"Hey Earl. Give us a round." Sergeant Slick called to the bartender.
Raider squad walked into the bar, and chose a table in the middle of the room. They all sat, and stayed silent. Looking around the room Slick noticed the same crowd that was always here. The drunken bums, and those that were down on their luck. He glanced at Darr, and gave a small grin. Darr returned it, as did the rest of the squad. The bartender came over with the usual round of Corellian whiskey, and the bottle. The troopers quickly grabbed a shot glass, and raised it. One by one they stood, and toasted each other.
"Darr I wish you the best of luck with your lady. May the two of you live a good life together, and prosper in a time of peace." Slick downed the shot, and sat down.
"Thanks. Marka... you have been a great addition to the team, and I wish you only the best in your army career." With the shot in his stomach Darr sat.
Marka stood, and turned to Rogueboy. "You saved alot of people with your sniper skills on the last mission. I'm glad to have you here, and I look forward to serving with you."
"Tallanvor you are one hell of a trooper, and it's good to see you back to full strength. Here's to you." said Marka as he drained his glass.
Tallanvor stood, and surveyed the group of soldiers. They all waited to hear what he had to say. He cleared his throat, and glanced at Slick. "Sergeant I am sorry to hear about your divorce, but we are here for you. A soldier does not abandon his comrades in their time of need. The only toast I have is for the fallen soldiers of Raiders."
Darr nodded, and refilled all the glasses. He noticed that after Tallanvor's speech, Slick turned his head quickly... but not quick enough. The Raider ASL noticed the tears forming in Slick's eyes. When the SL turned back around he had his control back. He glanced at the squad, and grinned.
"After that mission, and the problems that occurred I can't say thank you enough. I'm giving all of you a twenty-four hour pass. Go out, and have some fun. Be back in the barracks at..." Slick glanced at his watch, "Zero-eight-thirty."
The troops nodded, and raised their glasses. Slick raised his own, and Raider squad quickly brought the glasses together. The clink of glass was heard around the room, and many patrons looked at them. When the drinks were finished Tallanvor, Rogue, and Marka quickly rose. The headed for the doors, laughing and joking with each other. Darr glanced at his squad leader.
"What are you going to do Slick?"
Slick nodded in the direction of the corner. "You see that girl over there?"
Darr nodded. "The one with the brown hair?"
"Yeah." said Slick. "I think I'm going to give myself a twenty-four hour pass as well."
With that said he stood, and headed over to the girl's table. Darr watched as the two of them struck up a conversation, and the Raider squad leader poured drinks. Laughing to himself, Darr collected his things, and headed out of the bar.
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Sergeant Slick
-=Raider Squad=--=SL=-
SL/SGT Slick/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath[LoR][CoR][CoH]
