[center][h3][color=a0410d][b]Luke Godfrey

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Luke’s laughter was cut off once Jean ordered him and Gwyn to take care of the injured and sighed in defeat before spinning around. [color=a0410d]“Will do sir,” [/color]he muttered in disappointment in the fact he wouldn’t be the first one to the bar, but as he walked to Michals side and helped him along he cracked a smile. [color=a0410d]“Come on best buddy, let’s get you somewhere a lot more cozy. Who knows, we may be able to get you a fine lady to help keep your bed warm for the night,”[/color] he chuckled, his voice a bit more hushed as he mentioned helping him get some company for the night. Luke chuckled again before they reached the inn. The smell of good booze, warm food and the welcoming atmosphere was truly a nice change from the depressing war torn city. After finding a room for the injured Luke decided to washed up a bit in a nearby bathroom, cleaning any dirt from his face and hands, changing his bandages and even used his bayonet to shave the little bristles of facial hair that was gradually growing on his face. Luke thought about taking a bath, the mere thought of the relaxing warm waters washing his worries was undeniable, but a small voice in the back of his head barked at him to go on without it. This may have been a neutral zone, but the fact was that there were still Imps down stairs. He tightened his grip on the edge of the sink while the rest of his body tensed up at the thought of lowering his guard too much before shaking his head clear, feeling satisfied enough with the clean shave and quick wash up. 

After freshening up Luke made his way downstairs and felt a grin spread from ear to ear as the sight of the bar was finally in his view. Though his grin dulled slightly as he saw a few Imps nearby, laughing and drinking it up with no worries. Luke tensed up a bit, but he noticed his squad near the bar and quickly made his way to them, adjusting his loaded rifle slung over his shoulder. As he approached he managed to catch Ines gesturing his way as she ordered drinks for everyone and laughed in joy before he reached the bar, leaning on the table with an excited grin. [color=a0410d]“Ya heard the lady, let me get a drink,” [/color]he demanded with a quick slap upon the table. The bartender looked a bit annoyed in Luke, but only gave grunt in response and poured his drink. Luke mimicked his grunt right back as he snatched his drink and holding it up in the air with a bark of laughter. [color=a0410d]“Down the hatch lads! For the Federation!” [/color]he shouted with the largest grin he could muster before beginning to chug down his beverage. 

A few dribbles of alcohol ran down Luke lower jaw, a couple of droplets falling to the floor, but Luke continued on without a care in the world. The taste of his freshly poured beer was almost heavenly, no… it was indeed gift from god for all Luke cared. After gulping down a few good mouthfuls Luke finally tore his lips from the rim of his mug before letting out a gasp of satisfaction. He chuckled as his parched throat was finally quenched and looked down into his mug, frowning in slight disappointment to see a bit more of his beer was left. [color=a0410d]“Damn, I used to be able to down it all in one go,”[/color] he muttered in even more disappointment in himself before finishing it off and slamming it back down onto the table. [color=a0410d]“Another round, keep em coming!” [/color]he cheered before leaning forward, his voice lowered for only the bartender. [color=a0410d]“Put my tab on the Federations bill,” [/color]he grinned. The old bartender simply arched a brow before pouring him another drink.

“You really think they’ll pay that tab?” he asked in gruff voice before he slid the freshly filled mug back to Luke. Luke shrugged with a chuckle before taking a swig of his beer. 

[color=a0410d]“Hell if I know, wishful thinking I suppose,”  [/color]he responded with a smirk. The old bartender scoffed in bitter amusement before shaking his head.

“You young pups these days, thinking just because you hold a rifle and kill each other means you get to have whatever you want without having to pay for it,” he mused aloud as he poured another drink for another patron. Luke chuckled and snatched up the drink with a grateful nod. 

[color=a0410d]“Glad you understand!” [/color]he laughed before returning to his drink with glee. After some time had passed and Luke had managed to down a few cold ones he began to feel some of the tension of the day be washed away after every drop of alcohol ran down his throat. As he began to feel a small buzz and grabbed another drink from the bartender he heard someone began to sing. With curiosity he spun around in his seat to see the surprising sight of Ines singing and to his even greater surprise she was doing pretty good. He laughed in amusement as she finished and held up his mug. [color=a0410d]“Would you look at that, who knew such a ball crusher could sing! It’s a miracle!” [/color]he declared and gained a few chuckles from a few soldiers nearby, though he noticed some of the women in the crowd rolled their eyes and shook their heads. He couldn’t help but laugh some more before his attention was taken by Isaac as he grabbed the whole rooms attention. Luke listened to his speech with an arched brow before feeling his smile grow in amusement towards the end of his toast. 

