E-Leaders meet for a Drink.

[Wesker]

Planet Malta 15APR828 2200

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The relief of taking off a cardamine-breather was almost as good as the liquor that was soon to follow. Malta's surface was more than a breath of fresh air to the old Sicario, his time away was much longer than expected - but not without a good reward. The TESLA guns remained secure in his hold, even what was left of the Legion's engineers weren't allowed to pry into it until he talked it over with Eliza.

Ezio headed over to the usual spot where the former group of Legionnaires would get together for occasions like this. The bar was welcoming, some of Malta's finest smugglers and aspiring pilots all hurdled together - a good place to celebrate a drink or blow off some steam. Ezio adjusted his fleece to fold over his gun just a bit better before sitting down, he looked around, taking in just how much quieter the place was with so few Legionnaires left lurking about. Before he could start to get lost in all the nostalgic thoughts though, Eliza had turned up in the bar. With every stride she took more people turned over and glanced at the Maltese woman, her hair was the same color as their lifeline - everyone wanted a piece.

No one would think to make a move though if she didn't shame them - Ezio would. "I think some of these guys are feeling brave, you'd better be careful." Ezio said as she got closer.