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Ouray Inn (iRP) - Spear - 05-10-2009
Jacobs was sitting at the bar as usual on his downtime, he was drunk, as always his accent was thick and almost incomprensibile when he was fuelled by alcohol.
"So how was your flight my friend" the barman said as he passed Jacobs his fifth double whisky.
"Ahh wiz great laddie, a chased off sum Rougue feller named Rex.Mullins, then this lawdog named Caspian decided to interupt me chasin the Rogue!" Ben shot back his drink and swayed on his stool "Another" he requested.
"So what happened?" the barman refilled the old Xenos glass and looked at the grinning Jacobs with a shudder, he could still remember the time Jacobs had gutted his last chef for serving him a cold pie and beans.
"Well the fool engaged me and tried to missile me to death, Ahh wiz a bit caught off guard at first and took some minor damage. So ahh decided to introduce ma opponent to a few of ma missiles, couple of minutes later his ship was broken." Jacobs grinned the smile of a lunatic and the barkeep shuddered again.
"Just as about to finish this upstart aff some LSF feller named Escrima tried to assist Caspian, but he was too late, now I rounded on the LSF laddie and dished out a spanking to him, he chose to flee. Can't blame the lad, his ship was taking a poundin!"
"Not a bad patrol Ben" The barman noted.
"Aye I cannae complain friend" Ben took another shot and put his glass back on the bar. "Is Maggie dancing tonight?"
"She's just started her shift" the barman replied.
"Right then" Jacobs stood up and swayed about "Time fer me to see me some flesh!" Ben then stumbled towards the lap dancing section.
The barman watched him stummble away and sighed, he will be asleep in there in five minutes he thought. Not even the doormen of the roughest bar in Liberty would have the stones to wake the psycho.
Ouray Inn (iRP) - Tanker - 05-23-2009
Jonathon walks into the bar whistling merrily. and sees Robert Lee sitting at a table in the back.
"Hey Robert!, How's it going today?. Mind if I join ya?"
Robert indicates an unoccupied seat with a nod. " Doing well,actually" He grins.
"Outstanding!" I said. "I am also pleased to bring you some rather interesting news"
I motion to the bartender to bring us another round.
"It seems that the higher ups have also taken a notice to you, but in a good way.hehe"
Robert blinks in surprise and says " How so?"....
"well...." I purposely drag it out with a grin.
"Your promotion has just came through today! " I say , loudly enough that everyone in the bar can hear.
with cheers from everyone there, I hear Robert say.
"awesome, just awesome"
I walk up to the bar and drop a handful of credits on it.
"The drinks are on me"
and walks out whistling merrily...
Ouray Inn (iRP) - Elsdragon - 05-23-2009
Robert sits stunned for a moment,
The orders all the whiskey in the bar.
Ouray Inn (iRP) - Elsdragon - 07-01-2009
Robert walks into the bar
One California VIntage,Serverd chilled
RObert the sighs,Lost in memories of his vinyard
Ouray Inn (iRP) - darthbeck - 07-01-2009
john walks in, and asks for a glass of neon.
the bartender stares at him.
"Is there a problem?" john growls.
the bartender looks slightly nervous.
Ouray Inn (iRP) - Dusty Lens - 07-06-2009
David Chambers had an excellent feeling going. His mind was floating on an inch of the nicest Bourbon Whiskey one could hope to fetch planetside or no. He'd hauled a load of prime luxury foods which he'd bartered away for it. Some group of young folks would be celebrating their first kills over lobster and steak this evening, he was content to sit in his dark booth filing away what reports and requisitions needed doing to ensure the wing continued to function smoothly.
His toes were set to tapping, his fingers to dancing and he was reckoning on mayhap asking a lady to dance with a busted up and much worse looking for the wear man like himself.
But instead he figured he'd make his workpad smarter, so he had opened it up and gotten to work.
The device was a simple affair, which made things easy. It was designed to do what you told it to do and not much more. Optronics being what they were though it wasn't a difficult chore to install some basic language to recognize certain repeated commands, to prepare it to anticipate simple commands.
Not exactly cutting edge UI programming, but he felt pleased to be tinkering with a craft he knew. With another shot of burning amber he carried on amidst the sounds of celebration heralded by the damned pilots surrounding him, living their lives to the fullest before being they were inevitably cut down.
