It's Because I Stomped on Your Glasses, Right

[mikangirl]

Who: Nami and you~
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport, Space Bar
When: Now-ish?

Figures. I go take a nap for a couple weeks and lose half the crew. See, this is why you can never turn your back. [We are wry today. The Bloodsport is super quiet, and it's a little sad, but...well. She feels more for Kaname, to be honest. Nami herself will be just fine. (She wonders about Zack, though. Way, way too many bullet holes for her to feel comfortable about that.) And she's been playing catch-up on the network, so...]

We seem to be down a lot of people lately. If you've lost someone this week, come into the Space Bar. For you, drinks are on the house. And if you're new-ish, I'm Nami and I run one of the two bars on the Iskaulit. I'll give you your first half price.

For everyone else... I wanna talk glitches for a bit. Do you think the comas count as glitches? But aside from that, I'm compiling a list of the kinds of jackassery people get hit with in this Fleet. If you're comfortable talking about it, weigh in, even if you just want to leave me a note. I'm making a list.

[Not really for nefarious purposes. But it's at least useful to warn new people what kind of garbage they might suffer from during their stay.]

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[Aside from turning up to work for the first time in weeks at the Space Bar, Nami can be found on the Bloodsport either staring at the ship roster in bed-headed disbelief, checking in on who's left, trying not to get run over by Biri on an overjoyed rampage, and generally wondering why the hell the Atroma saw fit to gut her ship of the majority of its crew.

Seriously, what the hell.]

Comments

[necromanswers]

[Right? What a loser. She's happy to show off that babe face.]

Well! Heck if I'm gonna refuse such a generous offer.

Can't lie, I'm also curious about these glitches. Does it happen often, or just enough to be weird?

[mikangirl]

Enough to be weird. I mean, some suffer more than others-- I've had four, I think? And I've been here three years now. But some people have one every couple months. Luck of the draw, maybe.

[Being generous about it. The Atroma might just decide people aren't interesting enough and glitch them deliberately.]

[necromanswers]

Huh. Guess I'll have to wait and see where my luck leads me. I've probably survived worse, so no big deal.

...Space Bar, right? I might just swing by now, feelin' kinda peckish anyway.

[mikangirl]

Go right ahead. We serve some mean spicy chicken too, if you have an interest.

[necromanswers]

Hell yeah! Call me convinced. Hope you've got a good supply on hand.

[She's not even going to waste more time deliberating; just needs a few minutes to get herself sorted and stocked with some funds, and she's on her way over.

And then an elf twin walks into a bar- there's no punchline, she's just here now.]

[mikangirl]

More than enough.

[And then an elf twin walked into a bar. Nami at least pegs her as an elf anyway, pointy ears and all. (That's gonna come back to bite her one day.)]

Hello! Welcome to my seedy establishment. [We're a little lacking on hot bartenders these days, but there are hot bar wenches instead. It'll do, right?]

[necromanswers]

[Hey, Lup's bi enough to appreciate either option, so it's all good in her eyes. She grins and saunters over to the bar counter, hopping onto a stool and lifting a hand in greeting.]

Aww, I've seen 'em seedier. Or is that what you're going for? Because I could give you some pointers.