Audrey stretched her body a bit as she stepped in the bar, enjoying the large space available around. It also felt good to be in just simple PT clothes - always got to have some fun at the gym before taking a beer. The young officer entered, only wearing dog tag grey T-shirt and shorts bearing the emblems of the LMC, no rank distinguishable. No hierarchy in bars was fine, it was even better if folks quit shining their bars and stars...
She stepped right toward the automated bartender like a veteran of the establishment, knowing where to find what.
"Well, this makes a change from cabins..."
She contemplated her mechanical arms quietly, smiling a bit. What a mess. She'd miss taking a cold beer with real, flesh hands after a long day. Accidents happen, she signed up for the risk... and at least, she could still enjoy that beer she was ordering, right?
She looked around quietly. Not many other marines with whom she served... she only recently took back service after having been in comma and she could only see new faces around. Somewhat puzzled, she leaned against the bar, sipping her liquor.
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