The path of Prospector

[Bernadotte]

Bernadotte entered the Ouray bar, looking obviously tired, swaying towards a table, he was smiling...

Been one hell of a day, he said and sat down, ordering some liberty ale

Soon, York joined him

-Good to see ya alive, Gerard, there were plenty of occasions, when you might not survive

-Hey, man, Indeed, indeed... At any rate, I've already had my fighter stiched back to flyable condition, that transprt's turrets turned out a bit pesky when changing target all the time.

-Yes... Try to dodge next time, ok? And that LSF... Commanding us to leave so rudely, He seemed surprised when he found us.

-Hahaha, Would give all my monthly "gains" to see that LSF's face when he saw your gunboat. Boy, he was surprised !

-By the way, how is the interrogation going? That WU really had a lot of captives onboard.

-Oui, It's obvious they know something about our men, Their "code" forbids them from telling anything, especially when tortured physically. Didn't stop their ancestors from torturing others... Psychic tortures work way better. Water torture, lack of sleep, ridding them of their time sense... those Kusari officers are starting to break. The high brass are still hard, but drop after drop they go weaker. Lower ones know little or nothing, one of them mentioned Shikoku as a place, where Patrick might be held. Incredible, what people can tell for fifteen minutes of rest...

-Excellent, have a rest, you look like living dead, I'll see you later

-Still alive, though feeling dead, adieu.

And Bernadotte fell asleep over the table.