Redfire is seen sleeping on a table, with his expensive suit now looking nonchalantly smeared with embedded liquids of various sorts, upon his slumbered body, two dancers, one resting on his belly, with tobacco falling from her mouth and another next to him, lying in a puddle of her own gastric juices.
Redfire begins to wake up, he pushes the two unconscious dancers off, the man looks around the room, the music is still on, Xalo is lying almost in the same state on a couch and the apartment is starting to look rather messy.
Still unable to communicate, Redfire grabs his PDA instead to check for news.
Ugh...what's this? A...distress signal, from Cortez?
Redfire stands up from the table, his dark eyes widen as he stares into the PDA.
80 MILLION CREDITS?!
Redfire searches for other members of FL-ER.
Guys guys guys, wake up!
Redfire walks up to Xalo. Wake the crap up! *slap*
Redfire walks into the middle of the room. Guys, we got credits to take! Apparently a transport got blown up or something, and it says here that it was carrying credit cards in value of 80 freaking million!
Let's go get them before someone else finds it!
Redfire pulls off his suit as he runs out of the room, he heads towards the shuttle that brought them there, returns to the surface of Baden Baden walking only in his boxer shorts, runs towards his ship's cargo bay, gets dressed in his usual space suit, and boards his personal fighter.
* Jimmy returns from kitchen, where he went to throw out the broken bottle, only to see Redfire burst out from his apartement. He lookes aroud the room, baffled, looking for any sign of trouble. When he finds none, he asks others:*
"Uhm... lads? Anyone sober 'nough to tell me what the hell happened to Redfire?"
Jack arrives onboard the OSC|Atlantis after taking the shuttle from planet Baden Baden. He makes his way from the docking area to the nearby elevator bank and presses the button to get to the level Jimmy's apartment is on, and arrives there a moment later. After a bit of searching, he finally finds Jimmy's place and rings the buzzer. He is greeted by a scantily clad young woman.
"Well hey sugar, don't just stand there, come on in!"
She leads Jack to the bar and he grabs a bottle of rum and a cigar.
"Hey doll, where's Jimmy?"
"I don't know sugar, he was here a few minutes ago."
After a few pulls off the bottle, he lights up the cigar and begins to mingle with some of the dancers. He notices Xalo passed out on the couch, so he goes over to check on him.
"Hey colonel, you alright there?'
"Hmmm...,wha...?"
"I said, are you alright?"
"Oh, it's you Burton. Course I'm al*hic*right, don't I look alright?"
"Well...,I suppose you look like you normally do, so I guess so."
"Thass right Bur*hic*ton, I'm as good as...hey, wha the hells tha ssposed ta mean? I'll have ya know that..."
Xalo continues to mumble incoherently for a moment and then quickly passes back out.
"Good ol' Xalo"he laughs "Always the life of the party."
Jack goes back and begins chatting up the dancers again.
After awhile, nature calls and Jack needs to relieve himself. He makes his way to the bathroom, tripping over what appears to be a blond wig lying in the floor, only to find that it is already occupied. He knocks on the door, but there is no response.
"Bugger, someone must have passed out hugging the toilet"
So he leaves Jimmy's place and makes his way back to the elevator. He takes the lift down to The Parthenon Restaurants floor to use their facilities. After taking care of business, he makes his way back to the lift to return to the party. As he steps out of the elevator, he is greeted by the sight of Colonel Redfire running down the hallway toward the elevator wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts. As soon as Redfire sees Jack he begins to shout..."Burton! Get back to your ship and get your arse to Cortez! There's credits to be had!"
Before Jack can respond, Redfire dashes into the elevator and the doors close behind him.
Burton laughs and shakes his head, " Sometimes I just don't know about that guy".
Jack goes back inside and as soon as he gets back to the bar,Jimmy walks in to the room and says,"Uhm... lads? Anyone sober 'nough to tell me
what the hell happened to Redfire?"
"Just Redfire being Redfire I suppose. Sorry I'm late to the party Jim, have I missed anything exciting? "
I knew a festive meeting between my fellow Supplies and space security [FL-ER].
Interested headed there. I'm venturing to parties where it is watered strong drink, tobacco and other viscitudes, not that I'm prudish, as I am prone to mistakes and failures as well.
However I became interested in social relationship between us, that so different from each other, given that we can work like crazy to fulfill contracts and then as if by magic, because of the circumstances, to protect the company, life and other in credits and even ideals, as well as making loans with goods condemned by some and appreciated by others, showing that among us there is no way to solve what is proposed.
