So Far

The funny looking little guy from the latest merc company to roll into town opened the door to the pub and trundled inside with a bunch of stuff.  He bustled, that's what it looked like, don't give me that funny look Sheriff.  He took the stuff and went to the booth in the back corner.  He was gonna build something.  I don't know what.  He tinkered around with this box and putting stuff inside of it and a couple big coloured buttons on the outside.  I thought maybe he was one of them Twiz [prn. just like Twizzler with the end cut off] guys.  Weren't human so I dunno how old he was.  I figured that hanging with them mercs it weren't no kid.

After a while he scooches off of the bench and goes up to the bar.  He squints at the bottles back against the mirror like he has no idea what he wants to drink.  Finally he asks the bartender for a couple of bottles of something fizzy.  Had to be in a bottle he said.  Won't forget that voice either.  It was quiet but loud at the same time.  It was like a deep rumble that would shake your house when the lightning comes except it were like on your PDD with the volume turned down.  Scary, that voice.  The merc boss said everything and anything his guys wanted was paid for and left his cred card with the bar tender.  So the bar tender he pulls out a box of sodas in the big size and gave him two.  The guy thanks him after a moment and carts the bottles back to the booth.  I didn't pay much mind after that until it happened.

I was busy working away at a piece of fegiwsatta, gotta love the woman that makes that.