Bandito noticed the new face coming into the bar and yelling on bartender, he slowly get up from his char approached the man and grabbed him for his shoulder then turned around to rest of the bar. "Now here is how you order a bloody drink you bunch of senoritas !" He tapped the corsair on the back and told him "Good, nice to see some real corsair around here, your drink is on me today amigo"
Bandito noticed the message, he knew that his brother is no better then him. So swiftly to save his own life he went to turn on Sk7p3 protocols to find out what does Bantonio want.
Bandito walked around bar, observing bunch of drunk young warriors who were coming back from another glorious day of war. He was pleased with all the alcohol which came to his station trough last couple of days, since he could run business and supply his amigos during these dangerous times.
He sat down next to the table with dancers, while one of the waitresses came to him. "Senor Mateo ! What will it be today ?" She asked him while being excited she can speak with him once more. He turned his head to her "Ah senorita Julia De Marco, bring me my usual poison, and bring two glasses, then go make yourself pretty and drink with me !" He said it with commanding voice so she can understand what he is after. "Senor Mateo, anything for you" she went to do as he commanded in a rush. She knew what will happen if she doesn't listen, a night of punishment, it was known around Leon base, if you do not please members of The Black Sails, you get raped by every sailor there is on the station.
Meanwhile two tables across, two young corsairs were arguing about their piloting skills, telling stories and bragging what did they do in their miserable young lives, Bandito overheard the conversation and walked to them. "Now now, I know a way we can settle this easily" He told them. "You will both take down your pants, who has a smaller cojones is worse pilot and will be shot! " He took his old pistol which he stole from his father and put it on the table then started laughing. "WHAT ? NOW YOU'RE BOTH LITTLE SENORITAS AFRAID OF GETTING SHOT !? OUT FROM MY DAMN DEN !!!" They started running in fear of their lives, knowing it would be unwise to return for great deal of time, or at least until Bandito gets properly drunk to forget what happened.
