Manhattan Bar and Lounge

[sempai17]

Takara Hakase sighed as he looked up to the sky. The Aerith was finally in orbit above Manhattan after an extended stay at Baltimore for renovation. The 10 remaining crew members were doing preliminary checks before they departed to pick up the rest of the crew. He continued into the Lounge and was surprised to find it was almost packed full. As he made his way to his usual seat he noticed General Isabelle Kaitlyn. He gave a polite nod as acknowledgement of her presence, which she returned. When he sat, Andrews had already brought him his drink.

Andrews put down the bottle of sake in front of his old friend, "So Taka, heard you're setting out again soon. Any place in particular?"

"Nothing special Ern -kun," he shrugged, "Just a bit of travel to stretch the legs. Probably gonna take a few around with us."

"Really? Guess people will still travel, considering the state we're in."

"Yeah," Hakase looked at the bottle, "it is not going to be easy, that is for sure," he took a swig.

"Say Taka," Hakase looked up at the bartender, "Didja hear about..."

He cut him off, "Hai, was gonna look that way after I dropped some Passengers off at New Tokyo. I hear there were more Sol survivors."

"I heard the same thing," he nodded towards the junker and the young woman, "Best be careful out there Taka, from what I hear, they ain't the most friendly of people."

"It'll be alright," he drained the last of the sake, "Say... you wouldn't happen to have a case or two lying around would you?"

Andrews sighed, "Always with the sake... if I weren't a bartender, and got paid for selling this stuff, I'd say you were an alcoholic."

"Well, I've got my reasons."

"I bet you do," he took away the empty bottle and replaced it with a new one, "I'll see what I can scrounge up. Want me to stock up the bar on you pretty 'ittle ship up there?"

"That would be fine, we pick up our first passengers in 2 days."

"Right," Andrews clasped his hands together, "Sorry Taka, your a good friend an' all, but business is business," he turned to another bartender, "Can you hold down fort for a while? Good," he faced his friend again, "You gota sign something before we start getting thoes goods up."

"Fine then, shall we go in your office or mine?"

"We'll toss a coin."

The pair laughed as they made their way down the hallway.

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