A rather highly polished Renzu Liner slowly rolls up towards the station, with an entire deck encircling most of the ship flashing a multitude of colors, with the occasional laserbeam of light escaping the windows. It's an almost humorous sight, seeing as the Liner itself is larger than the station, and it's difficult to tell who is docking with who. With a bit of finesse and a gentle love tap, the Liner manages to situate an airlock by a mooring fixture, and connect to the station. A man walks through the airlock, wearing a uniform rather reminiscent of a navy of some sort, but it's colored with shades of gray and white. Tall, but average in build. Hair kept short and neat.
Saronsen's brows raise as looks around the station, idly wiping his hands on his pants."Nice place. Someone needs to turn the lights up a bit brighter, but hey." He blows some air out of his lips, before starting to wander around. He spends quite a while just wandering the decks, before he finally stumbles across the bar."Maybe one drink.."He glances around, the bar nice enough for a small station like this. He sets down on a seat by the counter, offering a brief wave at the bartender."Surprise me with something."