' Wrote:A man in navy uniform walks into the tearoom and looked around, he picked a table and sat down,
the bartender came: "What can I get you?"
-A cup of tea, please."
The bartender places the smoking cup on the table. "Enjoy."
-Thanks."
God this trading is killing me, I deserve this tea and some rest, heh. He thought.
The four quiet oriental men at the table, three in KNF uniform, and one with the cap and trim of a KNT Trader, bowed and smiled as each new arrival entered the Tea Room. The sipped tea quietly, and seemed engaged with an ornate hookah on the table. It bore a raised glasswork apple of gold.
Chijin: Our young pilots do well. They improve with each kill. I predict good things.
Shikikan: Hai! How is trade faring in Kusari, Hex?
Hex: Our guest traders increase. They know our naval pilots stand guard.
Chijin: Hai!
Hex: I will miss Chuushin. He was a great Holy Man and advisor.
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