Drunken Sailor

[Erremnart]

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"Bombshell?", Virginia wondered, but then shook her head in agreement, "Hmm... that sounds like a place for me, and it actually matches what I want to do with my brain.". From Houston, she remembered bars with much more crude names than this one. For a good portion of their trip, she just looked around at the booming city that Fort Ramsey was and compared it to Planet Veracruz as she remembered it. The wind, she missed the real wind in here.

As they were approaching the shuttle station, she asked him a curious question, "How is your little Alliance faring as a whole - has anything interesting happened?". She had to admit to herself that she was actually interested in the answer - she was practically grounded at the moment. The vast majority of her crew was gone now, either with their families or on a long journey of exploration of what the Liberty Free Republic had to offer. And her Roanoke was currently undergoing a deactivation sequence - shutting down the reactor and decontaminating it for maintenance and modifications.

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