Toledo Lounge

[Jeremy Hunter]

Jeremy slumped into his usual spot in front of the bartender. His usual soda dropped down, and he drain it in one gulp.

"Something wrong Hunter?"
"Got our butts kicked in Delta, then lost my replacment bomber in a matter of minutes."
"Wow."
"God, all the supplies to my cruiser seem to disappear..."

The bartender nodded and placed another glass, which he then refilled seconds later.

"Bad day?"
"Coulda been worse."
"How?"
"Easy. BHG coulda sent a huge force agaisnt us, plus the Nomads coulda come from 92 and Major, and dont forget the Navy and LSF might finally get pissed and send a fleet through Alaska."
"True Major, very true."
"Good thing I gots me an AI."
"How so?"
"I need help, I get a jacked hyperdrive capable ship."
The bartender nodded and placed four glasses down.

Four seconds later four more.

so on and so forth.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.