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WOW!
I just stop in to see what's new and there are 284 citizens in port! I can remember when there weren't many more citizens making this port of call home, my own CID# being 288. The government must be thrilled, I hope the facilities are up to the population explosion. Drinks of whatever you'll have all around, salute Hunter! Barkeep, better make mine water, this could be expensive :D |
Alright, it just hit 288 present! My own CID# :cool:
Guess I can leave and get back to work for a bit, later all. |
Make mine Guinness Extra Stout. No, not that cheap Sydite knock-off, the real Terran stuff!
Thanks, Dan. |
Far-trader strolls down the street headed back to the lounge, he pauses at the corner, its strangely quiet, the crowds are gone. His eybrow arches and he makes his way to the cool dark interior of the lounge.
Taking a second for his shades to adjust to the interior gloom, he sees only Lord Irial and a couple others still around. Walking to the bar, his boots echoing in the nearly empty lounge, he settles his tab, orders a couple genuine Guinness Extra Stout and joins the noble, "Buy you another Lord Irial?" Sitting down, he glances around, "Got awful quiet awful fast, guess I shoulda taken a holo of the scene." |
The way they cleared out of here, I thought they were a holo, and someone hit the breaker box. Thanks for the drink, sir.
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Jack Daniels, if you please...
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There are nearly 3000 of us now - we are legion!!!
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I'll take the best Sylean wine! And give out my own round of whatever one wants! CHEERS! :D
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I'll second the motion on the Terran Guiness! AFter that, well, whats the next lethal drink the house has?
Scouts out Front! Slainte! |
well, i'll say one thing for t20; it seems to be getting folks back into the game again.
i'll have a jagermeister AND a tom collins, bar tender |
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