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Average Bar Thread (OPEN)

The bar door swings open and a man named Tross Sergo enters. He has duel heavy blasters in holsters and stands at the height of 6'8. He walks up to a bar stool in the back and sits down alone. Tross drops several credits on the counter looking up at the bartender. "I'll take your worst drink", sighs Tross. After the alcoholic beverage is delivered to the counter he grips it in his left hand and removes his mask with his right. The man's face is severely burned and it is disgusting to look at. He drops his mask down on the counter and chugs the drink down and carefully sets it down on the counter. He then leans back in his chair tapping on the counter lightly. Tross then grips his mask and slides it back on.
 

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