Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

[Xing]

Isabelle looked back at Jimmy, her cyan eyes somewhat confused, just for a moment.

"Hi, Jimmy. It's been... a long while. How are you?" she asked, her voice controlled, but not quite as artificially polite. It was merely her normal voice that somehow fewer and fewer people heard of these days, one that only the intimate circle of people in her life heard because she felt safe enough in their presence.

They too, weren't many.

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