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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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[He carefully pulls it away from her.]

Just for that? Yours.

Never have I ever been so sulky about sharing booze.

It's not sulking. It's indignance, there's a difference.

Take your drink.

Edited 2015-01-16 22:13 (UTC)

[He'll take it. Sulkily.]

Never have I ever ridden on a helicopter.

[Cheery as ever. 8) ] What's a helicopter?

Edited 2015-01-16 22:53 (UTC)

...

Bollocks. [When did he start to suck at this game?]

What are bollocks?

You're a... [he squints.] Female, right?

Let me put it this way, you won't have them.

Are you referring to testicles?

[He'll reach over to tap her nose.]

So preceptive.

[She ducks her head slightly - then laughs.]

But my first question stands: what's a helicopter?

[He whirls his finger above his head.]

It's a vehicle that flies in the air, using blades above it, so it hovers.

So it's a flying device... incredible. Did it predate our ships or come after them?

Oh, definitely before them. 1942, I think, was when they really started to...aheh, take off.

[She chuckles at the pun too, and then looks thoughtful.]

Amazing. Ah... could you draw that, do you think?

Sure, give me a second.

[And hey, suddenly a pretty good sketch of a helicopter appears on the communicator. He did it for Leonardo, back in the day, he hasn't lost his touch.]

There you go.

[That little feat is just as interesting to her as the helicopter itself; she grabs his communicator and brings it closer to her face, studying the sketch, looking very impressed.]

Incredible! How did you do that? Make it appear like that?