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Discussion in 'Open Roleplay' started by Neamheaglach, Jun 14, 2018.

  1. Irkalla Kasai

    Irkalla Kasai That’s ‘Commander’ to you.
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    @Irys Akane | @Brenda Hernandez | @Erich Hunter

    Kasai quirked an amused brow, but said nothing as she led the way to the table in the back. Their little Ceres misadventure was best left unmentioned, impolite company or not. Never knew who was listening, especially in a crowded place like this.

    She took another healthy swig of her whiskey. It burned away the thoughts of the past few months, but she still set her glass down harder than she meant to.

    Well. Whatever.

    ‘Evening, Skip’ echoed around the table as they dealt them in.

    The officers of Nergal and Strident needed no introduction, but there was one player Kasai didn’t recognize from either crew. Might’ve just been the alcohol, but—

    “We’d none of us turn a good Martian away,”
    “More like their dollars,” Belinda snorted beside her.
    “—but ‘least let us know who it is we’ll be picking clean tonight.”

    Kasai offered her free hand to the newcomer while she considered her hand. Pity. The numbers were starting to get a bit blurry at the edges.
     
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  2. Erich Hunter

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    "Erich Hunter," He responded as he accepted the hand with a quick shake. Erich offered a smile, though uneasily he realized that perhaps he was swimming with sharks here. "Engineer, worked up in the shipyards for a bit, so probably fixed or upgraded your ship before-and I gotta say the ships I see returned and the condition their in, damn near breaks my heart," Feigning mock injury, Honestly I'm more surprised than worried with some of the ships that get docked for repairs.

    His eyes gave everyone a quick glance and a nod of thanks, he submitted his buy in quickly and made sure he placed his limit for how he was going spend tonight. I mean, I'm going to be walking out richer, but still gotta be safe, not because I'm not confident but- Erich batted away those pesky thoughts. While he couldn't read people that exactly well, he knew a few things about probability and chance.

    Another quick glance at his hand Erich looked around the others and their bets, "Though my superiors believe me ready to join up with Fleet, so I'll promise you guys this, when I win it all, I'll give any future crew member a chance to win back their money," Erich suggested. He waved his hand to call the current bet.

    | @Irys Akane | @Brenda Hernandez | @Irkalla Kasai |
     
  3. Irys Akane

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    @Erich Hunter @Brenda Hernandez @Irkalla Kasai

    Irys raised a precisely shaped eyebrow at the comment. The young engineer's confidence almost made her turn the implants back on. Didn't even need to look at the others. Just connect to the terminal in her clutch bag and start it counting cards for her.

    She refrained and checked her cards serrupticiously. A pair of twos. And no twos face up on the table. Irys called without giving much away and turned to watching the others carefully. Just because she had her implants off - and was two drinks in - didn't mean she couldn't glean something useful from small expressions.

    "Are you sure you don't want a beer?" Mele asked. She was obviously trying to distract her.

    "Why would I? Why would anyone?" Irys replied.

    "Had you down as a wine drinker at worst. Can't believe I have a cocktail person on my ops deck."

    But Irys kept watching her and Irkalla closely.
     
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  4. Harland Drake

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    Sandra Torres was already on her third beer when Harland noticed her sitting by herself at the bar. He and Priya made their way over and introductions were made between the two women. His now former coworker from the Tiberius Nero informed him they had just missed Chowdhury, Ahmadi, and a handful of others celebrating the Captain's retirement. Harland was grateful for that.

    "You got plans for leave?" Harland asked.

    "Probably go free-climbing. Maybe catch a couple games." She said, indicating a wall screen above the bar with an inclination of her head. The feed was showing a football match between the First Landing Rocketeers and the Kalpana Prospectors. The Rocketeers were up 3-2 with 12 minutes left. "Anything that involves solid ground and natural gravity really."

    "What team do you root for?" Priya asked, an avid soccer fan herself. She started kicking around balls when she was just three years old.

