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Who: captains and party crashers!
Broadcast: nup
Action: yes; tonight in the local dive Hange mentioned earlier. Get drunk! Play drunk games! Get to know each other! Mingle!
When: October 27th; late :}

[The bar Hange picked out is about typical for the planet: a little small, although big enough for the turnout Hange more or less expects, and clean albeit a little dingy and stained around the edges. At very least, all the stains have been scrubbed at thoroughly at some point in their history, and only the most stubborn and enterprising remain.

Stubborn and enterprising like the crew the bar will now entertain!

Captains, make your parent threads and tag around. Party crashers are also welcome.]

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One's a bar syrup, brat.

[to which the bartender confusedly tries to offer Robin a drink--and gets waved off.]

Syrup--! That's what it is, yeah! [ Since he was trying to describe it last time... Excuse him while he hovers away from the wall a little, empowered by the fact that this guy is the fake-alien man from before. ]

...You're really normal-looking for an alien.

[snort.] Of course I'm normal looking. I'm not an alien, I told you.

Do all of you look like you're rock stars or something?

Pfft, no. I'm just especially good-looking.

[mmmight have misconstrued what Sam was saying, there.]

[ Juuuust a little ]

....?? Uh, okay.

And I guess you don't look like you're full of tentacles.

Wh--?? Of course not! Why would I?!

Because you're an alien.

[sloooowly sliding down his stool.]

[ And Sam staaands up a little straighter. ]

Well...so are you! And humans don't have tentacles anyway.

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All right, all right. So we're both normal humans.

[liiieeessssss.......]

You have humans on, uhh... Gracia? [ He's getting closer okay ]

[you know what, that one was at least close enough that he'll let it slide without more than an eyeroll.]

Yeah, tons of humans. And monsters. No aliens.

Wait--you didn't say that all the people there were human last time!

Uh, duh. [confused...] What else would they be?

Martians....?

Whats?

You know, the big-headed freaky eye guys!

[he... shakes his head.]

You're losing me, kid.

Don't you guys have aliens??? [ You are letting him down in so many outer space-y ways, Robin ]

Is that what those are? You called them something weird.

We got aliens in, like, movies and stuff...

Martians are the aliens that come from Mars! Like...if the aliens came from Gracia, they'd be Gracians! [ That sounds kind of like gracious, huh. ]

We don't have Mars. [he even says the word like he's never heard it before, kind of with a Z instead of an S.] But okay, okay, I get it now.

[ he just educated an alien C: He's so proud of himself. ]

Cool! So how'd you get humans all the way out wherever Gracia is?

[ooohkay running his hand down his own face.]

No, they didn't travel there, they just... were always there.