[i]Tap, Tap, Tap..[/i]

	The fingers continued their pattern of rising and falling as the young man waited for a sign of friendly life to enter the scummy bar. He heard a set of foot steps approach his table, followed by a man's voice. Winston glanced up at the man, smirking at his statement. [color=f7941d]"I can't say anything would give me a reason to want to remember this place,"[/color] the pilot said with a short chuckle afterwards. [color=f7941d]"Glad you could make it Sulla. It'll be damn good to have a trooper of your quality with us when the shit hits the fan."[/color]

Winston glanced around the bar once more, noticing that the holoscreen switched their current program to the Serena News channel. It was hard to make out what was being reported due to the poor sound quality from the broken stereos. [color=f7941d]"Certainly seems like we're going to need those skills in the upcoming weeks too.."[/color] The pilot's gaze shifted from the holoscreen and towards the door, where he saw two familiar faces.

Winston beckoned the two over. [color=f7941d]"Ah.. Bob. Nadia. I hope you two made it here without too much trouble."[/color] He said to the both of them as they took their places. [color=f7941d]"Sulla, this here is Bob."[/color] Winston said, gesturing towards the Chi'tia. [color=f7941d]"I met him while I was browsing for a decent freighter. I can't say I know anyone else with the understanding of the ins and outs of starships like he does."[/color]

The pilot then gestured to the feminine robot beside him. [color=f7941d]"And this missy here is Nadia. Nadia is a bit of an amusing story actually. I was searching for a medical droid to keep you folks in shape, and I found this fine piece of hardware in a pawn shop. Now Nadia may have a few odd quirks about her that may make me question my safety around her, but.. I know she's capable of taking care of both friendlies and foes without too much of a problem. Ain't that right Nadia?"[/color] Winston finished, a friendly smile on his face.