You, Svenja and Zero are sitting at the crap-ass bar in this brand new ramshackle junky roadhouse halfway between the Ascendant and Armour. The bar is just a few mismatched stools and a large workbench set up underneath the thatch covering that functions like an awning between the three vehicles that support this place. Skilsoft, the burly balding guy who runs this place, is serving up some pricey swill and chatting up Svenja. Of course, its water only for you. Do you make your Ma stop drinking, too? What have you been chatting about?
The roadhouse is laid out like this:
A minute ago, a couple motorcycles and a truck arrived, throwing headlights into the darkened space.
From the small group, Jack walks in, a pretty girl behind him. Also, Ro is there. How long has it been?
What do you do?