Surprise, Suppresed

When his boss gave this task, Jo knew that there was interference from his father. Jo could not grumble in front of anyone. He could only vent it along the way to the designated meeting place.

His Archturian uniform was a little wet on the shoulders because it was a light drizzle this afternoon on Meubena. The two red stripes on each side of Jo’s sleeve show his fairly high rank in Archturian.

Jo looked up to make sure he was at his destination. An old tavern that no one would stop by because of its dirty appearance. The people of Meubena have many luxury options, and this place is not one of them.

The words ‘Old Cap’ were carelessly carved on a wooden plank swaying in the wind. The facade of the building comprises dull wood that has aged and weathered. There were only two windows on each wall facing the street, full of dust and dark glass.

Jo pushed open the swing door, which was also made of wood, the sound signaling that the hinges ne