LOG GM/10 - The Pink Pussycat

I was enjoying a drink in the players lounge at The Pink Pussycat when a man dressed in black uniform gear, and an officer's cap walked into the lounge. Now granted, there will always be the few military-types visiting the Pussycat, but still, there seemed to be something a little different about this man. That, and the fact he was alone. Most military-types come in groups having just been on patrol or duty or whatever, but still...

The man was at the bar, and caught my gaze as I was looking at him. He raised his glass in greeting, and so I felt no harm in returning the gesture. I waved somewhat to the empty seats in the booth I was in, and he decided to come over an join me. And that, was when we started talking.

Turns out his name was Max, and that he was part of the Crimson Eagles group. Yes, the same group whom I met their leader not too long ago now. Anyways, whilst we were talking, I managed to call some girls over to dance at our table, which they did so happily. Sometimes it's good when you're friends with the owner of the place.

We were enjoying our little chat, and our drinks, when Max apparently was called away. Shame really, he seemed like a decent man. Of course, his visit to the Pussycat was in search of information. I guess 'security' groups like theirs love to hear the rumours and news that pass through such places. Then again, where else would you go for the hottest news and such. Trust me, you'll hear anything and everything across the cantinas, lounges and various other...establishments...in the universe.

Well, I suppose that's about it for this entry. Always plenty of things happening, I think I might take a walk through the streets again, or maybe head out to another planet. We'll see what happens. I might take a nap for now though...