| Civilians |
It wasn’t often that Agron got to enjoy a night out and just relax, but tonight . . . was that rare exception. Clad in casual attire, he made his way into the bar to meet with some of his friends who had already gotten a table -- and a couple of them having gotten a head start on their drinking. Especially Gannicus. Agron sat with them for a while, catching up. They were his social group of friends -- his closest ones -- outside his fellow soldiers. To be able to just sit and spend time with them without the stresses of his rank as Admiral felt pretty damn refreshing.
Seeing a figure approach the bar, Agron couldn’t help but smile. What were the chances. Though, considering this was a well known bar probably not that high. The opportunity was just too good to pass up. He told his friends he was making a trip to the bar, one of them slurring out their order. As Agron made his way to it, he purposely positioned himself next to Nasir. The man was underestimated due to his size, but Agron had not worked with a better pilot. “Can I buy you a drink, little man?” He asked him with a smile.
@tiberius-nasir
