He had paid little head to the man just having ignored his talking except for saying to him. "If my stuff go missing then yes you will have trouble." but after what he'd of basically ignored the man as Finn approached.
He put his hand forward to offer him a handshake. "Salve Finny, still alive and kicking I see but your older then I remember." The voice was masked to make the person seem older so it can't really be that familiar. "Still the same old though I am betting." He seemed friendly enough and had a familiarity with Finn
"Aye lad, older sure. A swim in vacuum wifout 'yon suit, an' a week or so bein' ministered to by th' right Doc Holliday'll do tha' to a mon. An' sure"
He smiles warmly, and continues. "Still an' all, time an' torture dinnae make me less sharp..."
He pokes the fellow on the armored shoulder with a sly grin. "Mr. Dangen is it now? Seems last I saw o' ye were somewhere's near Malta, an' ye had anovver name."
"An before ye go thinkin' Im psychic, ye should know that nuthin' an' Oi mean nuthin' escapes me notice 'ere on Invergordon."
As Finn makes to head for the bar and a pint, he beckons the gentleman to follow him. "Firstly, Oi were recently named Adjudicator Inverness, akin' ter bein' a Governor. Ye entered my house at th' Jumphole."
"An' secondly, the Dockmaster's on me own payroll, Oi arsked wha' name ye docked under."
"Aye, an' thirdly? Oi never forgets a friend. Drinks on th' hoose tonight, boyo."
He chuckled and removed the helmet, it would compact on in its self splitting into four other parts where he put it in holdings of his belt his face now visible. "The years have been kinder to me it seems then you." He grind and decided he was going to drink ice cold vodka instead of the water he had which was now reduced to normal water now. "I came on as the name Canis Lupus but that was the name of my Sabre all those years ago wasn't it?" He grinned and seemed ill a ease without his weapons but it was known he hardly needed them as it was. "Tell me old friend how have things been for you outside running this dump you got?"
Tapping the brass bartop with two fingers, Finn signals Johnny for whiskey. And two glasses. "Har! 'Dump' 'e says!" Tim hauls his head back to guffaw at the ceiling. "Takes some nerve callin' me home a dump, son. Oi seen that rat-trap ye flown in on."
"Do they make any o' them what's keeps the atmo' on th' inside? 'Cause Oi aint seen none! Har!"
Finn's smile is huge.
"Aye, ter answer yer question, Oi's well indeed. I'm right hon'rable these days."
He pours the glasses overfull, sloshing the amber liquid across the bar. "I hardly e'en needs ter run 'yon smuggles, as me investments be self-profitin' at this point, aye?"
"Tha', an Oi've got these 'ere titles, y'see? Congressman, Adjudicator, Boss, Old-Salt, it ne'er ends."
"Tha's nae ter say I dinnae do dirty deeds on th' sly. Some habits be 'ard ter break, aye?"
He slides a glass at Christopher, spilling even more. "An' hows th' day find you, laddie? Whatchee been doon wif yerself?"
He laughs a little bit. "Ay, old habits die hard and ya know my Nephthys isn't trash, this is high grade battle armor mate take a shot from a bloody cannon and I'll still be asking if ya shot yet.... besides my place is a bit of a mobile place ya know." He took a drink from the whiskey which didn't seem to do much for him as was such with all liquors."And ya I got nerve you not hear the news about the Order and me or the Phantoms?" he grinned stupidly. "Also your 'tender Tess left her comm-like number with me it seems." He shrugs. "Haven't changed at all have you." he grins. "Well least your not making the same mistakes as ya always do hmm?"
Christopher then stood straight up. "I remember you disappearing Finn all that time ago when I was a outcast, what happened mate, you know you coulda come to Serafina and me at the time for help or something but I guess your to proud for that." He lightly hits him in the arm. "Tell ya what you ask questions I answer then I'll ask questions and then you answer."
Finnegan was just about to open answer Captain Dangen when a light ran along inside the bartop and stopped in front of him, blinking.
He tapped at it, and a screen opened in the translucent top. Timm read it and smiled hugely. "Well now, seems Murph got himself into a wee scrape out in thirteen..."
He signals Johnny for another round. "Seems he managed to score killin' blows on two ships 'ere, one be'in General Yarr, Oyabun o' th' Hogosha hissef!"
Finn reaches up and rings the great brass bell over the bar, shouting into the sea of turning heads. "Lads an' lasses! Drink up me hearties! A round on th' hoose, in honor o' our own Junker Cap'm Robert Murphy, an' the assembled Congress fleet!"
Cheers from Junkers ring through the place. "An AFA Gunboat, a Kishiro Transport, an' th' right ugly General Yarr o' the bloody Hogosha himself, all gone done eaten some vacuum this day! Cheers to ye'z all!"
Amid the drowing cheers, Pip stares daggers at Finn, realizing he just made her work rheams harder.
"Aye, an' sorry Cap'm Dangen, boyo. Where were we then?"
Finnegan shrugs, apologetic for the interruption. "S' a bit of a ritual we hae 'ere, when our lads win a crucial victory."
He nodded gingerly. "Well I guess we all have our own traditions." Dangen looks to Pip with a smile. "And i guess that's a ritual as well, I think you'd better stay some where populated for a while.... least while shes annoyed." He grinned."So you gone into any way about a family Finn?"
"Family?" Finn asks with a smile. "Aye lad, as blood Chief o' Clan Gordon, the entirety o' th' Invernes Junkers be me family. Oi've got family comin' oot me ears, Oi 'ave." "An' who's this 'she' ye be mentionin', then?" he screws up his face in confusion. "An' why's 'she annoyed? - tha' is, beyond th' usual reasonin' tha' women-folk be always annoyed at summin'."
"Family?" Finn asks with a smile. "Aye lad, as blood Chief o' Clan Gordon, the entirety o' th' Invernes Junkers be me family. Oi've got family comin' oot me ears, Oi 'ave." "An' who's this 'she' ye be mentionin', then?" he screws up his face in confusion. "An' why's 'she annoyed? - tha' is, beyond th' usual reasonin' tha' women-folk be always annoyed at summin'."
He pointed to Pip."I swear if she concentrated any hard she'd have lit you on fire with her mind."He grind at Fin."I'm talking about blood line Fin, what about blood family... kids?"He lent back and looked at him, had his friend ever found any one.