Ashes took a step into the pub. Her eyes panned across the room slowly. It surprised her how relatively quiet the room was. She figured it must be a bad time of day. All the other Rogues must be out in space pirating, or some such other malicious deeds. She must have slept in again, but then it was hard for her to tell what the time was. She was never good at it. For all she knew, she had slept for eighteen hours... again.
She quickly moved away from the door, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself, too much. She stuck out like a sore thumb in this place. Attention from lonely, drunk Rogues was not something she was interested in, either. She pulled out a stool from under the bench and sat down, with her feet perched on the footrest around the base of the stool. She was too short to reach the ground from this stool. She shuffled the stool forward, to pull closer to the stool. She hunched over the bench, and rested her elbows on the counter.
The bartender approached Ashes, she didn't even need to place an order. She was a regular and the bartender knew her well. He placed a small glass and a bottle of Sake in front of her. Ashes figured she needed at least something true to her culture.
"'Ere you go miss." The bartender spoke as he gave her the drink, and left the bottle. She nodded in thanks and tipped the bottle slightly, pouring the drink into her glass. She pinched the top of the glass between her index and thumb, leaned back and drunk the contents in one go. Ashes placed the glass back down on the counter and hunched forward again. She cleared her throat.
"Best stuff as always." She complimented the bartender quietly.
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