Meteora Bar, Planet Malta

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5 months...That's how much time has passed since the last time Samantha
was on Malta and it wasn't due to an overdue vacation either. Half of the time she was away from Malta,
Samantha was literally a step away from death, broken, burnt and frozen in the open space. Even the
doctors at the Canaria medical centre didn't quite know how she survived, perhaps she was just too damn
stubborn to give up on life.

After checking up with her squadron mates and a quick visit home, she decided it was high-time to see an
old friend...the only one she missed really.

Fast forward....The sun was high up in the sky, the birds were singing and everything was pretty much
idyllic except the absolutely monstrous hangover Sam had, her head literally felt as if her brain was
featured in an episode of "Will it blend" and the fact that she slept over with her clothes and make up wasn't
helping much either...Pause...Too far...Rewind

The Meteora a fancy new bar that opened only days before she got mangled up like an old banger in a
Junker demolition derby. Her plans of visiting the place early were cut short by a nuclear explosion and a
plasma shot to the cockpit, however the fancy bar was the set place for the reunion with her friend.

She walked in wearing a classy "little black dress" and high heels, not one bit concerned or ashamed
because of the robotic prosthesis which now replaced her right leg. Several of the bar patrons promptly
checked her more...organic attributes before starring at the robotic leg like it was something that could
murder their children and rape their wives.

Sam found a nice little empty, sat down, and patiently waited for the waiter to arrive.

[color=#FFFF66]"What would you like ma'a..."

[color=#FFCCCC]"A bottle of Bretonian Blue Label whiskey, please"

[color=#FFFF66]"Right away!"

A minute later the waiter arrived with the distinctive angular bottle of the whiskey, opened it and poured a little bit in the glass.

[color=#FFCCCC]"Thanks"

Sam picked up the glass and took a tiny sip...then took another significantly longer.

[color=#FFCCCC]"Oh how I missed you, you old bastard..."

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