Ian stood quietly to the side, watching and examining these new allies as he had done so many times before.
Another water drinker? What sort of naval officers are these? I've seen nunnerys with less sobriety.
He turned to Carl Anders.
"Good to meet you Mr. Anders. Im Ian Holmes. So, is this the pace of parties around here? Some entertainment would liven up the place. Music, dancing, that sort of thing. Drinking till you cant hold onto the floor perhaps? A good pool tournament, or a round of cutthroat cards?"
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|