Three Bottles

[Caliban]

Barrier Gate, Coronado System
The Ramen Restaurant

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"[Ugh...I should've thought twice about all this!]"

Vincent left out an exasperated groan as he leaned back against the chair's backrest. A constant, mind numbing conversation kept him busy while waiting for either Cobra or the Direktor to arrive in this not so humble establishment. A simple discussion between himself and, of course, himself. Whether the reserved table was good enough for the occasion. What if the kusari ambience wasn't enough - the music, the people, the FOOD? He should've brought something to drink before anyone saw too. Or should he? Maybe it was better to just make an order as the waiter came by their spot

There were a lot of things to consider which by default: he did not. The other side of this excruciating dialogue suggested a more laid back approach and with less indirect 'publicity' as to not attract unwanted attention. In the end both had agreed to a quiet table somewhere in the 'south' side of the restaurant. Circular, medium sized and made of wood normally fit for four individuals. As such, four chairs of the same material were neatly placed around the main piece. Cutlery and glasses of water were already present for all seats, while Vincent's were very much not there. The only thing holding him company other than the voices in his head was a bottle of scotch he'd grossly drain every now and then. There wasn't much taste to it anymore, but he still enjoyed the buzz it'd give.

"[Anytime now, come on.]" - said the merc quietly under his nearly intoxicating breath were it not for the restaurant's good ventilation and nose tingling smell of ramen and traditional kusari cuisine.

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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