August 5, 2230, Alpha Centauri, Chiron, Lumiere, Albatross Bar
August 5, 2230, Alpha Centauri, Chiron, Lumiere, Albatross BarErik told Jia that all places were ugly in the same way. She accepted the wisdom of that observation as they stepped into the dark hole pretending to be a bar.
The dim red lighting provided enough illumination to keep people from falling over, but it maintained enough shadows for them to drink for hours with only the barest awareness of what was going on around them.
Loud, unpleasant music filled the air, necessitating a shouting match between anyone not drunk enough who wanted to talk.
Those same conditions made it an excellent meeting place. Even if anyone was aware they were in town, Erik and Jia would have been difficult to pick out in the packed bar.
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