Toledo Lounge

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Lieutenant Zane walked past a higher officer on his way in. Not that there would be many lower officers than him in the bar. Zane sighed at his predicament and walked up to the counter. It had been a long day. They had just been on high alert since a massive nomad force moved through Minor and he had been in the thick of the defending force.

Luckily, both forces didn't meet, but he knew all too well what would have happened if they did. He had seen it too many times before. Too many friends lost.

The bartender served him a drink and he barely took notice of the burn or taste as the liquid traversed down his esophagus. It had been a long day and it would start all over again once the ship had been repaired. Best to grab a drink and some sleep.

Lyle entered the bar for pretty much the first time since he joined the Order. He could see several people scattered around the bar. Most of whom were quiet abit higher rank then he.

He sat down at the bar (//or whatever the place that bartenders serve drinks at).

"Can I get you anything?" The bartender asked.

"Liberty ale," Lyle replied.

He glanced at his side and saw a man with a Lt. rank pins with a slightly depressed expression.

"Been a long day?" Lyle asked the man next to him. "Oh, by the way, I'm Ensign Lyle Marshall, joined the Order alongside the other new recruits not long ago."

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Freelancer Harry.Dresden
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