The Qebui

[Jam]

The dance in the bar continued for next few hours. The mass in the center of dance-floor kept getting smaller and smaller. No suprise, that is. Most people were tired after few hours of dancing.

Some people were dancing more, some less. One of them is Commodore James Arthur. He is stubborn, when it comes to dancing, as he thinks he is like "a figure made of wood". He sat down, enjoying his drink. His thoughts were pointed at tomorrow, when the Qebui is supposed to embark on its mission...

Arthur walked to Colonel Laton. "We might disband this little party soon aswell." He looked at the dance-floor, and then back at Laton. "It is getting too late, and we can't afford to have our crew totally drunk." He chuckled, and pointed his eyes at the cheering people, restlessly dancing hours, and hours...

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[10:46:32] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): And actually, the KU Dessie is the best GB.
[19:29:19] Joseph (Aphil): SCRA|CPW-Capitalism.

Admiral John Clay - Retired and dead *sadface*