The woman in the white trenchcoat turns to face the newcomers and raises an eyebrow, then with a quick glance she scans the rest of the bar, looking for a nice spot. Seeing an empty table in a dark corner, she calmly walks on that direction, her boots remarking every step on the floor to all the audience; once at the table, she sits on the corner couch with a deliberately slow motion, resting her boots on the table in front of her.
"No service in this bar?" speaking approximately towards the counter, but throwing quick glances to all the faces in the room.
Jason jumped to actually, a warm grin on his face. "Aaaah, miss. You're lookin' fer me, so tell me, whaddya drink? We got pretty much everythin' here."
Slowly, Lavinia began to relax, slipping out from behind Alison. Her tail flicked as she turned around, her dark fur shining in the light. She was mostly human in form, except for her tail, fur, and canine-like head, the implants in her eyes and ears shining steadily. As the trenchcoat-wearing woman glanced at her, she quickly turned away, slightly panicked, and tugged at Alisons arm.
"Uhm...can...can we sit down somewhere?" She said quietly, pointing to a rather secluded area of the room.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Jason smirks, giving an affirmative nod and going to prepare Amalia her drink, before slipping the glass down and pouring it, holding his smile. "That's, four credits."
A man with relatively tidy, but un-styled brown hair walked in, wearing an odd looking black leather jacket, thought it looked like more of a trench coat. It had dashes of crimson across it, all angled to the middle. Under it was was a black shirt, he was wearing cargo trousers that matched the shirt. He had a form of pistol holstered on his belt.
He approached the bar, walking pretty casually, he cleared his throat rather loudly when he arrived, immediate catching Jason's attention. "Mike? Well I'll be damned... Long time no see. Offer ya a drink?"
The man, apparently being named "Michael" grinned, looking to the rest of the room, before back to Jason. "Nah, just 'ere t' socialise 'n' all that..." with that said, he turned, leaning back against the bar, looking for someone to talk to.
Harold looked over at the bartender. "Beer, please," he said, smiling. He turned around and looked through the room again. He saw Lavinia hiding behind a woman and waved politely at her as he picked up his drink.
He took a sip.
This is going to be a hell of a night, he thought to himself silently.
Lavinia caught Kane's wave, and smiled, glad to see a friendly face. She waved back, and slips out from behind Alison, only a little, slightly more comfortable knowing that a friend was here.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
Just having escaped from a liberty sience lab, Chris was having a hard time finding a place to call home and hide out for a few weeks.
Turning his stolen ship towards a very unused section of liberty space Chris came apon an old junk heap.
When he got closer he saw there was an open port whith several other ships inside, quikly landing and getting inside to make sure he was not seen. He went inside and saw it was a bar.
Chris made his way inside pulling his long coat close about him so no one whould see him for what he was, heading for a dark corner of the room. As he sat down he called over the bartender.
Man, named Zack Leroy entered the bar, he was dressed black, clean suit, as always. In beginning, he was standing near the entrance about a minute, looking at the girls in bar. He winked to one of them, from a reaction of the girl, it was clear, that she never seen Zack before.
Zack sat on one of the empty tables, took holopad and minded his own business. After few minutes he risen his right hand, that he wanted to call bartender. He put holopad back to his pocket and waited...
Chris, liking the look of zack stands up from his table and walks over to him.
"Mind if I join you partner?" Chris says.
Chris takes off his hat to show his lupine head, coverd with black fur with some kind of red tato on the left side of his head. His teeth shine as his mouth is drawn back in what looks like an atemped at a smile.
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