Izzy sighed. "Still a show-off."

Izzy looked around, listening. She sighed, knocked back her Vodka, ordered another, and drummed her fingers on the bar.

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Tharog chuckles.

"I got no reason tae backstab ye. I am merely trying tae provide help fer rebels and revolutionaries."

He looks around for people who came in after him and notices his "sister" Veera. He smiles and turns back to Alec.

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[[Alec looks back at Tharog...]


" In that case , maybe something good can come out of this.
Maybe your able to boost my broadcasts?Nevertheless i propose a toast! "

[Alec still have hes doubts since hes past was filled with be treason and treachery ]

"Sounds good tae me!"

He gestures to the bartender.

"Two whisky"

Upon receiving their drinks, Tharog raises his glass.

"Fer freedom and democracy!"

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A Hell FM manager, a revolutionary cohort, and plenty of surly bar patrons.

Not a bad haul.

The pilot put his bottle down and sighed wistfully; maybe a fight would lighten things up. If not, well...

Veera looks at Tharog and smiles a little, then raises her glass slightly and takes a small sip.

"For freedom..."

- she says quietly to herself.

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Leon glanced over the chap with the rose and said

"Don't mind the pansy with the rose Izzy."

He scratched his head slightly before continuing

"Your father kicked you out?" He takes a sip of his beer "Well, if it makes you feel better, pain isn't reserved only to you. Take no offense, but by doing that he wasn't much of a father anyway."

He glanced around...

"Speaking of which, I barely knew mine, he disappeared 18 years ago..."

Julian rolled his eyes, and muttered something about uncivilised drunkards before returning to his drink. Ah well. Opinions of idiots hardly matter... he though to himself, glancing at Leon for a moment with a look one would give a child bothering them. Removing a PDA from his pocket, he scrolled through the newsfeed from the base, stopping on an interesting topic and beginning to read.

---

"No offense taken Leon."

Her comm beeped. Checking it, she sighed.

"Please excuse me, but I need to check my fighter."

Izzy payed for her drinks, got up, and left, twirling a combat knife as she went.

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' Wrote:An angry voice can be heard just outside the doorway to the bar. "Aye Chica, you may share my blood but you call me a half breed witch again and it'll be your blood spilled!" A young latina woman enters the bar as she slams her comm unit shut. Her long red hair glistens like copper beside her olive skin.

Angry and frustrated she looks around the bar and spies the man singing softly. Heading towards his table she calls out to the bartender, "Three shots of your best tequila, no salt, no lime." After a brief pause she adds with a gesture, "And whatever this one is having."

Without asking she takes a seat and rubs her forehead, trying to stave off a migraine sized headache. "Buenos tardes amigo. Pray that you never have the family troubles like me. Corsair and Outcast are alike, both hate me due to the mixed blood. Romeo and Juliet does not compare to the marriage of my parents. The blood spilled at the wedding alone was enough to curse them and me, their progeny."

She sighs deeply and mutters, "From la familia to the Zoners, and then even they say to get out for fear of reprisal. Aunque la mona se vista de seda, mona sequeda. In spite of a new look, things remain the same no?"

*another sigh*

"Such is the life I chose on my own. I take the work where it can be found."

As she waits for the drinks to arrive, she takes a small pill case from her jacket and pops two of them. "So, que paso with you? It's been a while has it not?"

*Dane smiles, still strumming the guitar in a sot melody*

"Yeah, is suppose it has? Im glad your doing ok"

*Takes another drink of his bourbon and coke - She nods, looking impatiently down the bar for the drinks, noticing that the bartender is taking a while*

"...As for family" *Dane says* "...i don't think i can help ya there *smile* never was much a use to my own family, and somewhere along the way, i just forgot how it all works."

"Whats with your familia? What, you dont talk to them?" *She asks*

*Dane begins singing softly...* "...does the pain weigh out the pride...as you look for a place to hide...did someone break your heart inside?...are you in ruins?..."

*He takes another pull off his drink*

"All my family are Ageira exec's. My mom and dad, it was kinda like a...i dunno...an arranged marriage. Both families wanted to strengthen their holdings or something. So...*deep breath* they get married, have kids, me and my two brothers. Jim and Todd. Jim is working his way up the ladder pretty well, and Todd right behind him."

*Dane smiles as the drinks are brought over - although he didn't ask for one, Mick got him another jack & Coke*

"Thanks Mick - the ladies drinks are on me by the way - its what i owe for being such a recluse these days" *chuckle*

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