Can Any Of Us Even Get Drunk

[mikangirl]

Who: Space Bar staff and special guests
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Space Bar!
When: One fine night after closing

[The Space Bar staff made good use of the ever-replenishing alcohol supply at their last stop, and Nami and Remy got around to discussing the idea of testing various experimental mixes to come up with new additions for the menu.  I mean, add to that Nami hasn't made a decision which one of the applicants should take the main bar job, so clearly the best idea is to shove them all into one place and ply them with alcohol while they talk to each other and work it out after that.

No, it's a good idea.  Shut up.

...okay.  It may just be a good excuse for a party.  Sue her.]



((ooc: this is a mingle!  It's open to job applicants and regulars who hold their liquor and their plus ones.  If you think that might mean you, you're more than welcome here!))

Comments

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki gives a thoughtful hum at that. ]

I take it your world hasn't known peace for some time.

[privateeyed]

I mean, we're at peace now, technically. War's been over for a few years now.

But nah, shit's chaotic all the time.

[dothelokimotion]

[ He hums. Mortals lead such short lives. He will never understand their pursuit into warfare, though Loki can grasp the reasons easily. ]

No doubt.

[privateeyed]

So what about you? Your world? [...] Uh, and I guess your Earth if you've been there?

[dothelokimotion]

Earth is not mine nor will it ever be.

As for my world, it perished not long ago.

[privateeyed]

I meant "your" as in, the one in the universe you come from, dude.

. . . perished?

[dothelokimotion]

Even then, Earth means little.

It blew it, to put it quaintly.

[privateeyed]

That is not an answer to "have you been to Earth", but be all high and mighty about it if you want.

That sucks. Being blown up isn't fun.

[dothelokimotion]

Of course I've been on Earth. Where do you think all my stories came from?

Speaking from experience?

[privateeyed]

Have you been recently? What year is it? What's it like? Geez.

[a snort] Yeah, there's a reason I'm former army.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shrugs. He doesn't care for Earth and would really like to avoid the planet as much as he could. ]

I don't keep track of time.

[privateeyed]

Ah. Informative.

[oh my god Loki please]

[dothelokimotion]

Why are you so interested?

[privateeyed]

Curiosity? It's 2123 where I'm from and I haven't talked to anyone anywhere near close to that year.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Hmm. ]

I believe it is 2017, according to Earth's reckoning.

[privateeyed]

Huh. [and here he was expecting something further back]

[dothelokimotion]

Is that important?

[privateeyed]

Well. I mean, it gives me an idea of what Earth was like around that time.

[dothelokimotion]

I suppose.

[ Loki doesn't pay much attention. They still cars??? He thinks??? ]

[privateeyed]

[he shrugs, standing up to lean over the bar to grab a glass] Not all of us can be timeless beings with no fucks to give, no matter how much we want to be.

[dothelokimotion]

That's hardly my fault now, is it?

[privateeyed]

I'm just saying. [he pours himself some water and makes a move to sit back down, before he pauses] Want anything while I'm up?

[dothelokimotion]

What do you have?

[privateeyed]

[. . . he squints at the bottles he can make out] Water, beer, and the rest I can't read unless I jump over. Looks like vodka, though, it's clear.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki rolls his eyes. ]

I think I'll serve myself.