A slight thud is heard as Ibrahim al-Rashid's Hyena docks with Alcatraz. Making his way into the bar he quickly notices Hubert Zlob and David Brown, both conversing loudly with women who look like they might have had too much to drink..or inhale. Whichever one Rashid seemed to stop caring about as he approached the bartender.
"I'll have a coke with ice.."
"Well, if it isn't Mr. Long tan an' handsome himself." The bartender poured Rashid his coke and went back to polishing his beer mugs that seemed to be in endless supply
Rashid glanced over his shoulder and notices a hooded man sitting in the corner of the bar, who seemed to doing something on his datapad. The only thing Rashid really did on those things was play video games the Hackers had sold him. He smiled and turned back to the Bartender.
"Who's the loner?"
"His name's Dervin Malfient. Known him for awhile. He's an ex-Rogue. Not one to be messed with neither. Not much to say that isn't already obvious. Why do you ask?"
"Dunno.. he just looks likes he's up to somethin, that's all. Lookin' all serious with his nose in that datapad.."
"'Spose you're right. Then again, i'm not one to meddle in other people's problems."
"I'd actually find that a good trait in a bartender. Gives people somethin' to talk about. Or fight about..Anyway thanks for the drink. I think i'll go have me a chat with this 'Dervin Malfient'.
Rashid gets up from his stool and approaches the hooded man.
"Hey, whatcha up to man?" he says with a smile on his face.
