Ian stood quietly to the side, watching and examining these new allies as he had done so many times before.
Another water drinker? What sort of naval officers are these? I've seen nunnerys with less sobriety.
He turned to Carl Anders.
"Good to meet you Mr. Anders. Im Ian Holmes. So, is this the pace of parties around here? Some entertainment would liven up the place. Music, dancing, that sort of thing. Drinking till you cant hold onto the floor perhaps? A good pool tournament, or a round of cutthroat cards?"
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|
You had little sleep you say, eh? I have never slept better in my life, instead. Want to hear a secret? *with a low voice* Jacuzzi and 3 beautiful women...it will knock you over yeh yeh *nods slightly*
*Adams is about to leave the bar* Hope you're ready for later, Gary. *taps him on the shoulder*
Jeff, I was born ready *smiles*. Bartender, bring some drinks to everyone, we're partying tonight!
Evans is obviously surprised at the influx of people, and even more so the disscusion about a Jacuzzi
"So, why are so many from the civilian sector allowed on a dreadnought classed battleship?" He regrets saying this immediately, as he fears everyone will give him looks of distaste, instead he attempts to change the topic
"So, uh, how much have you had to drink Allison?"