Luxor || A warm place on Akabat

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Tal Ravis stuck his tongue out at the door guard as he passed through the gate into the bar, making sure to shadow the really unattractive Order agent slash Colonel since she was paying for everything and had top secret clearance or some crap. He shuddered a bit as he entered Luxor, thinking that it was awfully chilly for an establishment that advertised itself as "a warm place on Akabat", and was thankful that he'd thought far ahead enough to bring his tactical black beanie along. After all, he needed to keep his head warm for the soft head pats that he was supposed to get.

He followed Aoi to a table, sliding into the booth across from her while trying really hard not to snag the short-barreled shotgun that was strapped to his thigh on anything, making sure to avoid any awkward eye contact since she was staring him down like he had male genitals growing out of his forehead or something.

"So. Food, drink or both?"

He was glad that she decided to speak up, since he sure as hell wasn't going to start the small talk.

"Uh, both. Yeah." She was paying for all of it, after all.

He looked up at the waitress as she made her approach, shifting his thigh around so that the weapon was less visible. The holster that it was in was awfully difficult to get on and off, and he figured that the security guards wouldn't mind it all that much. They hadn't given him any trouble for it so far, at least.

"Hey there, I'm Kyra. The waitress slash bartender of your trust around here. Once you decided on what you wish to order call me or give me a sign, I'll come to you then. Or, if you already know what you want I can prepare it instantly."

Tal looked over at Aoi, trying to gauge her reaction to the offer. Since she didn't say anything, he turned back around and gave an answer that was in line with the fact that he'd never been here before.

"I gotta take a look at the menu, first. Thanks, though."

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