[font=Century Gothic]Sergei was almost falling asleep on his seat when the background music 'woke' him up. Whenever he tried to remember the past skirmishes in Omega 50, his mind was eventually disconnected, like begging for some more sleep hours. He took a gulp from his glass filled with some kind of liquor as he heard somebody whistling a rather familiar song for him. He turned his head to the source of that whistling, noticing a girl a few meters from him.
"Coming from the poisonous mists of Leeds, may I assume?" Sergei asked, making a great effort to avoid yawning. [color=#FFCC99]"Good to see the toxic waste didn't silence the workers clamor at all..." He added in a lower tone, wondering if she would have any link with the Coalition.
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