The Leaky Pilsner

[Qunitinius~Verginix]

Ferdimond steped through the airlock, quickly ajusting his helmet to make sure any oxygen wasn't leaking in.

"Ahhh, beaumont, I love this place. Corporal!"

"Yessir?" Said anotehr Helghast

"Get me a spot in that bar, the one with the best lager. After the raid I am feeling a little parched."

"Ayesir." And the corporal walked off.

Two Junkers came to meet him. "Gun Commander Ferdimond! Its good to see you here. The dock master said you were bearthed."

"I just came it. I struck an SA patrol fleet today. A frigate which was quickly annihilated and a few fighters. I managed to board the firgate as it died and we captured around fiftey Navy Crewmen and libertated some Rogue, Junker and Outcast pilots."

"Good to hear it, are the prisoners in the brig?" Said the second junker

"Yeah, do what you want, I'll give em to you if you make sure my ship is up to scratch by the time I launch."

"You got it, Commander, They'll be put to work in the smelter, adn tehn mabey shipped to Peurto Rico to mine H-fuel."

"They deserve every hardship we dish out. Now, Im off to get a drink."

The two Junkers walked onto the 'Vengence' frist making sure they had oxygen tanks and masks. Ferdimond walked along the wide hallway to the main section, where all the shops, and bars were located.

He turned left a few times then a right and then down a ladder to a dim-lit hallway. Ahead was the sign for 'The Leaky Pilsner'. His Corporal was waiting.

Despite being on of the most run-down of all the bars in the Sirius Sector, it was one of the best run. Ferdimond sat at booth away from the window. Two of his officers and a Junker wearing an oxygen tank followed him and sat down.

The booth sealed itself in with a clear plastic bubble and a sligh hiss was heard. This was the cue and Ferdimond took of his helmet and breathed deeply. The oxygen had been replaced by the 'Helghan Air' as it was commonly known to the Sirius Undwerworld.

Ferdimond put a coin into a slot and seletecd his drink, and soon from a hole in the wall, a mug full of dark Lager appeared. He then took out a map of Liberty Space.

"To buisness, we have several threats, both form the police and from the xenos in the north. What do you suggest we do?"

ooc: all other memebrs of the Bar are welcome to join in the discussion of tactics and strategy with Ferdimond.

Verginix Out

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