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The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Jam - 08-30-2011
A large room, filled with newly polished tables and chairs, often occupied by members of the BMM, and sometimes, with members of Her Majesty's Most Diligent Inderdiction Wing - The Queen's Privateers. Silent music playing in the background fills the dull view of asteroids and Light Blue sun. Pilots who come here seek for relaxation, friendly talks, or maybe just a break from constant fighting for the Queen.
That is The Frontier's End.
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Jam - 08-30-2011
Lord Moore entered the bar, and headed directly to the bartender. "A scotch, please." He said nervously. Something was shoaling under his uniform, and appearently, it was tickling him. Bartender looked at Moore with raised eyebrow. It slowly punched its way out of Moore's uniform. Bartender looked at Moore again, pretty much shocked. "You raise squirrels?" Moore rolled his eyes and replied. "Eh... it's a chipmunk. I call him Alvin." He chuckled and grabbed his scotch. Alvin meanwhile sat on Moore's shoulder, looking around. "He's cute." Bartender smiled and put her hand near Alvin's nose. "I wouldn't try that... He bites." Bartender then didn't try to socialize with him, and rather continued in doing her job. Moore meanwhile found a seat at a near empty table.
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Junes - 09-02-2011
A scary, tall man with a furrowed face entered the room. A mix of anger, tiredness and frustration lay on his face, he needed to vent it now, without regard to the others. He didn't look around, instead he went with resolute steps towards the bar. With a loud and angry voice he ordered a beer. The bartender immediately brought such, without a thank or a smile he grabbed the bottle, the bartender didn't even have time to offer him a suitable glass. Mark Stuart, a name who might not fit the character and appearance of such an man, picked a random table and sat down. His brawny, almost oversized body attracted quite a lot attention among the other guests. With depreciatory glances at them, he quickly emptied his small bottle of brown ale, dropped off his disproportionately tiny glasses and slowly rubbed his tired eyes.
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - mtjsmith - 09-02-2011
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With a crash, the doors to the bar opened once more. Fergus had always liked to make an entrance and once the patrons of the bar looked at him with scowls, he smirked. The last time he set foot in here, his fellow privateers had seen fit to point guns at his head. It did not bother or faze him. If anything, he relished the challenge. He strode up the bar.
"Double whisky."
At first he sipped the whisky, to find out it's taste and complexion. It's after-taste was warm and peaty. There was a little smokiness to the flavour, it wasn't bad but not one of the better whiskys he had been served in his life. He promptly downed the glass and dusted down his ancient Bretonian Naval Uniform. He turned to another of the privateers at the bar.
"Double whisky. Yer paying."
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Tomtomrawr - 09-03-2011
'Boss,' Adam Patterson mumbled to the Lord Privateer while slipping into a chair opposite him. 'How's it going?'
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - mtjsmith - 09-06-2011
The man he was addressing got up and left the bar, irking Fergus. He turned on his bar stool towards Adam.
"I said, double whisky!"
He smashed his fist down. Fergus wasn't the time of man to be kept waiting. He was highly aggrieved over the events of the last few days. Kusari pressing on, Mercenaries hired to kill the small band of Privateers at every turn. Bretonia needed some quick wins... and supplies.
"Look lad, I had tae strong-arm two bleeding miners intae actually movin' their metals tae Kensington.. Then run aff fae three mercenaries hired tae come a'fer me aye? I think tha' ye should buy ya C'pain a nice double whisky eh lad!"
He stretched his arms out forwards, shaking his clearly old and battered uniform out and freeing his hands. Lest he be caught out if his fellow Privateer saw fit to point a gun at his head... again.
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Jam - 09-06-2011
Moore turned towards Adam. "Pretty good. You?" Alvin, who was sitting on Moore's shoulder never actually liked when his owner was talking with unknown people. He jumped on Adam's head, and started messing in his hair. Moore chuckled.
"Come on, Alvin. It's Adam. A fellow Privateer." He tried to grab him then, but Alvin protested. "It looks like he likes your head. Moore laughed, and looked at pretty shocked Adam, who didn't know what to do.
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Junes - 09-08-2011
It just came to Mark's mind that he never really intruced himself his fellow privateers. He had a short talk with Lord Moore a few days ago, right after he had joined the Queen Carina's Privateers. Mark now wanted to forget about that incident twenty minutes ago. Although he was despondent and weary, he decided to join Moore, who Mark had just spotted on the other side of the bar. Mark's luggish and dull pace finally led him to a bar stool next to Moore and another man he didn't know yet. A tall and fist hand hit Moore's shoulder from behind, followed by the surprisingly high, yet bleeping voice of Mark. "Evenin' Sah, can I offer ye a drink?" As he soon spotted the crawling animal on the other man's coat, he quickly added: "Ohh, a chipmunk, soo cute, what's his name?"
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Jam - 09-08-2011
Moore turned to Mark. "Oh... it's you. This is Alvin." He pointed at the chipmunk. Alvin spotted a new person in sight, and he jumped on him right away. Moore chuckled. "No thanks, I already have a drink."
The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site - Junes - 09-08-2011
Mark suddenly was delighted, he began to smile. "Heh, I love animals, of almost any kind, my room in my parent's house, was crowded with loads o' different pets 'n' we had like 6 cats roaming in tha house every day. Hah, this one's pretty swift." Mark tried to catch and caress the chipmunk which rapidly leaped all around his body.