September AC 255
Odeon sat at the bar, something which he had never done. He swirled the liquor in the glass, a pale green concoction that the bartender said was 'to die for'. It tasted like grease cleaner, Odeon thought, but worked to help him relieve his stress. It was building ever since the encounter with the Lightning Wave, and so now he sat at this bar.
The bar was in Emerald City, one of the Seven Jewels of Mars. Although technically part of the Martian Confederation, it was neutral territory. Because of this people from all other gathered to these parts. He looked up to the waitress, smiling slightly. "May I have a Coke, please?"


