The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site

[Rubber_Duck]

Slowly entering the bar, James McAstin directly made his way to the barkeeper. The room loooked a bit cold, as it always did before. But with more privateers than usual sitting around, the amount of smoke incredibly increased. "It looks like a foggy day on the british seas in Sol history" he thought".

"Barkeeper! A bottle of 16'er Islay Whisky! If you have the good, clean gaian stuff here... " he chuckles.
Grabbing his bottle, he went to the table Mark and Lord Moore were sitting at.

Being shortly shocked by the chipmunk appearing over Moore's shoulder, nearly dropping his scotch, he asked:
"What the... Hell. A chipmunk... You're weird, Moore. Weird. May I take a seat, fellows? That bottle needs to be emptied..."

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