Manhattan Bar and Lounge

[TDLdark]

A middle aged man walks in, carefully skirting around a man that seems to be causing some ruckus. He takes note of some Army marines staring at the man, nodding to their companions and quietly laughing, while making grotesque faces towards the large fellow.

Sitting down at a stool..
"Greetings there Jeremy, a round of that Bretonian brandy over there"

"Long day Mike?"

"As always"

"Here ya go, ya know the bill right?"

"Yeah...here"

The man pulls out his wallet and quickly scans his card into the pay machine nearby. He turns around on his stool and surveys the scene. The marines are still silently jeering at the large man. One makes a cross with his fingers while another pretends the stab the cross with a fork.
In a corner lays a beaten man, quietly singing. A group of naval officers scowl in his direction, rubbing their fists, while a bartender talks to them.

The man gets up and picks up a Newsfeed from a table. He activates it and scans the news highlights. More attacks...some 522nd fleet destroyed...a Osiris in New York. He sighs and continues to scroll, sipping from his glass now and then. One headline catches his eye. A DSE mobile base destroyed by a bounty hunter? More sighs come.

"Hmm.....oh that...it causes quite a ruckus, but eh, sometimes these things happen."

"I know...I see it a lot"

"Don't worry Mike, I hear Liberty's getting better and better."

"Ahh perhaps...well...I have reports to write"

"Good day then officer"

The man walks out of the bar, stepping over a drunk that had fallen into the aisle. Robots quickly moved to sweep him into a corner. Taking one last look at the gloomy scene, he turned around and exited slowly.

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TDL Dark pretty much hit the nail on the head..

Ypsilantis Family