> >> Woof doesn't see, or feel, anyone following him as he walks down > >> the street. He picks up a printout at a corner newstand for a > >> mark and crosses the street to a small bar called "The Prince's > >> Arms." > >> > >> Stopping just inside the door he sees that about half the people > >> in this bar are dressed in the uniforms of the Imperial Mark > >> Marines. Looking around quickly he doesn't see any officer's > >> uniforms, but there are several tables of NCO's here as well as a > >> number of the enlisted from the lower ranks at tables and along > >> the bar. Music from a jukebox is playing and there are several > >> couples, both uniformed and in civilian clothing, slow dancing to > >> the bluesy music. Woof sees an empty booth against the far wall > >> and moves across to it, taking a seat. > >> > >> "What can I get ya?" a barmaid asks appearing at his booth almost > >> as if by magic almost as soon as he sits down. She is a young > >> blonde, a little on the plump side, but busty, with her hair > >> pulled back from her face into a pony tail. Several strands of > >> her hair has gotten loose and is hanging in stings down the side > >> of her face. She smiles at Woof, "Don't think I've seen you in > >> here before." > > "I'm not sure I've been in here before either. I'd have remembered > you~~," he says smoothly, waiting for her to give her name. "Give me > [equivalent of Bud] on tap... And something to take the edge off my > hunger..." "Parker's and a bowl of peanuts good enough for you?" she asks with a wink, and goes away to get both items. While she is gone, Woof takes the folded note out from his coat pocket and places it on the table between his hands. Eris AKU GM