[color=a0410d]“Cheers!” [/color]he shouted in amusement before gulping down another mouthful. After finishing off another round and returning to the bar to get a new one a rather skinny Imp soldier leaned against the bar next to Luke and ordered his own drink before looking to Luke who was currently downing another drink. 

[color=8493ca]“Geez, you’ve been downing those drinks ever since you got here. Are all Feds such alcoholics?” [/color]he asked with an arched brow and amused smirk. Luke gave a small sigh of satisfaction as he pulled himself away from his beverage and looked to the soldier with grin. 

[color=a0410d]“Only the unstable ones,” [/color]he joked before jabbing his thumb over his shoulder.[color=a0410d] “I doubt anyone else in the place can hold their liquor like me,”[/color] he declared with confidence. The Imp laughed as his drink was delivered to him and arched a brow. 

[color=8493ca]“Is that so?” [/color]he questioned before taking a moment to think. Soon a grin spread onto his face before grabbing his drink and leaning in closer. [color=8493ca]“Wanna put that to the test?” [/color]Luke paused mid drink and fully turned towards the man with a smirk, his interest clearly caught in the Imps question. 

[color=a0410d]“You think ya can out drink me Imp?” [/color]he asked, the excitement clear in his voice. The Imp quickly shook his head. 

[color=8493ca]“Me? Ha! I’m to much of a lightweight!” [/color]he laughed before pointing to a table of Imps and aiming his finger towards the biggest man Luke has ever seen in his life. Talk about steroid abuse. [color=8493ca]“I bet my friend there can drink you into a coma without even trying,” [/color]Luke chuckled before downing the rest of his mug and standing up with a large grin, slightly stumbling since he got up to fast. 

[color=a0410d]“It’s on then! Let’s see what you Imps got!”[/color] he barked loud enough for the whole room to hear, earning several concerned eyes on him as it seemed a fight was ready to break out. The Imp laughed and smacked his hand on the bar before rising to his feet and calling to his large ally. 

[color=8493ca]“Tiny, come drink this damn fed under the table!” [/color]the room visibly let out a breath of relief as they avoided a bar fight before all cheering out in excitement as a table was cleared for the twos challenge. The massive Imp soldier, Tiny, sat down with a sigh and looked to his comrade who set up the challenge for him. 

[color=662d91]“Again, Hendricks, you sign me up for something without my say so,”[/color] he complained with a smirk. The Imp gave him a quick wink before standing upon a chair and addressing the the audience that now surround the table. 

[color=8493ca]“Alright folks listen up! This is a test of will and determination between men on different sides! The pride of both the Empire and the Federation rest on the shoulders of these two soldiers!” [/color]a round of cheers ring out around them and Luke couldn’t help but join in with a large grin. Hendricks gave them all a few seconds before continuing. “[color=8493ca]Now to make things even more exciting and to encourage our find young contestants to victory, we will place bets on the winner! So come on up and place your bets on the table by my side, come on now don’t be shy!  The pride of our countries depend on it!”[/color] he laughed  before making way for a young waitress carrying a tray of freshly poured mugs, the foam leaking from the top and making it all the more delicious looking. 

“Good luck gentlemen,” she chuckled before leaving the table with a smile. After a moment of people shouting and placing their bets on the table Hendricks held up his hands. 

[color=8493ca]“All bets are in and our brave contestants are ready to begin the duel of all duels!” [/color]he declared and managed to get a quick cheer from the audience. Luke smirked towards his opponent and grabbed his mug. 

[color=a0410d]“Hope you’re ready Imp, I’ll show you what we Feds are capable of,”[/color] he stated with complete confidence and determination. Tiny simply chuckled and grabbed his own mug.

[color=662d91]“Then I’ll show you Feds what we Imps are capable of!”[/color] he barked back with his own grin, a determined spark in his eyes that only clashed with Luke’s own spark. 

[color=a0410d]“Bring it on!” 
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[color=662d91]“Bring it on!” 
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They both shouted before knocking back their first rounds and earning another loud cheer from the audience. As the two drank their hearts out they could hear people cheer them on in encouragement. The Feds cheered for Luke to hang in there and the Imps cheered for Tiny to kick his ass. It was truly a match of the ages. As the two finished off the last of the drinks they both slammed their mugs onto the table and glared at one another. 

[color=a0410d]“Another!”[/color]

[color=662d91]“Another!” 
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They both demanded with determined glares, neither of them were willing to go down without a fight. The roaring of the crowd only increased as another tray was brought and the two returned to their intense battle.