As she walks through one dark corridor of Islay, Alex gets a sudden, yet strange, feeling of security. Despite the dangerous-looking individuals that cross her in the halls and long corridors, she feels that no harm can be placed upon her, or her sister, while staying at Islay. It's like she's at home. Maybe she is.
The green neon signals the pub and her mind fills with old memories. It's been a long time since she set foot in that particular place.
- I wonder if anyone still remembers... - She said to herself - Doesn't matter anyway... I just need a drink - The reasons that first brought her to Islay were viewed by some as a sign of indifference towards the Gaian cause, yet she was now a true Gaian and no one could question that.
As she enters the pub, she spots very few familiar faces, and a lot of strange ones. She sighs and looks at the bartender. He's cleaning a cup of glass with his old rag as she approaches, and looks at her with a grumpy face.
- Hmn. What can I do fer you, lady?
- Gimme a vodka with rum and whiskey. A lot of ice as well. - She takes a glance across the place for a friendly face but fails to find one, at which point she turns to the bartender.
- 'you seen Druce?
The bartender shrugs and finishes mixing her drink. She looks at him with contempt and heads for her favorite table in the whole place - a discreet and quiet spot in the corner of the room - realizing she wont get any sympathy from these people.
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