Downtime

[Chuba]

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Corfu's bar presented a familiar metallic vibe reminiscent of its docking bay, albeit a tad more inviting. Yet, the soft cyan glow from overhead cast a dim coolness rather than welcoming warmth. Following the Corsair upheaval at Freeport Nine, Corfu became the new haven in Theta, attracting Nine's regulars and other wanderers from across the Omicrons and beyond, seeking refuge or solace for varied reasons alike. The clink of glasses filling the air along with the low murmurings of the clientele brought forth a sense of familiarity that both pilots often encountered.

Amidst this varied crowd sat Wisteria, settled in a secluded nook away from the mass. The pilot had swiftly swapped out of his flight suit for something more relaxed before arriving at the bar, opting for a comfortable charcoal-grey hoodie that covered his frame loosely. The hoodie was sublty accented with azure stitching, it's luxurious appearance muddied by a worn-out look, showing its age. His choice of attire continued with a pair of faded dark jeans, and a pair of heavily used sneakers finishing his 'don't pay attention to me' look.

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