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The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - ryeguy146 - 05-10-2010
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Clif, strode into the Alcatraz bar on long uncoordinated legs. He had completed one too many runs to Omicron Alpha, and his ears rung with the loud music that he used to drown out the slaves. Collapsing at the nearest available chair, he ordered a drink to wake himself up a bit, he still had to report before allowing himself some much needed sleep.
Drink in hand, Clif finally began to survey the scene. A disparate lot, these Rogues, but they were family. "The type of family who might steal your kidney, but you take what you can get," Clif laughed to himself. He drown his cynical thoughts in his drink and felt the alcohol relieve the aches. With renewed energy, he continued scoping out the joint.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - Rodent - 06-05-2010
Diana walked into the bar. Taking a side seat, she took a few bottles of soda, and leaned on the chair, thinking and drinking.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - Khelric - 06-05-2010
Wolf jerks awake in his chair, wiping his face momentarily before his eyes even open. He looks out from his secluded little corner of the bar as his eyes adjust to the light that's filtering through the thick smoke filling the air.
"I see I at least made it back to a bar this time. Good work, Wolfie." he says in his typical gravely voice.
Without even looking, he reaches out in front of himself instinctively and finds the bottle on the table. He tilts his head back, resting it against the wall and puts the glass to his lips. His eyes fall shut as the sweet alcohol gushes out of it, wetting his dry mouth and burning his throat.
"Whew, damn. Any port in a storm, I guess." he says looking around the bar again.
He spots a few familiar faces, but decides to stay in his corner until he either comes to or someone approaches him. Whichever happens first.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - ryeguy146 - 06-07-2010
Clif notices Wolf drowsing, propped up against the wall in his chair, and laughs. He wrinkles up some paper in his pocket and throws it at the old man as he makes his way to the bartender.
"I'll take a Bretonian Port. Dark as it comes," Clif says as he takes a stool. While waiting for his brew, he turns to face the room and relaxes against the bar. He reached absently into his jacket pocket and rolled up some synthetic marijuana. He was just admiring his work when the bartender returned with his beer, and Clif scooped it up and made his way to Wolf's table, just as Diana entered the Alcatraz Bar.
Clif struggled to light the joint and hold the beer as he motioned for Diana to join him. Slamming his mug of beer onto Wolf's table, he attempted to wake the old man. He frowned at the sloshed beer, but took a seat across the table from the man and waited for him to wake. Best to give an old man his time to clear the crud from his eyes. Clif takes a drag and looks to Diana.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - Khelric - 06-07-2010
Wolf groans as the paper hits him. It breaks his concentration on the bottle and he spills some of the potent booze on himself. He sits straight up and slams his bottle on the table as he gets ready to turn the poor sod that hit him into a bloody pulp. After looking around, he sees Clif grinning at him.
"Friggin' kids." he grumbles to himself as he settles back into his chair.
Clif seems to be ordering a drink at the bar and fiddling with something in his hands. Wolf notices him take a drink from the bar and then approach his table and slam his drink down, spilling a bit.
"Not too bright, eh son? Marijuana too? You give me crap for the cardi, but you're puffin' on that weak stuff. Speakin' of which, it's 'bout that time."
Ignoring the tube going into his nostril, Wolf pulls out a makeshift homemade device and loads it up with some Cardamine he keeps in a small bag in his pocket. He places a nozzle from the device into his other nostril and presses a button, delivering a full burst of the powder into his nasal passages. He sits up straight in his chair and breathes deep again as more of the drug is forced into his system. Wolf's eyes flutter shut as he sporadically releases all of the air in his lungs and sinks back into his chair.
"Never thought I'd use this stuff..." He chokes out in between a few coughs, "but it's not half bad. So what havoc are you raising today, boy?" He sputters out at Clif as he regains his equilibrium and opens his eyes again.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - Rodent - 06-07-2010
Diana gives a tired smile, and pulls up a stool near the two men. For a while she sits silently, sipping on her drink and listening to the two men bantering amongst themselves. It had been a long day as usual, too little rest, she almost drifted off, but then shook herself and spoke.
"How's it going then lads?" she said.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - ryeguy146 - 06-07-2010
"I only transport the stuff, Old Man, maybe when I get to your age and I can't keep up," Clif laughs, "If I make it that far." Taking a drink, he continues, "Not much trouble so far today, mostly getting chased by bounty boys. Did some chasing of my own too. Always at least one stupid trader to make the night interesting. Mostly just moving slaves."
Clif turns towards Diana, "How 'bout you?" He gestures towards Wolf, "You can tell he's been in here all night being unproductive, yourself?" Punctuating the question with a drink and a toke, which he blows in Wolf's direction. "And there's nothing wrong with a lil' jay on occasion to take the edge off." And truer words he had never spoken. Anything to keep himself distracted.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - Rodent - 06-08-2010
"Pretty good Clif, running around, smugglin' , blowin' up stuff....you know, the usual" she said dismissively, as if the things were of no matter. She looked at ol' Wolf half-asleep, and smiled a bit, the old man could be adorable at times.
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - ryeguy146 - 06-09-2010
Only half listening to Diana, Clif probed his concerns in the back of his head. And without noting the affection in Diana's eyes, he interrupted, "You two ever worry about assassins?"
The two looked at him. You could expect such a reaction from such a random comment. "I mean... not out in space, but here. I think..." Clif struggled to appear nonchalant "that I'm being followed."
The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub - max_was_ere@hotmail.com - 06-10-2010
Clif was awaiting the replies of his companions when an inconspicuous figure entered the lounge. The patron seemed to be a new face in the Alcatraz lounge. In actual fact that inconspicuous figure had visited this bar more times than most, it was just she kept to herself so well. It was almost as if she didn't exist, she just came in to pick up her delivery of weaponry parts from the local dealer. But it seemed someone had noticed her enter today ... a rare occurrence. Upon noticing she had been noticed she quickly withdrew from the Lounge, It seemed her shipment including half her Super Nova Anti Matter Dampeners would have to wait would have to wait till the lounge had cleared out a bit.