The growing crowd inside the games centre greeted them with a cheer as Max and Nico walked in the door, along with a stomping that substituted for clapping in the noisy environment, where the music was thumping and there were constant cheers from the spectators watching the head-to-head competitions within the gaming pods.
The cashier smiled and held up the payment terminal for Max to tap, while the man behind the bar poured both of them a shot of something dark.
"It's our house specialty. A mixture of Reaver Rum and the nutrient packs designed for Cyborgs. A lot of our workers are augmented, you see, either due to injury or for other purposes, so they need the extra juice." The bartender informed them.
Max caught a glimpse of what was in his mind and then looked around the room more carefully. This Moon Base was really a body modification haven among humanity. There were augmentics and modified options for everything available here.
