Meteora Bar, Planet Malta

[Jihadjoe]

Nobody had noticed Arsenio Zavala in the bar. Nothing out of the ordinary. He'd retreated somewhat from public life following resigning his commission with the 101st.

He threw some money down on the bar as the barman picked up the bottle for Marquez.

"It's on me."

Zavala turned to greet Sam.

"Good show in thirty-seven Sam. Almost felt like the old days."

He smiled and took a seat.

"Who are these two?" he asked, indicating Death Runner and Trait, almost as if they couldn't hear.

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[r3vange]

"Ah hell no" [color=#FFFFFF]<span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:100%]she laughed " Now my whiskey will be gone for sure"

[color=#FFFFFF]Sam chuckled again and passed the bottle to Antonio

"Good show on your part too, sure as hell saved my behind from space venting a couple of times. And those two? Well this here is Death Runner, man of a few words but I've gathered he's leading the 81 Syndicate, and this" [color=#FFFFFF] she nodded towards Christina [color=#FFCCCC]"this fine young lady here just became the most hated person in the Omicrons, behold her majesty the Administrator of the 101st"

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[Jihadjoe]

Arsenio gave a half smile.

"I don't envy her. Good to meet you though. Once upon a time I was an Admiral in your fine organisation. Then I wasn't."

He paused for a bit and poured himself a glass from the bottle.

"I'll put myself at your service, provided it's of a reasonable nature, of course. I'm not so directly a part of the navy now. The estate is taking a little more of my time, and I've got some other plans in the works."

He turned back to Sam.

"So what's the story with the leg, Sam? I don't see you for a few months and you come back missing a limb, but having grown a new one..."

He grinned.

"And then save my ass with a well timed razor."

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[r3vange]

[color=#FFCCCC]"Oh well it's quite the story, there was this girl Anna Prentice, who was wanted by the nation, so I went to get her, and I did with the help of Silver from the Reavers,we had her pinned at Barrier Gate. And I got her to come with me to Malta for questioning..."

[color=#FFFFFF]Sam raised her glass towards Antonio for a toast before having a sip

[color=#FFCCCC]"...and then I let her go, but not without giving her a present, a very specific Maltese-made strain in her DNA to be precise. Some time later she got in touch with me, saying she wanted us to talk and I was to meet her on Freeport 10. So I went there, and I'm quite sure she was on the 'port, but before I could land some punk Demnon, Damnon or whatever launched, must have been her boyfriend or something. And well I took a shot in the cockpit, wasn't nice at all. 3rd degree burns all over, the leg gone, forstbites from space exposure and a slight radiation poisoning after getting put back together on Canaria for the past 5 months I saw you guys fighting in thirty-seven and you know the rest"

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[Death.RunningVerminator]

As the two shared stories, Death Runner continued to sit back and listen, grinning and nodding slightly at appropriate times. Noticing the constant talk of alcohol from the voice of Samantha, he wondered something to himself and decided to speak up.

"Question for you, Miss Marquez.. Were you drunk at the time of your 'incident?' One is lead to wonder, with all this talk of alcohol and your obvious admiration for it, if you are perhaps under the influence while flying?"

The group fell silent. The smiling faces of the few seated around them stared at the man in confusion. He picked up his glass and raised it. The silence was quickly broken with his next word.

"Cheers!"

He began to laugh, and the rest followed.

[Pyromaniac]

"Don't worry about it." Eva replied with a sigh. "You honestly think you're the first guy to give me hard time about the way I look?" She shook her head and took her drink from the waiter.

"I'd offer to buy you a drink Torro but I get the feeling like you're working."

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[Barbarossa]

As Samantha told her incident, Hizir came unexpectedly and listened to her. Meanwhile the group was drinking, including Hizir. Hizir drank up the drink, and placed the glass on the table, smirked and repeated Death Runner's question curiously:

''It sure couldn't have been a coincidence, you need to be prepared in thirty-seven, anything could happen any moment. During my 44 years of serving the Navy, there've been never a peacefull day in thirty-seven untill now, while the Colonials are gone, and the IMG attacks have been suppressed by the Gallic invaders.''

Hizir fixes his tie, and preen his black, shiny costume. After that second, he looks up and says:

''Well, you're still an ace, mi senora. I'm just an old, wise gentleman.''

He smiles, and itches his nose. He fills up the glass again with same drink.

''Cheers! This one's for Samantha still being in one piece!''

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[r3vange]

[color=#FFCCCC]Hey, what the frakk is this? Jermano Kyle's show? Down your drinks ladies and gentlemen"
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Sam raised her glass and half a second latter the amber liquid was gone leaving only its biting taste in her mouth

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[Lonely_Ghost]

Tall man with athletic figure leisurely came to bar.
Double rum, with medium shugar cola, one cardi and double ice por favor.
He took drink and slowly went to take a seat in a shadow. He made few sips and then closed he's eyes for a few seconds. He made deep breath.
Much better now...
Man put holopad on table near glass of drink.
Let's see, this done, this done, and this also done. Whats there? Oh.... Final tests not initiated yet.
He activated his comm. device on right hand.
Its Dr Ruiz's reception? Tell him, that Roland Edwards wants to talk with him now.
Right after few seconds he was connected.
Hey amigo, Edwards here. I see, that final tests not finished, or better to say, not started. Can I know the reason?
After few minutes of talking he took a holopad, and written message to Hizir.
[color=#999900]" Choose three slawes, who has strong addiction to cardamine. Order to send them to Galicia sation with next supply transport there. Your amigo, Roland Edwards."
Then he made last sip and went out.

[Stefz]

Cristina smirked as she slowly finished her glass of Tequila. She stood up, obviously requiring attention.

"Alright, Signorinas and Signores, I'd like to ask everyone but Signorina Samantha and Signore Death Runner to give us some privacy. There are important things to talk about which require our full concentration."

With that said, Cristina sat down, waiting for others to leave so they could start the discussion.

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