Manhattan Bar and Lounge

[Sarawr!?]

A young redheaded woman, wearing the uniform of a Liberty Navy fighter pilot, with a Sub Lieutenant's bar on her collar wanders into the lounge and plops herself down on a couch toward the front of the room, looking around a bit and then relaxing.

"Mmnh, sure is nice indeed!"

She nodded and looked in the direction of the man with the suit, agreeing with his comment and laughing softly.

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[LN] Recruitment | Rachel Baker Bio

[Maj.Marshall]

Zach Marshall walked back into the bar he had been up for the past 3 days flying looking but hadnt found

anything. Zach walked up to the bartender. "Can i get a Bretonian Scotch and a Steak" Zach grabbed his

jacket and made sure his pistol was in his holster still and looked around the bar and walked over to a table

and took a seat and started thinking about those old times. Zach looked around the bar room once again

and saw a Young woman laughing. Zach started feeling lonely and took a long swig of his scotch and looked

out the window at city

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Sometimes Violence is the only way to settle things

[Akura]

"You look rough" A deep voice uttered from behind him, a Navy recruit propped himself against a pillar directly infront of Zach, "Drinks on me"

He moved his massive, muscular body forward and extended a hand,

"The name is Duke Armstrong" he laughed a deep and powerful laugh and scoped the bar, returning his attention, "Mind if I?" he indicated to the space opposite Zach.

[Maj.Marshall]

Zach Set and his glass down and moved his hand down to his gun and turned around

"Ya these past couple of weeks have been hard"

Zach reach back around and grab his scotch and took a long swallow of it

and turned back around to man. Zach motioned to the seat across from him.

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Sometimes Violence is the only way to settle things

[Akura]

"Thanks" Duke said sitting down.

He relaxed his gargantual arms on the table, his very figure straining his uniform.

"Target practice is boring" he chuckled, "But I welcome the break"

Duke took a sip from his water, then leaned back, the seat struggling under his weight.

"A few more hours on the clock and I'm done in Ontario, at least for now" he said softly.

[Maj.Marshall]

Zach looked over the man "Not a problem, so who do you work for Mr.Armstrong?"

Zach took a bite of his steak and studied the man some more.

Zach finished his scotch and called the bartender over and ordered another scotch

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Sometimes Violence is the only way to settle things

[Akura]

"The Navy?" Duke replied, trying to figure out if it was a trick question or not.

He studied the menu-thing, then waved the waitress down,

"I'll have the steak, between to halves of a loaf of bread, with lots of salad and stuff in it" he requested,

"You want a giant... steak sandwich? Okay... fine." she replied, chewing her gum in annoyance...

He took another sip of water as she left.

"Yeah, recruit stage, brand new Executioner, though I spent five years in the LSF, so It's rather unnessesary to go through training..." he said, slightly perplexed.

He shifted in his place, the seating creaking and complaining....

[Maj.Marshall]

"Ahh i see...soo what did you do for the Lsf?"

Zach was starting to get anxious he looked over at the clock

it was getting to be that time. Zach pulled out his wallet and looked at the bill

He threw a 20 out on to the table and took another swig of his scotch

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Sometimes Violence is the only way to settle things

[Akura]

"Kill people mostly, covertly, nothing the public could ever find out about... or something" Duke replied.

His sandwich arrived and he too ka large bite out of it, equivilant to two regular mouthfuls.

"Wasv't ma thung" Duke mumbled, whilst chewing.

[Maj.Marshall]

"Well uhh i gotta go Thanks for the talk bud " Zach grabbed his jacket and put his hood up checked his

pockets for his wallet and knives and snaped his gun in place and thanked the bartender

Zach walked toward the door and pushed iit open and walked out.

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Sometimes Violence is the only way to settle things