Out from scraps

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------He approached the table slowly, looking at people's faces. They were busy with their own things and didn't really pay attention to anything around them - as long as it didn't disrupt their activities - both legal and not at all ones. Spending hours at talking and drinking whole range of drinks, they didn't care about people who passed by them, unless they were drunk already and looked for some more aggressive 'actions'. What happened in bars quite often, actually. Whenever it did, guard usually kicked the troublemakers relatively fast, usually - not always. However, today's atmosphere in the bar was rather a peaceful one, at least for now. Adam has reached the table withno any problems and took a seat on one of its nearby chairs. Some mix of steel and plastic - not the most cosy one, convenience wasn't the most important feeling that day, they had a work, which needed to be done - and that was their goal.

Adam rested his back partly at chair's back and wall - it's coldness broke through his leather jacket, giving a sudden shudder - bar's walls weren't as warm as the air inside, filled with various smells, both from alcohols, food and rare vomits, which started to appear. And that meant the hour was starting to get really late. He looked at his clock again - it's been only a midnight, so not really. It also meant the people he's been waiting for should be there in a few minutes. He looked at the table he was sitting by - an typical bar's table covered with dust and some other stains of unknown origin. It prove that cleaning service didn't really work at one hundred percent, also another typical behaviour for bars. People tend not to do something when they don't have to and in bars, especially cheaper ones, standards are kept rather low. In most scenarios, bars just lack a boss with heavy hand to keep everything in order. The table was decorated with a fancy tray - yet another attempt to pretend the bar's standards being on higher standard than they were in reality... "Ehhh... Or it's just me complaining about everything I've seen so far?" - he thought with a slight grimace at his face. The thing is he's been quite more stressed out and impatient lately. People tend to set higher requirements when they're getting older and older, but Adam hasn't reached 40 years yet, so wasn't old at all. "I really need to focus on something else..." He looked into completely different side of the room, focusing his sight on a glass panel separating the drunk community from the world, or maybe - the space - to be exact.

As he was changing his interests of observation, he's noticed some move at left. It's been Peter heading towards the bar's warehouse. Thirty seconds later a camera, which's been placed in the closest proximity of Adam's table, has changed its viewfinder and pointed at area being closer to the counter. Within next minute, the bartender has appeared in warehouse's doors again, that time carrying a bottle of blue whiskey Adam's bought a few minutes ago. "Our old bartender is doing a good job..." - he thought. Peter has visited the counter and picked four mugs yet before delivering them into destination place. That fact has surprised Adam for a short while, but then he's realised that it was him who made a maths mistake - he's completely forgotten about Rox, Rob's new girlfriend, who'll be flying with them in the upcoming operation. Peter was walking with everything towards Adam's table, but then stopped and looked at him with frowned eyebrows. He must have just realised about the one extra mug he's been carrying. Adam made a slight gesture with his head, letting the bartender to know he should bring it anyway. "Leave it here. It will remain untouched in the worst scenario" Peter put all the mugs and the bottle of whiskey on the table's top and whispered "The eyes are closed. There's nothing what could interrupt your conversation." Adam expressed his gratitiude with a nod and added: "Thanks. I am in your debt." Peter replied with a giggle: "You are not the only one, boy!" Then he returned to his post by the counter and served more drinks to some men, who were already waiting for him. Adam looked at the camera again - it's small, barely noticeable red light has disappeared - and that meant their table was completely separated from surrounding enviroment. Camera's both visual and audio capturing has been disabled, so nothing could disrupt their businessindeed.

Adam has focused his attention back on small rocks floating outside of the station. Some were rotating faster than others, while some seemed not to rotate at all. They collided with each other and bounced into literally all sides of the endless space. To be honest, it had no special purpose, but just to make time pass faster. He's been looking at that for like five minutes until he has noticed some move in the bar's entrance.

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