The Abyss on Holmfirth Depot

[Stefan]

The time Jacob took from leaving his Claymore at his place to the bar was less than five minutes. He used came to Holmfirth to only request repairs, but this time he thought on stopping by the bar. Long time he had done anything other than flying and planning. As he stepped through the door a few eyes turned, most of them not recognizing his jovial looks. Jacob still dressed as a 80's punk rockers from Earth, although he was already close to his 30's. He quite enjoyed the style, that much was clear.

Sunglasses taken off he moved through the low mist, heading to the bar, barely shaking heads with McKay on the way.

"Gaian Absynthe, two blocks of ice, don't add sugar. Oh and add a Basil leaf, will ya?"

Said the punk to the barkeep as he slowly face back.

"It's a nice place you have here McKay, real nice."
"Kinda reminds me of home."

He laughed alone on his own joke. Although McKay probably didn't know, Jacob was a Londoner.
That place was nothing like New London.