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Vor'mak storms in to the Neutral Zone and quickly finds a place to sit at the bar. As he sits down, the Klingon looks around. "Sileel? Sileel!" He scowls openly while glancing around. "Where is that woman!"
Arton shudders at that. He looks up to the man screaming, "Excuse me.. But... She.." He sighs, "She didn't make it." He pauses, "And would you mind not screaming, I'm trying to read, I'd apreciate."
Zeel glances over at the Klingon a moment, quirking an eyebrow. "She's dead," the Orion woman states flatly as she slides into a seat.
Vor'mak snorts as Milara, the new waitress, approaches. "Lucky wench," he mutters.