After having finished the bottle, Katyusha stands up and straightens her uniform."Come, Nonna, these raiders are starting to grate on my nerves.""Of course, Tovarisch Kapitan."
They leave the bar to board their ship, before returning to work.
Angel inserted her key into the door and opened the lock. She'd just be appointed the new barmaid in the new Razor's Edge Pub. Two mercenaries stood by her side. She ordered them to keep an eye on the door, she wanted to make sure her establishment would stay safe. She began to work on adding the final touches to the renovations.
She turned on some music and then stood in the center of the room to admire her work. "Wonderful" she said, gloating to herself. And with that, she moved behind the bar counter. "Come one, come all! Razor's Edge is now reopened!" she said in a glorious shout, ready for all the new customers.
Rose entered the bar, hassling her way through the Guards and towards the bar. She was covered in smudge marks and dirt, fresh from her recent scrapping expedition. She waits patiently by fiddling with a knife while waiting for the Bartender.
Edmond took his time to get accustomed to the new environment he was exposed to. He quickly moved across to the bartender and ordered some wine. The surroundings were calm and the view of the space beyond the glass barriers was something of a beauty, that he has never seen at Invergordon before.
He waited patiently for his drinks to arrive and then proceeded to a far corner of the bar, swirling his glass of wine while moving.
Rose awoke from falling asleep on the bar. She turned to where the bartender had passed a glass of wine to a stranger. Rose got to her feet and approached the man, calling him by the name she tried to remember.
Delicious? Seems about right. So, how does it get to you? The thought of being on the brighter side of the Junker race? I assume that you are very well used to this way of living.