*Yuri hears some voices from his Hanger, so he moves to check it out, He Approaches Sabah's bar* Ohh...Well Nice we have a nice bar here aye? *and sits on a Table alone, Then Call the Waiter*Waiter, Please, Give me a 44th Apocolypse*Starts looking at the other Pilots in the Bar, and waits for the Drink*Here you go Mate*Says the Waiter* *Yuri Takes a Sip, And Starts thinking of who should he begin a Chat with*
She's hardly new to this, I like it when they play hard to get, thought Frost. Moving beside Langley, he leant against the bar slightly, looking over the rest of the room."I'll keep you right on the drinks, given I helped the Maestro here pick them out. For one thing, it might be the old recipe but there's no way we'd have any Ale left from Crayter. Not at 60 credits a pint, that's for sure. A little secret something between us, eh?"he said with a smirk.
Quietening down for The Crayterians' first song with hardly a glance towards his 'companion' (while he could help it), he then saw a young woman stand up. After she had finished her rather moving speech, Frost spoke up above all the rest, then turned to look Aeryn in the eyes."For those we left behind!"and slamming back his rum, with the usual Maldava burn rising through his throat.
Pointing towards the tap of mead as the bartender dropped his arm from a salute, Frost then saw Lou walking back up to the microphone... Lucky for him I'm in a good mood. Or maybe its the rum speaking a bit, were his thoughts as he spoke up for a third time."I don't know how things are for you downstairs, Marcus, but we're hardly little when we're loving. I'm sure there are some around who can confirm... maybe this little threesome of spooks, you lot seem to be always watching."
Cupping her chin, she studied the man for a moment as he took a seat next to her. She gave him another soft smile as he spoke, though shortly after tilted her head towards the opposite side as one of the men moved up towards the stage. She used this time to slowly roll her eyes at the comment the man next to her had made.
"I'm afraid you can't keep this woman straight on drinks, Mister... ?" She asked, turning her head back towards him once he was finished shouting across the room. While she waited, she lifted her glass and took a sip the ale, a sharp bitter taste stung her mouth, but she merely smiled behind the glass as she swallowed the liquor.
"Make it 40, and you got a deal."he said with nod.
Overhearing the comments made by Frost, Sierra turned around, and held his mug in the air. It seemed like a sarcastic gesture of acknowledgement, and soon enough, he spoke up.
"Hey, keep it in your pants, 15. And watch yourself with her."he added, before silently chuckling to himself as he turned back to Nighthawk.
Looking how there seem to raise some tensions between the weird bunch of probably-spooks and another pilot, Elaine simply had to chuckle, and jumped in after drinking. Have bar needs that kind of conversation, she thought while turning around.
"Heey guys, don't pick on that poor rocket jockey trying to get hands on that "lady" over there. He's trying is best. I'm sure your three know what I'm talking about, seeing as you three buddies had to find each other first, too. But as long as you're all happy and using your 6 hands to get maximum satisfaction, it's all fine!"
Squished bigly ~Champ- Thanks, you're a champ. "What's the word for when it feels inside your heart that everything in the world is all right?"
Sentry simply nodded to Sierra's response to Frost, then smiled a bit and sipped the last drops of his drink.
Sadly enough, his com-link beeped in his ear. As he stood up and left some cash on the table, he told the other two: You'll see me later. And let me know which one of you wins the bet.
He went for the door, but right before exiting he turned his head a bit and said: Oh, and Frost - if it happens for either of the two to touch you, feel free to remind them of their "nugget" days.
That last part ended with a small chuckle.
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A few minutes later, a couple came in the Ambrosia. Sophius Johnsons - Senior Officer in the 49th - and his wife, Anna of the 31st, were giggling for some reason as they were walking towards one of the tables.
Let me have a look in the menu... He told to a waiter, after they both sat down.
"So you'll drink pretty much anything then? Perhaps I'll get you onto the rum with me later on."Frost said casually, although his mind wasn't quite in the same state.Damned spooks, get out my head! 'Can't keep her straight'... did they know something? Nah, did she not just try to check you out after that endowment joke? You've got this, plenty of girls before this one.
Not being drunk enough to start a fight, there was still some charm and a bit of knowledge to be put to use."Lefty might be a small girl, but no need for a magnifying glass. As Agent V-neck mentioned, you can borrow it to help your own nugget days if you get lonely.
"And as much as I appreciate the support, Maxwell, I remember you getting your hands on Sam's rocket jockey when you first got to Moving. The lady can make up her own mind." Well that looked cool, didn't it you idiot,he thought to himself, before taking up his mead again.
He laughed at Frost's comeback and shook his head, that was probably one of the worst he had heard.
"Not your night eh Frost? Comebacks don't seem to be your expertise."
He grinned turning to Sierra.
"I feel the need.."
Getting up he walked to the jukebox, flipping through the datapad, picking out an old old Classic , hitting Play he raised his glass to Sierra before returning to his seat, the Jukebox playing at full blast.
An immense smile spread across Sierra's face as he slowly put his hand up in the air to meet Nighthawk's.
In unison, they exclaimed"The need... for speed!"
Their hands clapped together, and this is what many historians have called "The greatest high-five in Sirian history." This was because the high-five was in sync with the beginning of the song, as it began playing from the jukebox. Immediately after, Sierra chugged down a good portion of his Ale, and slammed it down on the counter. He turned to Frost and waved his hand up in down, as if to calm him.
"Hey, don't bring her into this. She's just trying to keep you from losing your head, man."
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