The stocky young man couldn't help grinning as Joanne turned to give him a dazzling smile.
"You're back! Captain Hunt... I mean three. You've been out of action a while..."
Three looks a little downcast. "Yeah well, they wouldn't let me fly until my eyes pointed in the same direction again. Said I was 'a danger to myself and everyone else'. They obviously haven't seen me fly!"
"Well it's good to see you again anyway. What would you like to drink Captain?"
"Oh just a Cambridge light ale thanks."
"You're looking tired. Seen some action have you?" Joanne looks up as she pours three's drink.
"Had some trouble with that Coalition Revolutionary Army group on my last patrol, got shot up pretty bad. Lost half my weapons in the process of stopping them and one of our Gunboats got taken out as well. The SCRA Cruiser and bomber group made a hell of a mess on their way through."
Joanne shakes her head as she places three's drink on the counter. "Terrible people around the place. Let me know if you need anything at your table anyway."
"Thanks Joanne." Three turns and heads towards Beta squadron table.