    "The Gauchos. They're having a rough start this year, but they'll bounce back" The Los Brisbanos de Bled team had lost one of their best strikers during the second game of the season and were now essentially a one-man-show on offense. "You?"

    "Tigers. Gotta support my home team even if they do suck." Priya smiled, actually seeming to enjoy herself. Harland was glad. He knew she wasn't entirely comfortable in a military bar, having never served herself. But as long as the topic wasn't military-related she'd do just fine.

    "What about you, Harland? I bet you're a Bureaucrats fan aren't you?" The unsubtle name of the of the Londres Nova team also doubling as a quip about his family's political history.

    "Guilty" he said with a grin. "We play our cards right we'll get to the playoffs this year. It'll be good for the younger players to get that experience."

    The banter back and forth about each person's favorite team lasted a couple more minutes, by which time they had all finished their drinks. Sandra ordered another beer and another round of whatever Harland and, by extension, Priya wanted to settle the bet she lost to Harland on their survey of the Phoebe debris field.

    "Well, I think we're going to go upstairs and dance for a bit. Feel free to grab someone and join us." Sandra nodded. As Harland and Priya made their way to the stairs he caught sight of some of the crews from the Nergal and Strident over in the corner playing cards. Best not disturb them. If they're still around on the way out maybe I'll drop by.
     
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  5. Karen Ashoka

    Karen Ashoka Pilot for the MCR
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    Karen had finished her drink a short while ago and had spent the last few minutes dancing to the music, an old remix almost over a century old by a pair of musicians known as 'The Presets' was playing, not that she knew who they were, only that their name kept flashing on the oversized displays that surrounded the DJ booth. The DJ himself was a beefy man with tiny black spectacles, his headphones looking comically small on his dome of a head that seemed to join his torso with no sign of a neck in between. He was an interesting sight, but he knew what he was doing, and that's all that mattered.

    Still, Karen grew thirsty once again and exited the dancefloor in the direction of the bar which wrapped around half of the inner circle of the venue. This time she ordered a cocktail off the menu, an espresso martini. She had not had proper coffee in a while and the thought of being able to taste the beans that grew in the red martian soil made her mouth water. While she waited for the cocktail, her attention was drawn to one of the many displays behind the bar, a news program was on with subtitles working their way across the screen in lieu of audio.
    A image of Karen appeared on the screen, in her dress uniform, smiling. Karen scowled and turned her head down and away hoping no one was watching at the same time.
    The screen then changed to a logo of the news show before moving on to other programming

    Karen rolled her eyes. She should be meeting that delegation, or at least on that expedition back North to oversee the city's integration into the Republic, not sitting here sipping drinks waiting to be shot into space. But she was stuck here and was under orders to enjoy herself. Turning back to the bar she was greeted by a high, wide glass full of delicious espresso martini. She took a sip and looked around to see if she recognised anyone.
     
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  6. FlightAlpha37

    FlightAlpha37 Mastermind behind crew of Calico Felicette
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    After a long way to go and long story since all the mess at Eros and Thoth station. Calico crew finally landed back on the red planet again. The ship is currently docked at Callisto but Jupiter fleet ship them home for a short break. Wash away temporary ink on their body and donned a uniform jumpsuit with "Folkvangr" name printed on it. It's been a while since they left and their mission is donkeyball so not many people know them anyway

    the group sitting in a corner, eat and drink. Waiting for anyone who want to talk to them.
     
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  7. Zay Boussaa

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    The place is very lively. It would appear that all of Eros' returning teams have gathered here.

    Excellent, that might make my job easier. Thinks Zay

    The bouncer let him in, he was a client once. And technically he's a veteran.

    In the distance he sees the team he is looking for. If his intel is good. The latter have some rather interesting information about Protogen.

    So, smile friendly and kind. He's got years of experience on this. Everyone falls into the trap.

    ''Can I offer you a drink?''



    @FlightAlpha37
     
  8. FlightAlpha37

    FlightAlpha37 Mastermind behind crew of Calico Felicette
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    "Sure, sir." Vera reply and told her crew to move so Zay can have a space to sit.

