The air of the bar was tick with the sounds of men laughing and drinking with the few occasional female giggles. The Durem reconnaissance team had just returned from a mission, spying on the Barton rebels. All had gone well with the exception of one incident involving one of the n00bs who had tried to use a signal flare as a cigarette lighter. Poor idiot had almost lost his nose...
Matthias sat on a bar stool drinking a beer and laughing with his friend Jacob. They were both soldiers. Matthias was a new Private that had just transferred from another branch of the Durem army after a fight with one of his commanding officers almost landed him a court marshal, and Jacob was a Corporal who had been part of the reconnaissance team since the beginning of his career in the military.
“Did you see the look on that idiot’s face when the gun went off? He looked like he darn near s**t himself!” Matthias laughed. Jacob chuckled “What kind of idiot tries to light a cigarette with a flare gun?” Matthias looked over his shoulder “The kind of idiot who smokes a cigarette in a no smoking bar...” Jacob looked over at the boy who was probably only 18 or 19 sitting in the corner of the room surrounded by bar wenches. “Hey! Mike! Put that cigarette out, no smoking in here!” Mike glared over at him and flipped him off. “Mind your own ********’ business!” Jacob snarled and started to get up from his seat when the door swung open and a woman walked in. Everything stopped. She was tall with short silver hair, and yellow eyes, a eye patch covered her right eye. She wore a skimpy black leather outfit, knee high boots, red tattoos along both arms and a machine gun under one arm. She wore a Coronal’s badge. Her boots thudded against the wooden floors as she walked in. She glanced at the bartender. “Yo, barkeep! One dirty martini please!” She sniffed the air and frowned, turning towards Mike she fixed him with her one visible yellow eye. She radiated malicious intent. Jacob’s snarl turned to a wide grin. “He’s in for it now...” he muttered. Matthias nudged him. “Hey, who’s the hottie?” Jacob snorted “Are you serious? You don’t know? That’s Coronal Shikyo. She’s the head of the RECON team... And she doesn’t take s**t from no one...” Matthias nodded “And what’s with the eye patch?” Jacob sighed “Long story, don’t ask..”
Coronal Shikyo looked down at the private with the cigarette in his mouth. “Mind puttin’ that out.” Mike snorted “Make me b***h!” Everyone else in the room either groaned or giggled, they knew what was coming next. She placed her gun at the bar next to Matthias “Watch that for me...” She quickly strode back over to Mike’s table and placed her hand on the table and leaned forward. “I’ll say it again... PUT.IT.OUT!” Mike smirked “Ooooh! Feisty! I like!” Shikyo grabbed him by the throat and hauled him up out of his chair. Plucking the cigarette out of his mouth as she did so. “I will NOT have you endangering the health of my men with you little cancer sticks. When I say put then out I mean PUT IT OUT! If you want to smoke then do it out side!!” and she tossed him out the window. She crushed the small glowing cylinder between her fingers as she walked back towards the bar. And picked up her martini, taking a sip she sighed. “Idiots...” and everything resumed as it was before she’d walked in. Conversations started up again and so did the laughter. Matthias smiled, “Coronal Shikyo, is it? May I ask you why you wear an eye patch?” Shikyo turned her head towards him, studying him before tunring back and taking a long sip for her martini. “Long story....” Matthias’ smile broadened “I’ve got time!” She looked back at him "What's your name kid?" Matthias wasted no time in answering "My name's Matthias! Pleased to meet you Coronal Shikyo!" There was a long silence. Matthias began to get nervous wondering if he’s said that wrong thing. Then “You know what... I like you kid!” She placed her arm around him “Come! Walk with me!” and she lead him out of the bar. Jacob shook his head and smiled “Lucky son of a b***h...”
(NOTE!!! I did not add any description for Mike, Matthias, or Jacob because I decided to leave that up to the imagination of the reader, same with the interior of the bar and so forth!)
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