That fascinates me.
Sometimes I feel like a mercenary.
With these thoughts turbilhando my feelings got to enncontro point: OSC | Atlantis after taking the shuttle from Planet Baden Baden.
I went into the bar after visually search all elements transiting over there, furtively chose a corner in the shadows, where I could see without being seen. There were glaring differences in toward each other, pilots and difficult people to catalog, including, my space navigation friends who were enjoying the real, each in his own way. These, however, was well dressed and clean, as the rules of good living among the finest society.
Soon I bother with the smell of drink and other odors, such as tobacco, whose smoke filled the air, sweat and even xulé a bruiser with uniform threadbare and filthy the Lane Hackers. My discomfort increased when a Outcast passed near where I had laid me; I felt his smell who did not shower a few days and added to the unbearable stench of cardamine.
Without further ado I got up after paying buffalo milk that I and I retired to my business, which are not few.
I ask my companhaieros to forgive me not having the usual frequency bars.
I'd rather meet you before the daily work day to day.
A hug to all [FL-ER]
Xalo finally manages to get on his feet. He notices alot of people are entering and leaving the appartment after Redfire. He tries to reach the fridge to take three ice cubes, only to keep falling at every three steps he makes. Finally after getting the ice he grabs a bottle of Gin he finds on the minibar and places the cubes in a glass where he pours down the gin.
HEY JIMMY! WHY WON'T THE BATHROOM DOOR OPEN?
He tries to kick it but once again he trips and falls. Luckily this time he managed to keep the bottle of Gin intact and chugs a large amount of alchool down his throat.
*Jimmy aproches Xalo, trying to help him stand up, but he quickly gives up.*
"Uhm... okay, mate, why won't you sit somwhere safe with that bottle of yers, and I'll try to figure out the door, a'ight?"
*he watches Xalo for a moment, lending him hand if he needs it, and then turns to the bathroom. But before he could grab the door, he spots the blonde wig, and remembers the girl, who rushed through his apartement and closed herself in his bathroom. He knocks on the door a few times*
Now sitting in Jimmy's couch with the Gin, Xalo takes one large drink from the bottle and notices his PDA is flashing with a message from Francois. It read:
I've been told that two of our pilots engaged the Crayterian Republic alongside a Lane Hacker. You should get to Faro ASAP.
Xalo bursts into laughter , spilling Gin all over the ground.
Hey JIMMY! Burton! Come check this out.
He didn't seem to understand the severity of the situation as he kept laughing harder and harder.
This is so hilarious. They shot at the crayterians!!! Man... this is good booze.
Xalo takes a large sip from his bottle and then throws it at the bathroom door, shattering it in the floor.
Open up already! I need to go there!
He then looks back to his PDA and starts chuckling.
*The mysterious girl starts talking loudly inside the locked bathroom* - What?! - you lost all of it?! noooo! how?!.... you had to drop your coat?! WHAT THE HELL MAN! now they probably have everything... Ok sweetie, forget about it, nothing we can do about it now just don't let them spot you.
*The mysterious girl walks around in the bathroom for some seconds. She unlocks the door and opens it just slightly and screams her lungs out* - JIMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!! Hey, it's me...*whispers* -Abigail.... Just out of curiosity, could you tell me if there's any security guard in the room baby?!*She smiles at Jimmy and looks around as if looking for something*
*At first, Jimmy doesn't notice the girl talking, since the bottle Xalo threw startles him, but he turnes back to the bathroom just in time to see the door opening. He almost jumps as Abigail shouts right to his face. When he calms down, he sighs and covers his face in his palm for a moment*
"Hi. I guess I shoudl've expect this, eh? No, lass I dinnae think there's security in 'ere, unless he's disguised as one of the girls."
*Jimmy takes a step to the side so she can see more of the room.*
"So... what trouble ye got yerself into... this time?"
Oh! I'm not in trouble Sweetie!- *laughs nervously* I..... just think security guards usually are party-poopers so I didn't want there to be any here!.. right?!
*Abigail steps out of the bathroom* -I wanna dance now! and forget about stressfull things! *Abigail runs toward the girls*TURN UP THE MUSIC SEXY! IT'S TIME FOR SOME FUN!!!
*Abigail starts moving her beautiful sexy body to the sound of music. It's obvious this wasn't new to her*