Blood Money Bar and Medical Clinic

[Ryummel]

"Damnit where's the black absinthe here?" Steve asked to the bartender as he finished his glass. Right after the bartender served him a shot of absinthe, Steve grabbed both the bottle and the shot glass and dived into the party madness.

"Blood spilled all over the place, a flying bra... Oh boy, this is awesome!" He took a seat next to his buddies and gulped the absinthe shot down, shaking his head wildly and waved the bottle, almost cracking it over the head of somebody he'd not reach to recognize. "Riiiight, now can somebody tell me when is that damn contract in Omegas gonna end? I'm glowing green from that bloody radiation!"

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