Toledo Lounge

[Irra]

Gunson showed up on entrance in bar ... he looked around and moved in remote corner of it ... he pulled out some notebook and wrote some things ... after that he moved to Admiral and gave him his report ... Not usual thing that pilots do but he done it anyway ... after that he returns in remote corner of bar and orders a drink ...
he was there alone for some time ... not very interested in chit chatting ... not long after that all over Toledo sound a red alert ... he stands up and hurries to to flight deck

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[Irra]

Comes in angry ...

"... damn junk ... damn ships ... damn nomads "

" ... first nephys engines fail , then sekhments engines fail and damn nomads having party in Alpha ... "

" ... i hope Kelt is alright ... he was there alone ... "

Bartender looks at him and offers a drink ... Clark looked at him and smiles at him

" ... like you care about anything of that ... you have your work here ... be happy ... you don't have to fight those things each day ... "

That offended Bartender a bit but he didn't responded he saw Clark was upset.

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[Rodent]

Brian Devons, CIC of the Brindall stepped heavily into the bar. The last few days had been, to say the least, turbulent. As he scanned the room cursorily, he saw Christopher Dangen, friend of the old captain sitting. Registering this fact in mind, he went over to the bartender and asked for a drink.

[Daerune]

Christopher re-entered the bar listrening to his music, he moved over to his normal spot and sat down.

it has been a while since he had dissppaired and he could see some of the people but he didn't pay any attention to them he just sat there looking into his holoprojecter.

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[reavengitair]

"reavengitair" walked slowly into the lounge. Not that he really had time to sit about and chat, however, he had heard much activity was around...

Reclining by the bar in a relaxed state, he just took one small drink, scanning the crowd for anything interesting...

[Rodent]

Robert D souza stepped into the bar. His letter of promotion had come just a few hours back. His face was gay and happy, his stride light. He strode to where the bartender was and said in a loud voice

" Party guys, Drinks on me"

[n00bl3t]

The party was the distraction she needed.

All eyes focused on something else. Boehme depressed the bluegill's button and any recording equipment went night-night.

She walked over to the agent, flicked a blade attached to her left forearm from underneath her sleeve, and watched it pierce the neck of the agent whilst her other hand covered his mouth. She dug into his top and pulled out the recording equipment. She let him slump against the wall next to the seat and walked out.

The entire process took six seconds.

Six seconds where everyone was scrambling for a free drink or watching the commotion.

No-one noticed her.

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It's not a conspiracy, it's localised bias. They're not intelligent enough to form a conspiracy.

[reavengitair]

"reavengitair" stood up by the bar, tilted his head, and looked curiously at the somewhat... "gay and happy" person that stood next to the bartender...

Weird... he thought.

Ahh well. If it means free drinks...

[Daerune]

Christopher still sat in his seat and watched as almost every one crowded around the bartender for there free drinks, Christopher was not a drinker instead he just sat there half of the bar was blocked by the crowd.

Christopher looked at Serge Harper and gave a single wave as if to say hi.

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[reavengitair]

Serge Harper saw Dangen, sitting in his usual spot. He gave a slight wave back, making note never to say "rogue" again.

And thus the party continued... and no-body suspected anything suspicious...