the air, even though she had been here before a dozen times. When she walked out of this place again, she would be somebody new, she knew it. Signalizing the bartender, who already knew her well - maybe too well -, that she just wanted a simple Liberty Ale this time, she went straight to a free, wooden roundtable and sat down. Quickly checking her PDA for the news, whether there was something interesting happening in Liberty. It had been quite a busy day for her, not essentially because of much fighting, but rather because of the whole lot of talking she had had to do in the last few hours. With good guys, with bad guys, with weirdos, with perverts ... oh my.

Impatiently tapping on the table with her fingers, she looked in the direction of the entrance. Not that she was in a hurry, she just wanted to get business done as soon as possible. And that business couldn't be done alone. One needed partners. And as though by chance, her partners in this deal would be two very good friends: Sarah Fenn and Nick Stenn.

As she had a sip of the Liberty Ale she had ordered, Elena remembered what the actual reason for this meeting was. A few days ago, Sarah, Nick and herself had done a mission for a Zoner called Kyu Akibara, a mission that had contained looking for Hacker installations in Magellan and Galileo. During this flight, they had realized how well they were truly able to work together. As time went on, they saw themselves flying together much more frequently, until they finally hit the point they decided they would want to start something bigger - to group up as a band of mercenaries.

Now, only Sarah and Nick were missing to finish this decision. After that, they could finally call themselves the name they already had in their heads: "The Forlorn Hope".