Having observed the interesting encounter before him at the bar, Sicarius planned his next move. He was a fairly new patron himself but had no problem identifying the stranger as being a first timer. Although discreet the stranger no doubt hadn’t felt the need to be too sly or cautious as he was in a bar with just other uninterested pirates after all. Well so he had thought anyway.
If Sicarius hadn’t been able to eavesdrop in such a busy environment then he’d never of lasted as long as he has. Shortly after the stranger left Sicarius rose from his acquired seat he moved too when he had spotted the pirate enter. He walked the few necessary paces to the bar and waved the barkeeper over.
“Ah Sica, so will it be another one then?” The barkeeper says brightly.
Sica was what the regulars here called him. Sicarius had no doubt that anyone here believed his alias to be his actual name. In the end it didn’t matter though. Sicarius thought back to a couple of weeks ago when he first arrived at the station.
His line of work had required Sicarius to make this lively station his next home for an undefined period of time…as long as it took to complete his assignment. He knew that he didn’t really fit in with pirates such as these. But no point in hiding it, just show the mutts what they respect strength. He has no shortfall there anyway.
That day Sicarius had casually strode into the bar and ordered a one of the finer Whiskeys in stock. Being pleased with what he was given he made his way to a free seat near the reinforced window, looking outwards into the California system. His drink was good, quite sophisticated, no doubt stolen from some armoured transport passing by. Good whiskey is rare in Liberty and hard to come by, Sicarius might enjoy himself more than he imagined here.
His looks had, as expected, gained stares from most of the pirates here whose vision wasn’t hazy beyond a few feet. As it happened that didn’t turn out to be many of them then. His long dark coat, coupled with his black trousers and polished shoes made him looks rather like a classy gangster or secret government agent. Well that but more intimidating. Had he been either of those he wouldn’t have been here though. One of the Rogues near him, who’d clearly had been drinking a bit but not to any large degree, rose. Sicaruis knew then that this idiot who hadn’t gotten the hint not to mess with him.
“So who you then? I ain’t seen ya before” he said loudly, so all the room heard.
Sicarius stared at him then smirked before turning away and taking another sip.
This didn’t go down well with the Rogue, he started walking towards Sicarius’s table now. “I said, who, are you!”. Sicarius looked up and noticed that the rest of the pirates at the Rogues table were standing and looked like they were about to follow him.
“Just someone who’s enjoying this place and it’s crowd” Sicarius replied casually. He added “Now go sit down before you hurt yourself”
Sicarius smirked inside with the reference to the famous scene in that HoloMovie shown last year, what was it called? Hmm. Sensing what was about to happen, some nearby Rogues, shifted away. Most stayed in their seats however, either not caring, maybe wanting to get involved, or just too drunk or high to realise. The Rogue obviously didn’t like that. He grits his teeth and spits.
“You don’t know where you are, are you eh! Ya can’ jus’ walk ‘n here ‘n that fancy gear oh yours an’ act like ya own da place” “I’ll show ya what tough is like an’ what ya need ta do ta survive here!”
The next part happened quickly. The infuriated Rogue launched himself towards Sicarius. Sicarius in a quick motion stood, kicked his chair back and deflected the Rogues, inaccurate but weighted punch. Sicarius hit the man once in the face then threw a kick at his knee. The Rogue began to fall at which point Sicarius took a step forward bringing him alongside the Rogue and landed an elbow hard at the back of his neck. The Rogue collapsed forwards and Sicarius quickly dealt blows to the pirates at the Rogues table and any others who decided to join in the quick fight. Sicarius turned back to the Rogue who was getting back to his feet. And launched a hard blow to the Rogues chest. The Rogue grunted and fell to the floor. Sicarius stood over him.
“The names Sicarius by the way”
“Don’t do that again”
With that he stamped his foot once on the Rogues face. Sicarius walked back to his table picked up his glass and finished it. Walked past the other stupid pirates who were picking themselves off their feet then left the bar.
The Rogue he met that day had disappeared a few days after that. Rumours had persisted for a short time that Sicarius had something to do that, possibly related to the stains of blood that was only partially washed off in one of the corridors. Sicarius hadn’t minded the rumours, no shame in hiding what he did to the Rogue when he had found the opportunity. After all Sicarius knew he wasn’t invincible and needed to send a message to any other Rogues that he really didn’t want to be messed with. Nothing protects you better than a little bit of fear and respect after all. Rogue leaders hadn’t liked these incidents but Sicarius had quickly pleased them with some information he’d acquired.
Back in the present Sicarius smiled at the memory. He’d been very quiet and anonymous since that first day. Gaining too much notice wasn’t what he needed either. His mystery and willingness to carry out his threats was what would server him best here.
“What I want is for you to just forget what that pirate wanted from you ok”
The bartender raised an eyebrow.
“It’s in everyone’s best interests”
“Well not in his clearly, nor my own, what of my reputation. You understand don’t you”
“I’ve a little chat to have with that stranger” Sicarius said with a hint of menace.
“Your reputation won’t be affected, no one will know about the exchange you two had. I’ll see to it that we’re the only two people who know what happened”
Sicarius gave the smallest grin which bared a trace of his teeth. The bartender nodded, it didn't take a genius to know what he meant.
“And yes I would like another one, hmm, make it a double”
