The new Commander walks in with a skip in his step, surveying the room before easing himself into a large, fluffy couch. He stares at the pillows beside him and then throws them onto the floor and eases himself even further into the couch.
Ahh. Bartend, Liberty Ale!
He snaps his fingers as the bartend is pouring the frothy beverage
Actually, make it a double. Oh, and give me one of those little umbrellas.
All the other officers give him a curious look. Malrone's grin soon turns to a scorn...
Got a problem? Good. Didn't think so.
But Malrone was in too good a mood to let them ruin his night. So he drank up and started reviewing patrol reports.
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