"Bad answer," Hannah responded, pushing her hand down on the button which sealed the airlock and ejected whatever happened to be inside into space.
"Stupid bastard," Hannah said as she walked back to the bar, and noticed Karl's book: Your Behemoth - A Guide to Getting the Most Out of Your Transport.
"Damn good book there, Karl," Hannah said to spark conversation as Karl looked to serving her a beverage, "Helped me through many a tough situation."
//EDIT: If you don't belong here, don't even post, because we'll just get rid of you in RP or out of RP.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.
Udo walked into the bar and went to get a glass of chocolate milk. Since the previous 'incedent' involving him and two female SCRA pilots, Udo was not allowed alchahol, with milk being the strongest thing he could drink without getting loaded on.
He noticed Hannah and Karl, and went to sit down next to them, as his usual company was absent.
"Hallo dere, Frau Hannah! Und Herr Karl... what are you reading?"
A man walks into the bar with the trader that has recently been thrown out. The man appeared to have a tag on his outcast looking suit. Stating he is in fact an outcast. "The name is DR, and what the hell happened here?! Im just flying over looking forward to some ale, but this thing!....bumps into my ship....."
"IM JUST A TRADER! LET ME GO! ILL PAY YOU JUST LET ME LEAVE!" The outcast looks around at the people watching. "what do you three propose i do? I could shoot um here? that would be fun! heheh" "LET ME LIVE!"
Wesley, who was thoroughly drunk at this time, stood up from the bar, staggered over to the Outcast with a beer bottle held by the neck in his hand, and smashed it over the head of the Outcast. He crumpled to the ground.
"Outcast shcum" Wesley slurred, then he dragged him to a Hawk and set it on autopilot to Vogtland. "Let the Hessians deal with 'im."
Udo paid little attention to Wesley and the tormentuous individual who barged into the bar. Realising that Hannah and Karl hated him, he got up and strode over to see what Lorette was doing.
He sat down in a padded chair next to her.
"Guten Tag, Frau Lorette! Erm... how are you today?" Udo said, blushing
Hannah eyed Udo with more than a look of distaste. The man was a flirt, a useless shell of a man, and he expected Hannah to follow him like a puppy, as the other women did. A fool of a man.....
She turned back to speaking with Karl, and finishing her drink.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.
"This is quite the book," Karl said. "I'll agree with you there, Hannah! I hope I can become a successful pilot after I was forced to close my restaurant"
Noticing Udo had walked away, he turned again to Hannah. "I'll be right back," he said to her.
Karl stood and walked over to where Udo now sat and joined him at the table. "Hey Udo! Sorry about that there, I was caught up reading that book. I don't want to get caught by those RM, you know?"
"Are you all right? You've looked sort of sad lately," Karl said. "Anything I can do to cheer you up? I could get Wenzel to make one of those omelets of his for you."