The Marquess walked down the pathway his black boots clunking as his Armed forces great coat trailed as he ran under the cover of the verandah the guards at the door saluted him which he returned entering the establishment for the first time in months.
As he looked to the stairs leading up to were the Nobility wined and dined he made a sudden detour heading right into the public bar as he thought to himself. I think I might just have an evening with my fellow armed forces personal it couldn't hurt to indulge onself with the company of ones country men.
The Marquess ordered a Rheinland beer at the bar smiling as he took it from the Barman best of a bad bunch he thought to himself as he sat down in a lounge by the window staring at the lightning and the rain.
lieutenant commander Lee Adama entered after surrendering all his weapons at the entrance he walked towards the table he reserved for himself at the citizenry part of the restaurant. While walking his metal leg and walking stick clunked clunked against the wooden floor almost the entire restaurant turned to see the source of the noise almost immediately as they sat eye on, his rank and insignia they turned their heads and began eating again. After asking a waiter to make sure the table remained reserved he headed slowly up to the bar. In which he immediately ordered bretonian ale and sat on one of the bar stools slowley sipping the ale.
After drinking the ale he headed for the reserved table as he sat down on the chair, his brother Liam Adama approached the table. Liam was dressed in a sharp 3 piece suite he quickly shook his brothers hand sat down opposite him.
Liam smiled and muttered just loud enough so to be audible " where was it, aha here it is" Liam presented the neatly wrapped object to Lee. For a minute lee pondered what it could be he then immediately unwrapped the object until a book with its title in a metallic gold writing "Treasure island".
Lee looked gob smacked "but brother how can afford this ?" Lee asked
Liam shook his " My dear brother money is no object" he replied
"So who are we waiting for ?" Liam moved on quickly.
Lee replied almost instantaneously " Zack and Sarah"
Liam face changed into one almost of shock horror. " S.S.Sarah ? Brother you know she is not mentally stable"
Lee replied "angry yes but she is mentally stable"
A period of silence erupted until Sarah arrived
"brother" she said quietly she said a she embraced lee in hug "happy birthday" she continued as she dug deep down into her pocket she presented a small watch with the 52nd flight wing insignia (which Lee Adama was flight commander) under the watch hands with a immaculate gold band rim round the watch outside.
"Thank you sister please take a seat" Lee responded
Sarah sat next to Lee quickly shot daggers into Liam's eye "so brother whose next" Sarah asked
"Zack" Lee quickly replied "and he's late" as lee spoke while checking the time on the watch.
After that long and obviously a bad day Charles Davis went to this bar. Were he was to meet his Friend Jonathan Sinclair. His newly Lt Commander sign was shiny as would ever be. He went to the bar and ordered a Wiskey one of his favorite drinks and went to table 2. And started to write one of his report until Sinclair arrives.
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