    None of them ever seen this man, but seem like he is senior and experienced.

    "Thank you" The engineer said, "I'm Kajiyashiki Itsuki"

    @Zay Boussaa
     
  9. Zay Boussaa

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    Zay sits down with them and with a gesture of his hand passes his terminal over the table screen. This last beep and displays a pop-up: Unlimited Drink.

    All beverage purchases are credited directly to his account now.

    "We never really had a chance to meet, I'm Zay Boussaa. The chief of the Prime Minister office....and also congressman. Nice to meet you!"


    Zay extends his hand to shake Kajiyashiki Itsuki's hand.

    @FlightAlpha37
     
  10. Brenda Hernandez

    Brenda Hernandez Kasai's Hammer
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    Brenda didn't recognize anyone at the table save his compatriot with the startlingly white hair, and, as was his habit, he was going to get absolutely roasted before actually getting into the game. He stood nearby, drink in hand, eyeing up the table and the hands without being close enough to be inclined to be labeled an associate to crime.

    Whiskey chased away his doubts, burned away his memories, and left a pleasantly warm feeling in his stomach. Gambling was what he did to pass the time when he wasn't going home with anyone, and he wasn't dumb enough to drink anymore.

    He hadn't reached the point of being full fledged pants-on-head, yet, and so the metaphorical coin was staying in his pocket. "Oi, Skip." He says, speaking to @Irkalla Kasai. "Don't fuck it up."
     
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  11. Irkalla Kasai

    Irkalla Kasai That’s ‘Commander’ to you.
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    Fourth? Fifth?

    Kasai had stopped counting her drinks, and perhaps it was better that way. She was busy enough counting the cards in her hand, and on the table, and the dollars passing between them. Back and forth, then back and forth again.

    If she were smarter – or less drunk, at least – Irkalla might’ve tacked some profound thought onto the end of that observation.

    Fortunately, she was well on her way to being… what’s it called again? Pants-on-head?

    Her green eyes flicked over to Erich and his cocky grin. “I reckon my ship’s older than your hide, kid. Besides—” she drowned the rest of her glass, “in the Fleet, gambling’s against the rules.”

    Kasai grinned and flipped Brenda off over her shoulder. “Ain’t that right, Hernandez? We fuck things up, kid.” She called and swept a few virtual chips into the middle. “And sometimes, we bet on it.”

    @Erich Hunter | @Irys Akane | @Brenda Hernandez
     
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  12. Erich Hunter

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    Erich guessed he was about the youngest of the bunch here, with the comment of their ship being older than him it certainly narrowed the field of ships these folks served on. They seem nice enough, of course it might be all the drink. "All the same, I don't like keeping grudges, so I'll work in some charity work with everyone" Erich quipped in, his eyes darting from one card to the next.

    Drunk Sharks, but sharks all the same.
    Erich noted mentally as he kept his cards faced down, an Ace and a Ten, unfortunately the first set of cards on the table gave him no sure bet. Though the possibility of a flush did present itself with the Queen, and old thought about winning came up. I don't have to walk away with all their money, winning means all sorts of things. He was here to have fun after all.

    "What ship do you lot serve on?" Erich asked, calling the next bet as he eyed the card shown on the table. He glanced over to where the white haired woman had gestured to 'Hernandez' and well, impressed was an understatement. "Judging from what I've just heard, it sounds like you all are some of the toughest Martians in the solar system."

    | @Irys Akane | @Brenda Hernandez | @Irkalla Kasai |
     
  13. Irys Akane

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    Last card went on the table. Two of hearts. Irys now had three of a kind. It was a reasonably strong hand and she was still sober enough to play with a purpose. First chance she got, she raised the stakes and leaned back in her chair with an air of silent confidence.

    The marines had started their machismo routine in the face of a junior member of the forces. Another few drinks and they would probably rip off their shirts and start a headbutting contest. This was why she needed to go somewhere else tomorrow night.

