Juan, was still remarkably sober, having not dwned H-Fuel, he nodded to Thrakhath and looked in astonishment as Roundhouse swayed back out the door.
"Anyway Loh, today was an intereting one... I came home from gamma with a fair few of you in my hold today, I thought we were on a role and then you torped yourself again...
Bah, well. I think we did our job, how many corsairs was it, for the loss of four sabres? Not bad for a days work, and I got me three of them myself."
Juan downed a whisky and looked at loh waiting for a responce. Lohingren was still gasping for air and watering at the eyes slightly having drunk Roundhouse's death-juice.
"Oh yeh, he added as an aside, doesn't this Xing guy give you the creeps?"
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