Alert Station: Ortega's Bar and Grill.

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Liberty Security Forces Administration Manager of R&DD Rick Bidwill (IE the department bureaucrat) Under the delicate hands of Secretary of R&DD Dr.J-Wilkins command he is rather left unattended. Not due to any particular reasons Dr. J-Wilkins is a busy man. Rick Bidwill is a strong willed former Senior Agent before getting promoted. This promotions gave him a sense of command. Some within bounds while sometimes moving too far ahead of his Department. He isn't much into glorying himself as he is more interested in pushing the "Conservative side of LSF politics", that is having more of a military structure. This of course clashes with alot of the newer pilots, and some ace pilots within the LSF. Bidwill is not afraid to point out flaws within command and surely not afraid to point out flaws in Agents below him.


-Rick enters the bar with a few of his friends-

His favorite spot is along the bigger window facing the star that pears in a faint light. It's a booth like seating arrangement. And usually the best seat in the Bar. And it is always reserved for Rick Bidwill. Today, a gangling pilot is sitting in his seat with a few others.

-Rick walks up to the booth-

Rick: Pilot, I'm afraid you're in my seat. This is reserved for me and those who are MY friends.
Pilot: Eh? Ahaha that's cute kid...
Rick: Kid? You're talking to a higher rank officer! What is your name? -As he asked, he vaguely remembers, this is David Gee, Agent-
Gee: AH! ...
Rick: Gee, you're pilot Gee! You rumpus punk!
Gee: Oh I'm famous...wait you're that guy I met outside that research station eh???
Rick: Yeah I'll be more then happy to finish up your discipline referral with another case of disobeying orders!
Gee: -Takes a drink- I could care less about your "Discipline Referrals," but if ya know whats good for you you better just find yourself another seat, you aren't flattering yourself -Gee's two friends stand up and let Gee out, while all three stare each other down-
Rick: You look mad, son...whatca going to do? Hit me? Hit en officer of rank? -Smirks at Gee- I don't think you have the caliber to mess with me.
Gee: Right...right...riii -Take as a large swing at Rick's face connecting and throwing him into Rick's friends. By this time, the other pilots in the bar have taken notice and now begin to gather around-

Rick and Gee aren't small men by any means, these pilots are well conditioned and trained. From their start as AiT's to every single morning by order they are to do training. It would be no surprise if these pilots kill each other it is within their capacity.

-Rick tackles Gee into the booth's table punching him with right and left hooks, Gee closes the distance and throws him off and over another table. Rick dodges a punch and arm locks Gee into the table. -

Rick: -Breathing hard- Had enough Gee? you just earned yourself suspension!

-Gee takes a glass bottle with his other arm and smashes into the table -it breaks- and stabs it into Ricks hand resting on the table-

Rick: AHHHH! You
Gee: Screw you! -Laughs- C'mon man I'm just getting started!!!
-Rick slams his head into the table which is now bent. Gee twists around and elbows Rick in the head. With enough force to disable Rick, Gee takes advantage. -

Mean while the Navy pilots sit and watch.

Navy pilot one: Look at those girls go,
Navy Pilot 2: Yeah sweet hearts don't get too hurt you'll need your hands
Navy pilot 1: nah they can just use each other's mouths....

-Gee and Rick stop fighting-

Rick: What did you say to me boy?
Gee: Stiff nose pansy wants to join in?

-Gee and Rick move over to the Navy pilots and tipping over their drinks on their laps and slapping them both in the face-

Navy pilot 1: PRICK -Gets up-
Gee: * mockingly* Prick -has the pilot gets up Gee punches him in the face*
-This of course turns the fight of LSF and Navy pilots. All while Ortega returns to find his bar one big fighting brawl-

Ortega: *Shouting* YOU ALL HAVE 30 SECONDS TO GET OUT OF MY BAR BEFORE I BRING HELL ON ALL OF YOU!

He repeats this till everyone hears him, some continued fighting as they seemed to enjoy it but the Military Police finally rolls in to separate the Pilots.

-All pilots were given punishment for their brawl, Navy received the harsher punishment and the LSF only received a lecture.-


After hours of clean up Ortega is left over looking his bar seeing the amount of damage a handful of pilot can do. He sighs and begins to clean it is 4 hours before closing.

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