He was to find a woman... the lost mother of, hopefully, his future wife. She has gone missing for some time, last seen in liberty. Rinoa Death was her name... Strange last name, yes...
He reached the Barrier Gate Station... Felt good when he was docking... "time to get off this ship."
"The pub would be a good place to start my search," he thought, "all kinds of info would be there..." If he had no luck there, he would then go find Lane Hackers, as he has heard of their abilites.
Realized that the people paid no mind to his cardi breather, unlike in other places he has been, they probably got used to the outcasts. Recently however, rogues and maltese were not getting along so well, or so he heard, and that's why he was a bit nervous.
Reggie took a swig of his alchohol and looked towards the entrance of the bar, sighting the man with the cardi breather. He grinned, "'Ey, look'ee there, now thas' what I'm talkin' 'bout! Y'know, now that I think of it, you'd think Outcasts would be real good at bein' sneaky, but y'see here, girl, 'cuz of those breathers I'm usually able to hear 'em everytime." He beckoned the man over, "C'mere, yo, wer' jus' tellin' some stories-- Well, I reckon I'm jus' tellin' stories. You wouldn't happen t'have any worth sharin' would you? This little girl 'ere wont budge, says she ain't interestin'-- Well, take a goo' look at'er, I gotta say, beg t'differ. Reminds me of Corsair girls-- Those'r the best, y'know? If y'think Corsairs are crazy, their wee'men'r somethin' else!" He laughed, taking a good gulp of his alchohol. He spat on the bar, which reverberated throughout the bar.
"Ey. ey, ey! My parents were Corsairs you know? I might not feel much for the Corsair nation anymore, since I was born Liberty, but you don't talk like that about us you hear, hombre?!"
Sol sees the guy calling him over, than listens his speech about the stories and corsair girls.
"I heard corsair girls just cut *it*... If you know what I mean," he grins. "You could wake up with a nasty surprise,". "Yeah, I have a story..." suddenly gets serious, "I am looking for the mother of my fiance, she's of kusari descent and her name is Rinoa Death. Don't ask me how she got that name because I don't know."
Orders himself a drink. "She's been missing for about 10 years, last seen in liberty, and I am here to find her, or at least confirm that she's gone forever,".
"If you two have the time, I can start my story from the beginning," the bartender slides him his booze, and Sol drinks it all in one go.
Scarlet rises to her feet, gradually wandering over to the group of storytellers and performing a perfunctuary bow.
"Would you mind awfully if I listened in?
[22:29:00 | Edited 22:29:52] Corey (Gheis): Just because I'm an admin doesn't mean I can't appreciate an attractive woman.
After spending delightful 2 hours in front of a bulkhead totally convinced that she could talk the rivets out of it Maria finally gave up and decided to do something rather boring compared to what she just finished doing - namely visiting the famed Lone Drunkard pub located in the west wing of the station.
About 30 minutes later she finally reached her destination to find a colourful looking bunch comprising of familiar and not-so-familiar faces. She walked in with her distinct manner which to a person that doesn't know her will suggest she's been drinking for hours. Her metal heels crudely sharpened ripped holes in carpet as she was walking to the bar.
[color=#FFFFFF]The bartender looked at her and asked
[color=#FFFFFF]"Can I get ya anything love?"
"Indeedyou[font=Century Gothic] can, I seekthe burningdesireleftfromthe fermentationof grain"
[color=#FFFFFF]"Eeeh....what?"
Maria's expression was almost that of disgust, she could not possibly fathom why didn't the bartender understand her.
"Your [font=Arial Black]songscall it Vodka,birdie"
"Riiight....that'll be 3,40 Creds please"
Maria paid and then turned her attention to the rather lively conversing group on one of the tables. Without any regard to etiquette she pulled a chair and sat next to them quite confidently stating
It's fair to say that if Sarah's mouth hadn't been fixed in place it would have hit the floor. How could she have missed something so obvious? She'd been running system checks, scans, structural analysis... No wonder she hadn't found anything. The Liberty Navy was more protective of its files then just about any other organisation in Sirius, the Hackers excluded. If the Order had hold of it too, well, that would make them doubly protective of any data they still had. She certainly wouldn't want to wave around the fact that it'd gone missing. And if someone had stolen it once... The Engineer laughed in disbelief, lowering her face into an open palm.
Besides, it wasn't as if she wanted to steal the ship anyway. Only the plans.
"So... The Navy built it?" Sarah shook her head, rushing on to the next idea. "But where? I mean, if I did something like that, I'd want to keep it on its own system and everything. That'd certainly explain why I haven't found anything in searches not that I expected to anyway it is a battleship after all and I -"
She paused for a moment, to breathe, excitement winking in her eyes.
"Didn't really think that they'd be anything about in public systems, particularly with the Order and you know what they're like with their technology because I once met this Osiris and it nearly shot me down but I convinced it to let me hang around anyway but it couldn't show me much so I-..." Sarah glanced up. Judging by the looks on the faces of her companions that might've been a touch too fast.