<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0a/Rudy_reyes.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Santiago,</span><em>First Mate and "Public Relations"</em><br/>2519, present day<br/>Last Stand Saloon, Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Aaron Shaw, Sheydran Corsei, Thalie Linnea, Samson Castle, Babette Lafayette<br/>Location - Last Stand Saloon, the bar<br/><hr/><br/>"Ladies."<br/><br/>I offered Thalia and Sheydran glasses of the finest Old Earth Style Kentucky Bourbon.<br/><br/>"Thalia don't like to admit it, but she ain't with this crew for the adventure and excitement and thrills, although those are all big parts of it.  No, the main reason Thalia is with this crew is because she can't stand to be apart from me."<br/><br/>I took a sip of my drink, hiding a smile behind the glass.<br/><br/>"Ever since she laid eyes on me again for the first time in a long time on that space station, she just couldn't bear to be without me again.  I'll hand it to her - she sure does have excellent taste.  That's why I love her so gorram much."<br/><br/>I finished my drink and slid my glass to the bartender.  A moment later, it was back in my hand, topped off.<br/><br/>"She's an artist, and I'm her canvas.  Look-ee here."<br/><br/>I rolled up a sleeve to show a scar that formed thick skin along the length of it.<br/><br/>"Shrapnel.  Alliance doctor worked on me.  And check this out."<br/><br/>I rolled up another sleeve, showing a scar that was barely visible.<br/><br/>"Knife wound.  Thalia fixed it.  She's real good with her hands.  Real good."<br/><br/><br/>