"No worries Bo, but I really must be leaving." Kotobuki smiled her brilliant smile before continuing. "Apparently, I'm needed at Freeport 11 now. Something about picking up some information in person, and helping some Omicroners out there."
"If you hear from Liz, let her know her presence back on Freeport 11 would be appreciated." Kotobuki smiled once more at Bo, and then nodded at Anthony Haines direction before leaving the bar.
"Alright, Mugi. Good luck on your trip, and keep an extra eye on the scanner at Omicron Kappa! I recently met lots of nomad patrols on the direct way to the Delta jumphole."
Bo said in a serious way.
"About Liz, didn't see her for some time now. She is probably busy with the Persephone, but i'll drop a message for her at Sparta Station. Take care Mugi!"
He said with a smile.
As Haines leaned forward to get up from the table, and pay for his wine,
his face could be seen in a half shadow.
He walked up to the dark corner of the bar, payed,
grabbed a dart that was on his left-hand side,
and without looking, threw a perfect zero at the board, as he walked up
to the one funny lunatic to which he could never say 'no'. He nodded toward Kotobuki
as she walked past him.
As he walked up to the wrap-around leather couch past the well-preserved piano,
he sat beside Bo Keek -
giving him a gentle wack in the back of his head. Though he would usually do it with a big smile,
and maybe a lude joke, Haines crooked lips only managed a Mona Lisa expression on THIS particular day.
He sat there listening to his comrades for a while.
"There's a vote on Sparta?" Coen said, striding in and joining Bo Keek and Anthony Haines at their table with an effortless stride.
"Perhaps I should get back there and see what is going on?" A smile crossed Coen's face as he mouthed as he shook his head and proceeded to drink a beer which materialised in front of him.
"I tell you now, Raluca's has magic." Coen said, before dropping his voice to whisper. "And Raluca is magic."
Coen had a hearty chuckle before settling down and asking Keek a question. "So, what is happening at Sparta?"
"Good to see you again, Sebastien." Bo said with a happy smile.
"It took a while till you recognized Ral's characteristics my friend, eh?" he said smirking.
"You asked for Sparta? Freeport 9 kept you quite busy it seems. Anyway, seems another ceremony is coming soon and we can get wasted on Neil's bill, or was his name Gregor? I'm not sure right now" Bo said before he turned to the bar to order a new beer.
"Ral, please leave the air out of my bottle. Thanks!"
Raluca served an ice cold Astra beer, Bo's favorite. As soon as he received it, Bo gulped the half bottle.
" I love it *burps*, it's like an angel peeing on your tongue."
[font=Century Gothic][color=#FF99FF]Raluca started laughing.
Very interesting metaphor, Bo. Here's another bottle of Astra... I have to go and retrieve the ZRVT from wherever it is. We lost contact with that ship and now HQ wants us to go look for it.
She waved Bo and headed to the shuttle bay, where her pink Sabre was waiting, ready with auxiliar fuel tanks, sign that it was going to be a long trip.
Coen sat around and watched the spectacle of Keek trying to get into Raluca's pants.
"Man, his pickup lines need work. He's been out of this game too long. Too long on that blasted dromedary which he loves more than any woman." Coen thought to himself.
Coen watched Keek hobble back to the table and then spoke with humour in his tongue. "So, now that an Angel has peed on your tongue, and Sparta duties have settled themselves of their own accord, what else needs to be done? Also, where is Dankien and Mr LaCroix?"