With a quick movement he sidestepped two arguing rogues, and proceeded to the bar, where the barman was sending glares at an important looking man sat at a table dead centre of the room.
"Hello there... give me the best ale you have."
The barman glanced at Saiker, an eyebrow raised and then the barman nodded, slipping a glass under a tap.
"20 credits." he grunted.
"Charge it to mooring spot 1" muttered Saiker, walking away.
The barman glared at him, extra work for him. With a snarl he tapped the computer next to him, checking the mooring spot.
*Accessing Data*
*Mooring Spot 1: Occupied*
*Owner: Saiker Kale, unknown pirate.*
*Ship type: Outcast Destroyer.*
*Ship name: Immortalis*
The barmans eyebrows raised, no doubt a crew of drunken outcasts would be in here soon... Sylpheed wouldn't like that...
He shrugged, and added a 200 credit bill to the ship, he didn't like wasting time chasing up bills.
Meanwhile, Saiker stalked through the crowd, and saw a strange looking man sat on a stool. A black cane was in his hand, and one eye was patched. With a smile Saiker stepped forwards.
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