"Salus Omnibus"

[snowdog1717]

Chris takes his seat across from Lavinia.

"Sorry, I get a bit upset in large crowds"
Chris looks at his drink and starts tapping the glass with his claws

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[Chev]

Zack took his earphone.
Then Peter walked in. He was looking for Zack.

-Over here!-Waved Zack.

Peter came closer.

-So?-Asked Zack.

-Good news, I got conductors from my old pal from Pecos, they aren't new but... it will be enough to reach T-23...

-Ahh...-Sighed Zack.-Good to know.

-Will you help me?-Asked Peter.

-Nah...Use Pitdroids, I bought them to work, not to rust in cargo bay.

-As you wish...

Peter walked away.

Zack sat down near the bar and asked for another beer.

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[lw'nafh]

Mike took another sip of his can of lemonade, smirking at Kane. "Can't play meself, nice tune though."

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вellυм ѕe ιpѕυм aleт

[Osilon]

Lavinia nods.

"I know how that feels" She said quietly, still unsure, but not as much now that she was in a secluded area of the bar.

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A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.

[snowdog1717]

"So, Lavinia, where do you come from?"

Chris looks to be getting more upset as the bar fills.

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[Chev]

Then Kane started to strum a tune. Zack gulped his beer and silently, but loud enough, to be heard singed:

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday...

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[Bazza]

This day saw the Alsatia adrift inside The Barrier, in search of a secret watering hole the commander of the ship had heard a rumour of on Barrier Gate. The crew of the pirate transport were engaged in idle conversation as the leader periodically checked the scanners for any signs of the "Salus Pro Totus" she'd heard about.

"Why did I even come out here?"

"Morbid curiosity."

"Heh. Whenever I encounter a dead ship I always wonder about the history behind it. I believe every vessel has a story to tell - who owned her, what she did and how she came to the end of her life. This... "bar" is the same. I'm rather intrigued that such a massive ship was out here and I'd never known about it until today."

The lumbering transport, affectionately referred to as the "Polygonal Sex Machine" by her owners, carefully manoeuvred through the asteroid clouds, getting close to the co-ordinates provided. A blip appeared on the frankly primitive radar systems the ship ran and upon investigation that blip was revealed as the goal of the journey - a luxury liner whose nose end and most of her forward shell were but a mangled wreckage locked to an asteroid.

The commander drew the transport to a halt and observed the vessel before her. It was indeed heavily damaged on the front end, but what remained was quite clearly alive - light and movement visible through the windows and portholes.

"Well, looks like we found what we were looking for. Misaka, put some clothes on and round the girls up. I want to see what it's like on board."

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[Chev]

Then, Zack drank all,what is left from his glass, paid the check and walked away from the room.

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[Kazinsal]

Kane began to break into a soft pentatonic solo up and down the fretboard of the guitar. At one point, he played solely with his left hand while he took a sip from a beer with his right. The sound of the quiet music rung throughout the open bar and gave the place a little more ambience than one would expect in a dilapidated liner wreck.

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Retired, permanently.

[Snoozzzer]

Alison is leaned up against her partner, smiling at the male across from her
"She doesn't talk too much laddy"
Ali picks up one of her glasses, eying Chris through it and quietly chuckles, before downing it whole.
"Ah! Damn good stuff."
She shivers
"So, we're here out of sheer luck and curiosity. How 'bout you there?"
Ali absentmindedly tugs at Lavinia's tail, running it through her pale fingers.

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