Shukura walks into the cafe her pack slung over her shoulder. her pace slow and tired from a full day of work. her clothes slightly covered in grease and a few metal shavings, despite her efforts to clean up a bit before leaving the shop. she yawns a bit as she sits down at the bar. the bar tender nods a greeting, finishes up with one customer and walks over to her.
long day, Shukura? he asks as he hands her a beer
you have no idea. she takes a swig thanks man..i'm seeing that damn engine in my sleep. she sighs and runs a hand over her face
well, maybe you need a break, you have been working on that thing for almost 2 weeks straight. he serves a few more customers.
i wish i could but the ship leaves in another week or so...im almost done anways. she winks at him
The bartender shakes his head at her with a small smile and goes back to his work. Shukura takes another swig and turns to scan the room. she nods to a few of her works customers. after watching the small crowd for a few minutes she turns back to the bar and pulls her computer out of her bag. she pulls up the local news site to catch up on what she missed the last few days. she scans through it and downs the last of her beer
whatcha lookin at, Shuk? the bartender asks her, using the pet name he gave her when she was younger.
not much, just catching up on some of the news she replies as she closes the laptop. quite a bit going on lately.
yeah, it has been strange the last few days if you pay attention to the local rumor pool he winks at her. keep yourself out of trouble, there have been some strange folk about, not my usual customers
dont i always? she smirks at him
he chuckle and flicks her with the towel and hands her another beer. i mean it, i dont want to hear something bad has happened to you....you gonna hang around for a bit after closing? ive got that piece you wanted.
Shukura smiles bout time it got here. no i cant stay, ive got to make sure my delivery of parts is at the shop before i head home for good tonight. ill be back about an hour before closing though. she takes a drink of her beer and sees his expression ill be careful, i promise
she winks at him and takes another drink. she puts her laptop back in her bag and takes a few minutes to finish her brew. tapping the bottom of the bottle on the bar, she tosses him a bit of money and waves as she walks out of Sophie's. the bartender watches her leave, a strange smile on his face. she's a fighter, that one. he thinks.
