Aboard the TF7 Honolulu

[DarthBindo]

"Not fancy? Commander, most of the dives i've spent my drinkin' time in didn't have unstained seats, backlighting effects, or avant garde furniture. Compared to a Junker or Zoner bar, this place is the Queen's own ballroom."
The bartender leaned across the bar.
"Sir, we don't have a Sidewinder Fang."
"As expected. Liberty bases never do. Dry gin then. Plain. Columbo's if you have it, else anything will work."
"Anyways, Commander Cain, what is it you officers do for fun around here besides drinking? On Trafalgar, and Freidstadt, and a dozen other bases besides, the only forms of entertainment are drinking whiskey till you drop, singing, and chasing the lasses. And frankly, I can't hold my whiskey like I used to."
He took a sip from his glass. The gin was very smooth.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|