Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

[Jeremy Hunter]

Zack thinks to himself. Why did I have to pick the guy who easily could put his Upholder into the scrapheap And Nomads! Man...I have enough to deal with... He turns. "Hi. Lt. Archer. Or Zack. Iota you mean? Its fine. Kaz is fine-tuning the works...Oh, here he is.

Kazinsal Goldsmith walks in, surveys the room, and spotts Zack. He makes his way over to him, sits down, and says a few sentences before leaving to converse with the others in the bar.

Zack. Iota is up. I need a second-in-command. And since you where the one who was there at the beginning. Kaz slids a small matchbox to Zack, who opens it to see a Commanders bars. Zack stutters and barely can get the words out.

Sir, Im not worthy. Im a lowly Lietanant. Why me?" Kaz smiles. "YOu have potential. Some see it. Oh, and I have my new gunboat. the Langley. He grinns. "Try and get better at dogfighting kid. You will need it.
Kaz gets up and moves away. Zack is frozen with disbeleif. He just is silent. He finally finds his voice.

I am so going to be a screwup...this is crazy... Zack sighs and downs his soda. The waitress brings him another. Suddenly, his communicator chirps. He answers it.

"Bloody Hell...Yeah, Yeah...Same Place, Sam Time...Tell Gwyn i say Hi, ok? Yeah...just go you crazy fool." Zack puts the comm away and looks at the commander.

I have to go. Thanks for talking to me. Zack downs his drink, gets up, and leaves. Seconds later the sounds off his Upholder lifting off are heard, then they slowly fade. The commander scratches his head and ponders the strange behavior, and the sudden promotion by Kazinsal Goldsmith. He shakes his head and continues to drink

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.