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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!

[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!

note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]

Comments

[aberrant_type]

I think between the two of us we can manage that!

[And there is quite a lot of ruckus on this planet, especially compared to the other two. In spite of her generally military bearing, Hange fits in rather well... she does walk very quickly, though.]

Well. Is there something you want to do?

[onlyanapple]

Most of the things I want to do involve getting drunk and messing people around. So if you want to do either of those things...

[aberrant_type]

Hahaha! Let's find a good watering hole, then!

[And judging by all the energetic neon spreading out before them, they'll have plenty of choices...]

[onlyanapple]

[He'll just bask in the neon oasis. ]

Now, wherever will we find one of those?

[aberrant_type]

We can sample all of them! [She laughs and promptly goes in the first one - with a large windowed front, so the group of people eating and getting pissed isn't even hidden from the public eye. There's what looks an awful lot like a pool table, too, and a couple of arcade machines near the back. Drinks and entertainment provided.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley will wander after her. ]

Nothing like a good old fashioned pub crawl.

[aberrant_type]

[Ahh, she glances back at him with an easy grin.]

It's been a while since I've done it myself - what's with the long face?

[onlyanapple]

What long face? I'm going to get alcohol, I'm as content as you'll see me.

[aberrant_type]

My mistake! But for the moment, this is a worry-free zone... all right?

[onlyanapple]

I don't have any worries to begin with. That's a mortal thing.

[That's not technically true, but he is pretty worry free right now, so there's that. ]

[aberrant_type]

[She'll buy it, at least for now, and not push. They're not near close enough for her to take on his troubles as her own, after all...

Anyway she leads them to the bar, and leans on it, raising her hand to catch the bartender's attention after a moment.]

You have bourbon? Beer? [A glance at Crowley] What do you want?

[onlyanapple]

Wine, I have expensive tastes.

[He'll make her regret her generosity. ]

[aberrant_type]

... Do you mean vine?

[onlyanapple]

...Vine? Is that what you call it?

[Such a patronising smile.] How quaint.

[aberrant_type]

If you talk down to me, you can buy your own liquor.

[onlyanapple]

[He raises his hands. ]

Okay, okay. No talking down.

[aberrant_type]

[Mellow again - not that she was ever exactly het up.] Anyhow, do you like it red or white?

[onlyanapple]

[He flashes her a grin. ]

Surprise me~