Restless Nights

[Caliban]

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->6th of September 828 A.S

[02:00 PM]

Vincent stood on the floor, leaned against one of the bar's couches while staring through the large window the bar had on the side. Multiple bottles of beer littered the floor around him. Tick stood by the counter, cleaning a few glasses with a mildly worn piece of cloth after rinsing them with water. The droid eventually broke the silence as he addressed to Vincent with a crackly, mechanic voice. "It can't be that bad, can it? Come on, V. Liberty won't attack a civilian in the Independent Worlds just like that. And even then, I've heard that friend of yours has the whole Xeno Alliance ready to jump in for you. You've also got plenty of other friends!"

The young nerd didn't respond. Instead he grabbed another bottle which had some beer left inside, albeit warm. He drank whatever was left and rolled the bottle towards the window. The clanking sound between the two objects made itself heard throughout the bar. "Raven told me that the Nomads finally found me out. They could invade this place at any time. To top it all off, the Station is not nearly as ready to fend off any attackers..." he replied with a weak, tired voice. The droid stared at him for a brief second, pausing his routine of cleaning glasses, only to resume after a second, taking his sight off Vincent and back at what he was doing before. "Look. Whatever happens, I can only say that I liked what you did in this place. What we did, if we count that all this booze got you out of some nasty pinches. But it doesn't have to be the end of it. You've still got the Xenos. You've still got the Auxo. And you certainly have three ships at your disposal." said the droid, before lifting the glass he was cleaning above his head, and staring through it to see if it has been cleaned properly. "You tried to not take any sides. But I suppose I'm not the first one to say that you should probably choose one now. Or if you still don't want to do that, I think calling every single friend you've got might be a good idea."

The sound of bottles being toppled started to emanate in the bar as well as the loud footsteps that accompanied them. The droid looked away from the glass to see what is this commotion about. "Vincent?" asked the droid, but nobody was there to reply.

The room stood silent since.

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