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>Lorin's eyes lit up at the thought of a beer, "We've got just the
place-a pub called O'Lancy's". They walked >down and into the pub-just before
they walked in, "By the way if you have a good story the drinks might be >on
the house." He smiled as they walked in.
>Jared smiled. "How much trouble do you think I would be in if I
shared some stories of my old Academy >days with Admiral Lasiter?"
"I'd love to hear them but with recent events regarding the death of his
son..." Lorin wasn't sure he wanted to go there.
>They sat and waited until Beatrice herself came over, "Hello
Beatrice-long time no see. I'm on duty but my >friend here would like a beer
off the tap."
>"And wot makes ye think ye diserv a mug o' ale, Adm'ral?" asked the
girl as she leaned on the table. She >was a tall girl with dark red
hair and deep green eyes. She was pretty, but did not play on her
looks. She >wanted respect for her talents, but was not afraid of
teasing her customers. They paid for their drinks as >much with their
shattered egos as with their credits. It didn't matter if you were a cadet
or an admiral, you >were fair game for her teasing.
Lorin sat back and smiled, watching the
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