Aboard the TF7 Honolulu

[DarthBindo]

Ian doubles over at the totally unexpected punch, falling off his stool laughing.
"Oy, you've got some fire in ye, lass."
He drained the rest of the drink and then performed the time honored drunk test he had learned from some of the best mercs this side of Sol.
He lay on the floor.
Careful now......careful....nope. Don't need to hold on to lie on the floor. Time for another drink!

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|

[Switchback]

Daniel Walked into the room, Noticing the high volume of laughter,
and walks over to the bar and sits down.

One Beer.

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Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.

[Total.Absolution]

Anders looks over dull-like towards Daniel, and yells

Hey, Marshal! Lighten up, man! Better embrace life while you can, next day your escape pod might malfunction! You never know!

He takes a swig from the Liberty Ale he swiped from the bar earlier, and almost falls flat on his back

[LONGBOW]

Kris and Clark watch with silent amusemetn from their corner booth as Drew and Sarah move to join them.
"And we're supposed to trust these people sir?" exclaims Daniel.
"Just let it roll man. They're here for a good time, same as us, they just don't quite know how to do it," Kris replied as he eased back in his seat, "Maybe we'll show them when the other two get here." Kris's idea of a good time wasn't something universally appreciated within the Task Force, but it never failed to garner a response...

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[Charo]

Still half paying attention, Ally sits on the stool lost in thoughts, or trying to think how to string her words together.

"I'm not -that- drunk Evans, but if you say so, then let's go..."

She hops off the stool, stumbling for a second, before regaining her composure and turning to face Evans

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[Switchback]

Daniel watches Anders as he yells something then turns back to his beer

Goddamn Kids.

Daniel looks at his bottle for a second

Oi, bartender, another one!

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Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.

[Araevin Teshurr]

Evans takes Allison's arm in his and begins to walk towards the exit
"See you all around, and Ian, when you sober up, remember that you owe me a new Navy jumpsuit."
He makes it through the door, supporting Allison so she does not fall over

[Total.Absolution]

Anders thinks about yelling a retort, but almost instantly after his Ale swig, he passes out in one of the Honolulu's corner bar table seats.

[uhhoh]

*Jason takes a seat at the bar*



"One beer please, and keep them coming."

[Switchback]

Hearing a crash, Daniel turns Around

Cant hold your liquor kid?

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Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts... perhaps the fear of a loss of power.