Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

[Xing]

Isabelle smiled quietly as she saw the young woman leave the table. She sipped from her drink, her gaze ever distant, distracted by some memories... she looked outside, peeking up.

Another quiet smile. She imagined it must of been same for her counterparts in the naval branch, the warmth to see their own flagship from a distance...
Actually, she was the only one who could claim such thing. No libertonian flagships could enter atmosphere but her's, the small and powerful Citadelle de Quebec. Her only naval command, but it was fair enough. She accumulated enough first in her career...

"A comrade of yours?" she asked, still staring in the sky at her vessel, noting the return of Alina distractingly.

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