    "Who won the bet on the Nergal getting fucked up by belters?" she asked sweetly with a glance towards Irkalla. A slightly delayed part of her mind that appraised danger suggested that one of three things was going to happen. The intended effect was to put her off kilter, but there was a larger chance she would knuckle down and play to win. There was a small chance Irys was about to get punched. Marines weren't known for being well behaved on a night out, which was why the military police tended to patrol these areas looking for kids with buzz cuts causing trouble.


    OOC/ if I've been inconsistent with what's on the table, oh well! @Erich Hunter @Irkalla Kasai @Brenda Hernandez
     
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  14. Hector Royce

    Hector Royce MCR Marine, MCRN Bexar
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    Royce walked into the Gimmick after a long afternoon of partying with his family and friends for a quiet drink alone. Ashley, his girlfriend and crewmate are aboard the Caladbolg, was called back to the boat to deal with an inventory discrepancy in the infirmary, so he decided to enjoy the rest of the night alone. He realized about 20 feet out of his apartment that that wasn’t going to happen.

    As more and more word came out about Eros and what happened to him and his team, his face and name was in the news a lot. The sole survivor of a mission to a doomed station, his face beamed on every screen on mars. It was impossible for the MMC to keep him a secret, no matter how tight lipped they were able to keep about whatever it was that took over the stationed and killed his team. The story became they died in a rehearsal run, for preparation to enter the station.

    Royce was dreading the celebrity; Martians being what they were, they treated war heroes like rock stars. However what he got wasn’t celebrity or fame or adulation, but pity and false sympathy, which was worse. So he wore a baseball cap low over his eyes when he walked into the bar. Seeing a card game going in the back with a few officers he recognized, he considered joining the game, but decided against it. They were pretty far along in the game, and drinking alone implied not joining poker games.

    He sat, and waved down the bartender and ordered a beer. The bartender, turning to watch the tv behind him, noticed Royce’s face on the muted screen, then turned to look back at him. Royce quickly looked down and pulled his cap over his eves after getting a view of the tv for himself. The bartender smiled grimly, then brought him another beer. “I won’t tell anyone who you are, kid. You drink on the house tonight though.”

    Royce nodded his thanks. “In that case, how about a little whiskey? Something to sip on?” The bartender grinned and produced a bottle of Macallan, imported directly from Earth. He produced two glasses and poured himself and Royce a healthy amount. The toasted and drank, savoring the high end whiskey.

    “Holy shit that’s fuckin good,” Royce said after a moment. He spent his next three glasses of the fine whiskey watching the card game and taking to the bartender.
     
  15. Harland Drake

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    The thrum of the music on the third floor was a physical manifestation Harland could feel in his chest. From atop his platform against the back wall the DJ looked like an apparition as his silhouette was accentuated by the upward-pointed multicolored lights all around him. Similar lights beamed down from the ceiling fixtures and at various points around of the room. The only exception being the one corner of the room that held the floor's lone bar, small though it may have been. Small tables with chairs and benches lined the walls for the tired, the drunk, those who didn't know how to dance, and those looking for a partner.

    The dance floor was a decent size and was packed to the gills with people who had surely just touched back down on Mars. What better way to blow off the steam of a deployment then to get drunk, grind up against a random person, and not remember a thing when you woke up next to them the next morning?

    "Work hard, play hard". Indeed, that was the unofficial motto of the Martian military forces.

    Harland and Priya waited for the current song to be over before trying to make their way onto the floor. The oppressing heat of packed bodies quickly made it's presence known and the couple exited the floor after three songs. Inaj Khan, DJ Supernova, Kaylee Rice, in that order.

    Priya's reserved demeanor began to crack halfway through the first song as the effects of alcohol loosened her up. It was good for her to let her hair down every once in a while. She worked just as hard as any Martian and, combined with her very strict and high standards family, was in just as much need of blowing off steam as anyone else in the room.

    "OK, I'll admit, I'm having fun. I take back my previous concerns about this place." Priya said.

    "You had concerns? I couldn't tell." Harland said with a shit-eating grin. Priya playfully punched his shoulder.

    "Ha ha."
     
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