[Tech] Gimme a Rum and Coke

Place: Free Spirit Bar, Downtown Saint Christopher City, The Border Regions.

Time: 9:00 PM

Save for the waitress, the two cloaked figures were alone in a dimly lit backroom corner of the Free Spirit Drinking Lounge. The air reeked of ethanol and old wood. Both men wore long black shrouds. The waitress had a bored look on her face. A muffled drinking song came through the thick oaken door, hinting of a happy place nearby, but otherwise it was all quite depressing.

"Are you sure you don't have anything kosher?"

The first man was speaking.

"All of our foods made in the same place, we don't make anything special for Jews. You ordering or not?"

"No."

"Alright." She looked to the second man, said his steak would be out soon, and walked away.

The first man took in the silence, and for a moment, his wrinkled face seemed to smile.

"Now that we can speak...what's the status on Boomtown?"

"It's half working. We've managed to get the information we need, and we should have the materials within the year."

"Good. I found some men who I think might be able to help us, but I'm not sure if I can trust them yet."

"Where?"

"North. One of my spies was contacted."

"How many?"

"Enough."

The waitress came back into the room leading a small group of off-duty soldiers. The men, already drunk, sat down nearby.

"Let's talk about something else."

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Effects: Coke