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Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Scarlet - 06-04-2011
"Y'know. I don't ussualy make friends in bars..."
She peers over at Izzy, gently swirling her drink around its glass.
"We're friends right?"
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Jeremy Hunter - 06-04-2011
"Yeah."
Izzy stares at scarlet for a second.
"And don't listen to the wannabes in srmor, their just sore that they got their Offical Pony Lovers Club membership cards revoked."
Izzy smiled.
"So. Next drink's on me."
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Scarlet - 06-04-2011
Smiles brightly, and raises her glass towards Izzy, before draining the last of the drink.
"Well, no complaints from me on that last point."
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Pyromaniac - 06-04-2011
Emma returned to the bar and sat down next to Izzy with a long sigh.
"You know Izzy, I frakkin' hate my job." She muttered putting her forehead down on the cool table.
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Jeremy Hunter - 06-04-2011
Izzy sighed.
"Scarlet, meet Emma. Emma, Scarlet."!
Izzy patted Emma's back.
"Bad luck?"
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Pyromaniac - 06-04-2011
"Bad luck? I've been knee deep in bad luck ever since I got here. I made more money when I worked as a bartender back on New London." Emma sighed.
"Not only that I still have no idea what happened to Creed." She lifted her head.
"As Izzy said I'm Emma," She held out a hand to Scarlet.
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - TheJarl - 06-04-2011
Tharog who had been silent for a while, suddenly stood up.
"Oi! Hispanic lassie, show me tae these 'boendshoe' or something like that. I've had enough drinks fer taeday. And ye Navy-lass: I like ye, call me when ye got time."
He drops a little card on the table, with the following information as well as his comm ID at the end.
Tharog Frosthearth
DJ of Hell FM
McDowell's Company Fleet
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Kazinsal - 06-04-2011
A man wearing a pair of casual dress pants and a light grey-white button-down shirt walkd into the bar. His hair was more or less chin-length, and had an orange-brown hue. He smelled clean and fresh, and indeed looked like a respectable gentleman.
Except for the switchblade-like sword on his left hip and the far less intimidating-looking handgun on his right.
He looked around the bar for a few moments before walking further in and looking around further, noticeably relaxed.
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Alley - 06-04-2011
Kate sighed.
"I guess the Order is right, my dear Izzy. The Order is always right no matter how many innocents you have murdered for your cause. On the other hand, I find extremely interesting that you think you have a chance to win a potential fight. You see, in space, we always come as outnumbered, yet each time we force all of you to retreat under Isis's shields. What makes you think we won't make you retreat under the table here ?"
Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard - Scarlet - 06-04-2011
Scarlet shakes the profered hand happily .
"Scarlet, a pleasure to meet you."
She picks up the card on the table spinning it around her gloved index and middle fingers. "And it was a pleasure to meet you Mr Frosthearth, safe travels."
She slides the card into the empty holster and turns to Emma again.
"So, what's your occupation?"