The Rebel's Corner | Invited Players Only

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Ling calmly and slowly entered the bar, much cleaner and refreshed than the previous evenings. The morale in the Rebel camp was higher than ever before with the return of the Havana and Alvarez. For Ling, it meant fresh supplies to the Xi'an and his gunboat crew was now at full strength. It also felt good to be in a fresh and clean uniform. Lt Xu had command of the Xi'an back in Edinburgh and was making preparations for the coming operations. This had allowed Ling to scout ahead and get in contact with the forward elements of the war. It had been a couple of weeks since Ling was on the front line. Too long in his opinion. He stretched his arms and legs out.

"Hrrrrngh. All I ask for is more leg room on an Odin and I'll be much happier." He muttered to himself.

He had spotted Wexler and a few other Junior Lt's. Ling was much like Wexler in many ways. Ling's sense of honour and duty spanned generations of his family's humble farming lives. It had meant that a "small community" mentality prevailed. Ling had a few very good and close friends - however that number had been cut down viciously in recent weeks. It suddenly occurred to Ling, he had very few friends left in the Coalition. He made a conscious effort to try and socially network a bit more tonight.

"Ni hao" He bowed slightly. "May I get anyone here a drink?"

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