STS Intruder

[DarthBindo]

The doors to the mess burst in, near a dozen pirates bursting in, laden with chests and travel cases, roaring with glee and delight.
The crew of the Ramblin' Rover intended on pillaging the bar; fortunately they intended on doing so with credits rather than rifles.
A lone girl scrambled out of the mass, raising a delightfully golden and shiny cup to silence her crew.
"Hear ye, mates! Today we proved tha' e'en the richest o folk can be touched, tha' e'en the most important men and women of the Houses can be pirated fer all their worth! We chased em down an' left em naked aboard that fancy liner of theirs, takin' in more swag than we seen in months! An' fer tha.....FREE LOOT FER EVERYONE!"
She kicked over the chests, spilling out gaudy silks and clothes, golden and silver dinnerware, candlesticks, gold bars, rings and necklaces encrusted with pounds of stone, anything and everything they had taken.
In the resulting uproar as everyone in the mess hurtled themselves at the lot, she slipped away to the bar.
"Bartender, an Afterburner, iffen ye please."
"After-what?"
Afterburner, a.....ooch, ne'ermoind. Gin, straight up."
"Missie, we don't serve youn-"
She stared at him with that special look all pirates cultivate, the one that burns down into your soul and rapes it repeatedly.
The bartender gulped.
"Ye-e-es'm. Straight away."
After profusely thanking the bartender for the drink, she turned to the two already at the bar.
"Oy mates, i dunnae believe we met. I'm Meaghann Rush, pirate."
She offered her hand to the man sitting next to her.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|