"The Barking Spider" Trenton Outpost, New York.

[TonyRistar]

Shouldn't of missed so much. Something was wrong, that ship was everywhere at once. I should've had him.

Tony's thoughts filled his mind, distracting him as Shane spoke. He responded with a "Yeah yeah" half-heartedly believing the man. His eyes were half zoned out, and he finally snapped to it as the bartender came over.

"There was something funny about that pirate. His ship, it was everywhere at once. He couldn't miss. I haven't ever fought something like that." Tony's lips twisted, uncertainty etching at his heavy mountain of self confidence. "I'll get'em next time. Won't leave'em to a smaller, less deadly enemy. I'm gonna turn'em all into junker scrap."

He brought the rest of his ale up to his lips, draining it quickly and slamming the empty glass down roughly, rim first on the counter.

"And you did a fine job, yaself. And yeah, that barge? That frackin thing shoulda just ran that one guy OVER." His smirk took over once more, the familar smugness returning as he patted his holstered blaster for comfort, waiting for his next drink. "Good to have you on my wing."

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