Jack, Michal and Adriana were sitting at a round table in the left corner of the room, apparently a bit drunk. From a distance, three bottles of vodka and one of beer could be easily seen on the table.
Morrigan had been silent all the time, drinking a bit of whiskey and watching everybody carefully. When everyone gets drunk, she'll try not to be so as well. She sips some of her whiskey. Maybe a little bit tipsy, but not drunk.
"Nope I don't mind smoking, the ship is vented perfectly and air always smells so clean, we got our Gaian friends to thank for that."
Heads over to Michal.
"Well, Mrs.Hart suddently canceled last minute, however, I don't think we should rule her out just yet. After admiral Jack, and commodore Moraine arrive then we can make our way to Omicron-74, towards our Zoner friends."
Turns to Jack.
"Jack, when Cerberus upgraded the reactor we got more room and I thought to spend that wisely on a new top-notch medical bay, you're free to go there before or after dinner if you'd like. Those bandages won't hold forever, you know."
"When you get the money, you get the power. When you get the power, you get the women."
-by Tony Montana
Morrigan takes a cigarette out of her pocket and a lighter out of another. She slowly moves it to her mouth and lights it. She inhales the smoke, also very slowly, and then release the smoke again in a steady thin stream of.
"Ya'd better go wi' 'im, Colonel. We can' have ya walkin' around like this. Those bandages don' look very intimidating."
Jack listened what Eriksson had to say, and despite he was quite drunk, he managed to group a couple of words that made sense, keeping that typical bretonian charisma. The bandages were a lame view for everyone, but Aubrey wasn't down on morale because of that.
Don't worry for me, Eriksson, a couple of injections with ExoGeni medical gel will fix the damaged tissues around my neck, because, during that fight, a mass driver shell shot from one of those buckshots hit my front window, smashing it into sharp pieces. Well, luck has it that I had my rebreather installed on the helmet, because the oxygen got sucked out from my fighter. Despite the thickness of my flying suit, those sharp pieces penetrated in it, and wounded me.
Dave listened carefully what Jeremy said about his limits with his power, then he stated.
"Do you happen to know that the K'Hara use a similar method to communicate ? Via telepathy ? I studied a few months ago some nomad brain remains, and tried to artificially ansembly one aboard our... well former, research vessel. The brain communicates; our human brain ; on a frequency of 5 hertz, the nomad brain communicates on a frequency of almost 200 hertz. Mainly the nomad brain is composed of some modified neurons, extremely complicated networks between these neurons and some liquid substances which are capable of manipulating the electromagnetic field, similar to what you do mr. Hunter. My point is, can you use telepathy ? If so, do you realize that you can learn the moves of the K'Haras ? Or I don't know.. "read their mind" though it might almost impossible..."
After that he again moved his look at Ellie, then changing it fast to Jeremy.
Rudimentary creatures of blood and flesh, you touch my mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding. - Sovereign