She sighs again. "So...hai, maybe it's better...better than annoying strangers with my boring stories..." She sniffs silently and looks at her half filled glass.
Squished bigly ~Champ- Thanks, you're a champ. "What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"
"Ok, i will see you soon, i think. Good bye miss Hiryu. I hope you don't get hurt more of anxiety." He smiles and stand up and is looking around for other persons. Then he heads to Admiral Golanski. "Good day Admiral. To be honest...i didn't expect to see you here. Always thought you have so much things to do."
'Good day Major Santiago' Golanski standed up and shook hands with Major. 'Indeed, how is Cerberus lately? I haven't heard from you in some time.' Then he notices commander Sombrero. 'Sometimes I find some time, but ussualy I do not spend it on surface of Toledo. Truth speaking I was not here for very long time.'
"I see. Well, i didn't want to stop. Was just interested you come here. I think i will have a look to some other gyus of my crew now. Was nice to meet you personally. Goodbye." Sombrero is heading towards some of his crewmen and friends and starts to talk to them.
Yawning, a woman enters the lounge. Her appearance saved all introductions. With blue colored hair and a dark blue, feminine Order uniform, that and the inisgnia of a Captain on one shoulder and the patch for the OCV Oathkeeper on the other, it could only be the woman known as Aqua.
Aqua stretched a bit and headed for the bar, alidig into a stool and looking at the bartender.
"Vodka."
"Coming right up."
Aqua nodded and glanced around. Admiral Golanski, that Corsair, the anxious Yuki, and then the Corona Battlegroup people in the lounge.
"If only Jey would get his ass out of the Sanctuary and into here..."
Santiago: Cerberus just came out of a period of major rearrangements. We are now boosting our activities and you will soon receive news of our results. *looks at the window, and the icy landscape beyond* And what about Toledo, and Omicron Minor? I've been away for quite some time. I've heard the libertonian Navy has been rising some dust lately.
'From time to time, Navy shows up. Sometimes even on daily basis. We try to keep them busy' Golanski stopped for a while. 'And one day, whole LSF battlegroup appeared, all in fighters. Battle was a stalemate for long, but finally we pushed them back. They are bigger pain than any fleet Liberty has sent in.'
A thickset, middle aged Hispanian walks into the bar. Sporting only a plain and somewhat disheveled Order uniform, he walks over to the bartender.
The bartender winks. He knows this man very well, he's a regular visitor.
"What'll it be this time Bolevara?" He asks.
"Best you have and lots of it", Bolevara snaps. Taking a few bottles from the Bartender, he moves over to an empty table and leans back, drinking slowly, and looking around.
Santiago:*she nods* I see. It's a shame that they just can't understand our position. When was the last time someone managed to open some kind of dialogue with them? With all the problems they already have within their borders, one might think they should be more than willing to find a solution to an external conflict. Their stubborness never fails to amaze me.
'It's politics. Hiding behind wall of lies just to keep some kind of power and benefits until system changes. We do not concern them, no matter what we will do everything will be blamed on us, rightfuly or not. We are just a unwanted element and Liberty do not want acknowledge their true problems. They are all aware of it, yet they do nothing. I feel annoyed with everything houses wants to feed our minds with.'