After listening to Evelyn's words that were turning into a bit of a babble already, Kara giggled and softly responded "Eh... you ought let that glass down, girl. I'm pretty sure you don't plan on having your ship's lights reworked..." she laughed.
Though, after noticing that the Firebirds pilot was going trough a small flash-back, she took a more attentive look and continued "Yeah, I'm sure that's a subject for some other time. Better not taint the environment around here, Right? Anyway... I'll be finishing this drink and then head out. I'm on leave for two more days though, so i'll stick to Sabah if you want to keep in touch."
*Well frankly , that idea never pass my mind , but i think is not the case for me and! Oh.. and if not rude may join you in your flight?*
She looked into Kara's eyes and with a hupe hope was wating the magic "Yes".Untill thne she looked in her glass and saw there was a bit left , so he swalloed , and then asked qently:
*So Kara, may i join you, i haven't done any flight , well i only stayed home , and redecorate my Room on my boyfriend Carrier.Quite the job, because i like fine and expensive things, becasue frankly my boyfriend does not lack at money , but he is very carefully with them*
Leaving an empty glass on the table, Kara stood up with a smile and responded to Evelyn's, obviously not so sober, questions "As i've said, i'm on leave. Won't be doing any specific flying, unless of course you're referring to a quick run around Yuma's orbit."
"That sounds like quite the boyfriend... Maybe you'll tell me all about him later. You can find me via comm. links if you want to arrange that fly-by." she finished, then took her coat and put it on.
Another glance trough the large room, and then she started walking towards the exit.
It had been long, too long. Nighthawks stride down the corridor was swift and quiet, proud and disciplined. The signature sunglasses covering his eyes, his face emotionless. He turned the corner into Ambrosia. It hadn't been the same since "Iceman" wasn't around anymore, none the less, he decided to visit again. He scanned the room quickly before watching most people turn their heads. The same old procedure, the guy in sunglasses and the gray overall shows up and everyone watches. He shrugged it off and headed to the booth on the far side of the room, the same booth he and Iceman shared. He sat down and took out his data-pad, going through reports.
Being talked to while sitting in a lone booth in the Ambrosia. Wasn't a first, but it seemed people never learn. Nighthawk sighed, not even bothering to look up at whoever talked to him, his focus staying on the Data-pad infront of him.
"First of all, rook. No one allowed you to make up nicknames for anyone here, i suggest you don't. Secondly, I don't know where you got your eyes checked for flight status, but do you not see my foot on that seat?"
Nighthawk propped his foot up under the table he was sitting and slammed the boot down on the opposite seat. He still didn't care about the rook standing at his table, and he wouldn't be going to either.
"In case i wasn't clear enough, rook. If you value your life, or flight status - or both. Get lost."
*Well you are gonna move you skinny foot from the chair, and secondly boy if ou want to banish me come and try it ..Boy*With a deep tone she endes the pharase
Now she silently lean on the wall and takes a deep sip from her cyder.
Had she really just tried that? He was in no mood for having to clean up the bar of guts and gore tonight, so he decided to keep it simple. The Data-Pad flickered shortly, and a transmission then beeped as sent. He actually then looked up, his pitch black sunglasses revealing nothing, his facial expression a blank.
"Whatever you are, or whoever you are. You have an appointment with your CO 0800 Hours tomorrow morning. I suggest you bring packed bags."
He then turned back to his data, his feet propped up onto the table, like the rook had vanished into thin air.
Well he just did the child-ish move .. An appoitment with the CO..Anyway..Yeah
*Ok...Well you could be more friendly spook, thus the old method applyes here, i reckon...So you planned a appointment to the CO..Ok can you plan me a appointment to some shopping..I suggest you brings some bags ..I need a new pair of outfits...*
And then she gets next to him and says ..
*Can i tell you a secret ?*
And the she hits the the guy right betwenn his eyes and then some fist in the face ..