Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[Zelot]

Sephardi walks into the bar, he slips up to the bar, looking worn and haggerd. "Whiskey, make it a double." he growls. As the bartender puts up the glass, Sephardi takes and throws the whole drink back, " another " he say, slightly more civiley. Sephardi had been in the cockpit for more than 24 hours. First out doing patrol. It had been a little helish, a zoner Octavio had decided to go bounty hunting in gamma, and needed to be run out of the system. Later a outcast dreadnought broke through the outer defences to get to create. With most of our capships deployed, the timley apperance of an order osiris helped turn the battle our way. Those disposed of He had taken some time to train with the SCRA piolits. They had handed him a gallon of humility, bringing his mood down after a sucsessful patrol. Normally after a patrol like that he would be celibrating, but not today. He through back the drink and got another, taking it he moved into a quiet spot in the corner.

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