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[bondingalchemy]

Who: Sabine and Vent.
What: A Talk.
When: August 18th, evening.
Where: Cartias Bar and Grill, Hyperion.

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[guardian_wind]

"Hi there, Agent Alshire?"

And suddenly Vent appeared, sitting down next to Sabine. He didn't order a drink, but he still sat at the bar.

"I won't mince words. What are you doing here again?"

[bondingalchemy]

"Huh?" Sabine lifted her head up again and she blinked blearily to focus on Vent.

And suddenly, she sat straight up, but ended up slumping again.

"Just having a drink or two, Vice Commander. That's all."

[guardian_wind]

"But why are you having a drink?" replied Vent, frowning. "Are you just going to pour your regrets into that glass?"

[bondingalchemy]

"You may see it as weak, Vice Commander, but... I'm trying everything I can to keep it together, so turning to the bottle seems to be the best thing to do," she sighed, sipping down the whiskey when it was delivered to her.