Joe Smith walked-no, rolled would be a better description, because of his LPI flabyness-into the B&L. "ok id like 200 boxes of do.......wait a minute DIS NO SUNBUCKS! MATT WAS JUST TRYIN TO GET ME AWAY FROM HIZ DONUTZ!!!!" "Ah whatevah, ill take a liberty monster burger with fries an' a coffee to go." After getting his food he rolled out to his liberator as fast as possible, trying to get to Matt before he ate all the donuts.
' Wrote:This thread is so stupid that a bird sitting on a nearby tree just EXPLODED.
Sir, I'll take a... sushi, they sound funny. And for drinks... I'll pass. Turn the televisionymabobber to this year's gladiator games. And... cool... cool... cool........
-Murphy-
A man with some girls with him walk into the bar.
"Erherm, [BLEEP]es, go fix the pimp a drink."
He catches Taylor staring right at him.
"Wut?! You da bartender 'r something?!"
"Ohhhhh... alright, go fix me a... one of those Liberty... hard... whiskey........"
A stout, greying, uniformed Kusaren enters the Lounge followed by several members of his new crew and a pilot wearing a Blood Dragon uniform with the insignias ripped off. Takara Hakase glimpsed at the 3 Liberty officers and made a small quick bow in respect, he owed his life to these people several times over.
The group quickly took their seats at a table. Takara turned to the waitress, "We'll take a tray... make that 2 trays of Sushi, Large order of fries, A pitcher of your best Ale, 3 Monster Burgers, and a New York Steak- Well done, oh! and Sake if you got it," as the waitress took the orders down, he turned too the members of his group, "I don't know about you guys, but something doesn't sit well with me and any type of fish. Ironic huh? Me, a Kursaran, allergic to fish!" he made a few more jokes as the group laughed at their new captain's humor.
The food arrived, and before too long, the group was laughing and making jabs at one another, as if they've been friends since high school. There's something about good food and good company that always makes for the best experiences.
After their meal was cleared away, they continued to drink and chat about their own history, just as Takara was about to speak when a Liberty Navy officer came over.
"Dragon Pilot, what's your business in Liberty?"
"Eh?" said the pilot.
"State your business."
The pilot turned and looked to Hakase, who raised an eyebrow.
The Naval Officer was growing impatient, "I'm waiting for your story."
The pilot sighed, " My name is Mitsuru Takahata, named First Officer of the LXS 'Aerith' today. I was formaly introduced to Captain Hakase in the Kusari Naval Force before the Kusari-Bretonian War. I resigned from my post in the KNF in protest of the war. Captain Hakase left the region, and not long after, I joined the Dragons. Three days ago, my on patrol, I came across Hakase's ship. He took me in, and made it look like i was killed in combat."
the Navy officer looked quizicaly at Hakase, "You trust this man?"
"With my life, sir, just as I my life with yours."
The officer made one final glance over then left, Hakase leaned in closer to his party, "Mitsuru -san, we may have to get you a knew uniform."
Captain Hakase stepped into the Lounge, it had been many weeks since he last visited. He scanned the room and didn't find any familiar faces. As he made his way to the bar, the bartender, Andrews, noticed him,
"Ah! Mr. Hakase, it has been a while, what can I get you this evening?"
"Hrmm... whats today's special?"
"Kusari Seafood Spaghetti."
"Ah, no thanks then... I'll just go with the usual."
"Right, New York Steak, well-done, and a bottle of Sake. Anything else?"
Hakase thought for a moment, "No, that's fine."
"Be back with your order in a moment," assured Andrew.
Hakase watch the news for a while, a report of the Kusari/Bretonia war came on,
"Yesterday, Kusari forces managed to push Bretonia back towards Planet Harris in Tau-31. This marks the third time Bretonia has been pushed back since the start of the war. It is reported that 8 Bretonian fighters and 2 Kusari fighters were shot down before Bretonian Officers ordered the retreat. In other news, reports are coming in that pilots under the pretext of Bretonian officers, are refusing and engaging ships carrying goods between the Rhineland and Kusari in an attempt to slow down Kusari economy. Bretonian Officials have yet to comment..."
Andrew returned with a plate and bottle, "Your order sir, might I ask where is your crew this evening?"
"They're at Norfolk with the 'Aerith'," he replied as he cut into the steak, "in for regular maintenance Andrew-kun. Some of them should be by shortly."
"How did you get here then? Taxi?"
"Nope, found a ship a while back, abandoned in the Sigma-13 system, a Raven's Talon actualy. We managed to grab it by opening the docking bay and moving our ship around it."
"Lucky find then, space worthy?"
"Now it is, we got some Junkers to patch it up a bit at the time, but we got the guys at Norfolk to give it the old spit and polish. New shields, thrusters, the works."
Just then, another customer approached the bar, Andrew excused himself and attended to the newcomer.
As Hakase finished his meal, the bill came by, he stared at it in amazement,
"EH! What is this!? $200 for a meal and Sake? Takai..."
"Sorry," Andrew replied nonchalantly, "after our supply ship went down, we've had to raise prices to make up for the expenses"
Hakase heaved a sigh, as he dug out his wallet, a thought crossed his mind as he pushed two $100 bills over,
"Andrew-kun, what if I get food shipments for you, would you lower prices for your patrons? What do you say?"
I wrote a song.... for all those liberties out there.....
YOU SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK BIG TIIIIIIIIIIIME.
YOU SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK BIG TIME!
You get blown up by xenos for christ sake.
There xenos they are ment to be slaughtered.
It takes 15 of u to take down a gunboat....... wow.
The whole fleet to take down our order battleships, and the lsf enforce the rules like there candy..... That is all, thank u.
Man come back in, takes out metallic claw, and squishes head. Throws head at navy guys faces and they implode. Shoots energy beams from claw destroying entire bar.
===Completely ignoring the 4 posts above me which are clearly out of roleplay and more of a "flame fest" I shall continue by introducing a new character===
A young Liberty Navy pilot trudged into the bar. He had been on patrol for nearly 6 hours untill he was finaly relieved. As he made his way to the bar, he noded to the trade ship captain, Hakase, whom he met earlier.
Taking a seat on one of the Bar stools, he plants his forhead firmly on the bar table.
"Rough day?" asked the bartender, as he was cleaning one of the glasses.
"Yeah..." he sighed, talking into the finished wood
"Your a new face, Recruit?"
"Two weeks out of flight school; Name's Kentaurus Toliman, most just call me Kent."
"Navy's letting kids pilot for them now?"
Kent sat up abruptly, "I'm 23 thank you very much!"
"Yer still a kid, least in my eyes," the bartender snorted.
Kent let his chin rest in his palm, "then you best get your checked pops."
"Hey, a little respect never hurt anyone."
"Sorry... long day..."
"S'all right, can I get you anything Toliman?"
"M-milk tea."
"Tea eh? anything else"
"Fries?"
"Fries'll be out in a sec," the bartender walked off to put in the order.
His tea arrived and began to sip it slowly. His thoughts drifted around aimlessly. Eventualy his mind wandered onto his fiance. A new commer to the bar awoken him from his stupor.