The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub

[Tomtomrawr]

Roger watched the man charge into the bar and land a punch into a patron, knocking him unconscious. He then grinned. Exactly what a Rogue bar should be. He drank from the wine that Dervin had poured into his cup. The slight taste of Sidewinder Fang from what remained of the liquid was what he lavished and held onto.

'More detail? Well, all I can think o' is to only focus on 'ittin' tha minas. They make tha thirty millions a run 'n' tha 'undred o' millions a day, so they're far richer than any traders ya may get on lanes. 'n' ya know exactly where they are, so ya go to 'em instead o' 'em comin' to you. If no minas are there ya know so ya just go 'n' wait somewhere until they return. They can't avoid ya.

'Oh, 'n' Rocs should be tha main ships. They're perfect for fightin' fighters, other bombers 'n' capital ships. 'n' also ya can get 'e anywhere, so they wouldn't be traceable. No trace, so no worry.' He finished the wine, which by now had completely lost the faint taste of his Sidewinder Fang, and put the cup on the table again, using his other hand to reach for the jug and pour another cup full.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.