The Forlorn Hope

[Byron]

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Trenton Outpost, New York, Liberty

02/25/824 A.S., 21:18 Sirius Standard Time

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With a raised eyebrow, Elena had a look at Nick. On other days, she would have probably blushed a bit because of the compliment he had just given her and Sarah. But under these circumstances, with him being more than half an hour too late, it was clear to her he just said it to calm her down, as he knew she didn't like lateness. "Nick, you're late", she sighed. "More than half an hour too late." She looked at her glass. "See, I've already drank this whole glass of Liberty Ale, and that means something. I just hope the information you got from Kyushu are worth it."

Actually, she wanted to end now, letting somebody else talk, but as she saw Sarah and Nick were both looking at her, Elena guessed it was still her turn to talk further about the details of their deal. Before that, she made a gesture to the barkeeper that she wanted another glass of Ale. "Alright, so we all know why we're here, I guess. The Forlorn Hope - a great name, if I might praise myself." She laughed. "To be honest, I'm happy I can finally work in a group from now on, will make many things a lot easier." Elena made a small pause before she began talking again. "We still have to clarify some stuff though. Like, should we recruit new people, and if yes, in which way? In which directions should we go - for example, do we want to do shady business as well? All things we have to consider..."

As the glass of Liberty Ale was brought to her, Elena stopped talking. "I also think Nick has the needed paperwork with him, don't ya? But first of all, let's drink to a good start of the Forlorn Hope!"