"Well, since we're all Omicroners here, I've been to see the Gas Miners Guild on Naha. They are quite a lovely bunch. Nowhere near as stuck up as the other Kusari people. Very humble and gracious." Kotobuki began to speak of her travels.
"And well, since we got banned from Kusari, I could not peddle my wares through the area so to speak. So, I pretty much holed up in Naha and chilled. Went rather well. I take it Sebastien handled the business as King of Sparta." Kotobuki laughed at her own sentence. Coen was teasingly called King for the way he handled some things.
She picked up one of the five remaining drinks. "You know Bo, it isn't fair stealing a lady's drink before she's even had one.
"Right, Raluca?" Kotobuki continued, before cracking open her own drink and sipping it slightly before making a scrunched up face at the sourness of it.
"So, anyway, that's about it. What about you?" Kotobuki's big round eyes focused on Keek.
Bo smiled. I was just guessing the drinks are for us, when you place right in front of me. That's good stuff, by the way! He took another sip. I've been busy in Omicron 74 recently, you might have heard that we lost the Persephone. My ship got some malfunctions too, it's subject of a complete overhaul right now.
Kotobuki smiled. She didn't really care about the drink. "I like the drink too. But, I think that was obvious."
"Yes, I got the memo from Sebastien. Rather sad, but I hear we found Liz in one piece." Kotobuki gulped another portion of her drink in a most unladylike manner. "So, I guess that's something. People die too easily out here."
"From what I hear Bo, your ship is always in repairs." Kotobuki teased Bo. The Auzawandilaz was a reliable ship, with a small cargo hold, and Bo Keek loved it to bits. He loved it so much he would not even upgrade it to one with a larger cargo hold at The Quorum's cost.
"Anyway, I need to get moving sometime. I'm being shipped off somewhat." Kotobuki said, hoping Keek would bite for more information.
"Seriously, let's not talk about the Auzawandilaz! I'm a kind of desperate with it at the moment. As soon as you fix something, something else breaks." Bo sighs at the situation.
"Let's talk about something else. You mentioned Liz, she is indeed alright. I do not have lots of informations about what happened, but i do know we lost the Persephone and lots of its crew. I think the wreck is currently move to Livadia, but i'm not sure." He said and flushed down his drink.
"Ral, hon. Mind bringing some beers to our table?"
Kotobuki understood. Every Omicroner's ship was their own pride and joy. Her own Juggernaut of sorts was her's and she would feel very hurt if something happened to it. "I understand Bo. Let me know if I can help out."
"I don't want to think of the dead crew too much." She said reflectively.
"Liz making it back is good, but the people lost..." Her voice trailed off as she looked out the bar's windows.
She sighed. "Is it salvageable? Or a new rebuild? As I recall Jason was working on something major at Corinth before he closed himself into a room and didn't come out again. Mannock runs it know. He would know."
"Unfortunately i got no further informations about the Persephone, a quarantine mark buoy prevented any analyses of the sector." he said with a sad voice.
"Thanks for offering your help, i think you should have a look at the Auzawandilaz. Maybe you'll locate the errors it got more and more recently?!" Bo turned around to Raluca, she served the ordered beers in the second Bo finished his sentence.
"Awesome, thanks Ral! Grab one yourself, Mugi too. Cheers fellas!"
Kotobuki watched the beers get plonked on the table and Keek burp.
"Oh Bo. How could you? There was no need to burp." Kotobuki reprimanded him jokingly.
"A quarantine buoy? How do they work? As I recall Sebastien is one of the few who orders where they are laid down?" She was genuinely curious as to how a Senior did not get around a quarantine buoy.
"I can help sometime. In fact, if you give me the codes, I can head down now. Sebastien should be back from his trip to Freeport 9 anyway."
She wondered when Coen would walk in through that door. She also wondered what was wrong with Keek's ship.
"Oops, my apologize! That's what beer is doing to me sometimes." Bo smiles
"Yes, a quarantine buoy. If you had noted the radiation in E7, you wouldn't have tried to get around too i guess! About the buoys itself i have no clue how exactly they're working, i'm no engineers. I think it works like an independent scanner and transmitter unit, something like that." He said before downing the rest of his beer.
*In a dark corner, opposite to the entrance of the bar, sat one of their comrades; his face could not be seen but the burning of his cigar, and the scars on his right hand, were visible*
1st Omicroner:*squints* "Is that Anthony . . . ?" 2nd Omicroner: "It should be . . ." *he said, without lifting up his head* Rookie Omicroner: "Why is he all the way over there??"
*first Omicroner looks down at his endeaves*
*the rookie looks around at his comrades who are sitting with him*
Rookie Omicroner: "Did I say something wrong?" 1st Omicroner:*licks his lower lip and begins to talk but looks at his friend when he cuts him off* "Today was ----- " 2nd Omicroner (to rookie): "---- you know what day it is, son?" *rookie looks at both of them; shakes his head* 2nd Omicroner: "Today was when his betrothed was impaled by a Coalition pilot."
*the rookie had a look of regret on his face; he looks down for a moment and is about to rise from his seat when his friend grabs his forearm* 2nd Omicroner:*looking up* "Don't worry about it, son. Leave him be." Rookie Omicroner: "But --- " 2nd Omicroner: " --- I said, leave him be." *looks at the young pilot with intensity*
*the young pilot sits back down, but looks toward Anthony's direction* *his distraction is interrupted by his friend*
1st Omicroner: "Yeah, last time somebody wanted to express his condolences, the guy talking to Anthony wound up with a medical report longer than his ----" *he stops his morbidly humorous remark as his [color=#FFCC00]friend slowly turns toward him*
*the rookie goes to get up again, and his comrade grabs him with a stronger grip this time*2nd Omicroner:*in a low angry voice* "I told you to sit down!" *the rookie gentle removes his friends grip* Rookie Omicroner:*he says, in a calm voice* "Relax, I'm just going to get more cheese" *the rookie only looks toward Anthony for a second, with sympathy, as he walks up to the bar*
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