Ouray Inn (iRP) - pragun - 07-10-2009
Sawscale steps into the Inn...
"Oh its been a while me hearties... but Sawscale is back !"
Goes around passing beer to any and everyone around, with a neat single malt to bossman chambers.
Pulls up some chairs and arranges em into a rough circle..
"This place here has been dry for a while guys... and i've come back hereafter ages. Lets liven things up a little."
"Gather around, we're gonna be sharing what's been going on with everyone in the last few weeks... Its storytime fellers !! Who's goin first ??"
Takes a chug outta the beer and looks around with a glint in his eye...
Ouray Inn (iRP) - Tanker - 07-11-2009
Jonathon walks into the bar and takes his usual seat near the back.
"ahh." he says, "it is good to sit back and relax for a bit"
Motions for the bartender. "Please bring me a shot of whiskey and my regular cup of coffee"
Sits back and listens to the din of converstaion around him. "hmm, maybe some music would liven things up around here"
Jonathon gets up and makes his selection on the music device.."This ought to be interesting, hehe" he chuckles. He sits back down and waits for the song to start...
...sound of music starting....
Fighting Xenos from the sky
Fearless men who fly and die
Men who mean just what they say
The brave men of the X.A.
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, Liberties best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the X. A
Trained to live off nature's land
Trained in combat, hand-to-hand
Men who fight by night and day
Courage peak from the X.A.'s
Silver wings upon their chest
These are men, Liberties best
One hundred men will test today
But only three win the X.A.
Back at home a young wife waits
Her X.A. has met his fate
He has died for those oppressed
Leaving her his last request
Put silver wings on my son's chest
Make him one of Liberties best
He'll be a man they'll test one day
Have him win the X.A.
Now that is some good music thinks Jonathon as he finishes his drink....
Ouray Inn (iRP) - darthbeck - 08-22-2009
john walks in, grabs someone's drink, and downs it in one long swig. as teh person who's drink he just took starts to object, john smashes the glass down onto the mans hand. breaking the glass.
he then walks up to the bartender and says in a voice barely audible. "gimme something strong."
the bartender, knowing better then arguing with a man who looked ready to drink paint thinner, quickly hands him a glass of liquid. clear with green specks floating in it.
john takes it, and without looking at it, drinks it.
the bartender steps back as john collapses.
"damn... one of you better get him to the medical bay. he's gonna need ta get his stomich purged."
one of the other patrons, finished off a glass of the same stuff. a shot glass.
Ouray Inn (iRP) - looqas - 09-09-2009
"One juice please."
The the wiry little fellow wearing sneakers, jeans, baseball cap sporting the NY Gargantuans logo and hanging red and white checkered flannel shirts walk in. As he sits down on a stool next to the counter. The bartender frown on the request and grumbles under his breath, but reaches down the dusty self and takes a bottle of Synth Foods' Fructocular and pours it to the glass. As the bartender gives the glass he says.
"I haven't seen you around. You new?"
"Yeah. Art Seller. My dad thinks he had a sense of humor. And he had a little boutique names so too. Not anymore with the present economical situation. I guess I own him more than a name after hearing his rant about the government stealing our jobs. I've been here for couple of weeks. "
Art extends his hand over the counter to shake the bartender's hand.
"By the way my homies call me Flannel for the shirts I always wear. These are way too comfortable to give over to suits."
"Nice to meet you. Say, where do come from now? You seems a little bit shaken."
"NY. Was acquiring some supplies from a friend of mine but got beset by Navy."
"How did it go?"
"Surprisingly good. And things are looking prosperous in our endeavors to make the establishment see reason and that people of the Liberty have finally had enough. See I met a navy guy while putting a stop to traffic to Detroit, but he was a waste of time. My time that is and he came in blazing but then came along another Navy man and...
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...it sure was interesting to see. It pays off to stay my hand sometimes. This guy could be worth of his weight in gold to our cause. In terms of information and what he can do to aid our cause. Interesting rumor about the Liberty - Kusari war. I don't think they could handle two front war and that would leave us in a tight spot. But I don't think it comes to that. The government can't possibly be that stupid. They are greedy and power-hungry, but not stupid."
Art finishes the drink and on his way out he nods to people at the table.