"Kalashnikov's", Zvezdny Gorodok

[Xing]

Yue again smiled softly,
"Yes, I guess I am, of those who are less agressive among the ranks of the coalition forces. Few have my... how to say, passive attitude. But, I consider myself no less revolutionary. Just in my own methods. My blade, I use it only when life truly needs to be terminated for the cause. I don't enjoy creating corpses exactly."

"Now, sir, I do not hold any grudge against you - because, to be frank, you did nothing wrong to my eyes, though it is morally... err, wrong, to pop up in the middle of this bar. For one' personal safety, really."

She chuckled slightly, emptying her glass, her face a bit blushing - her tolerance to alcohol, was indeed, very low.
"So, you intend to fly once again for the Revolution? I wonder how will the high command take this. I personally? No problems. We have people with lower moral than the wretched criminals in our rank. You have your ideologies, we had a darned alliance with a cannibal people - this world be a strange world. Unless you aren't telling me all your past, I don't see why they would shoot you down - again, except perhaps because you just landed in the middle of this place... ehehe..."

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