Libertonian Servicemember's Bar & Grill

[Commissar]

Ripper grinned, shaking the Adjutant'€™s hand.

"Congratulations Sir, it's always good to have someone else on board." The Recruit remembered the Battlecruiser docked outside. "Daresay you'll be giving basic training a miss."

He pulled out a chair at Sius' table, lowering himself gently, lest the table scuff his parade shoes.

"Ah, yes, I remember you. Always seem to meet after a sojourn in an escape pod. I'll pass on the food thanks; I ate on the way in. How'€™s the Douglas treating you?"

Despite the numerous warnings to the contrary delivered at West Point, Ripper couldn't contain his laughter. The young officer just about doubled over at the sight of the sprinting Lieutenant, his nose dangerously close to ending up in one of the numerous beverages on the table.

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