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Futuristic space pirates

Zed took her arm and walked gleefully through the halway.


Sonia jad left engineering and saw they two in the hallway in front of them. "Hey! Zed! What are we celebrating."


Zed smiled mischievously. "Our incredible escape."
 
Ignoring Zed's overly happy expression, Kat turned to Sonia while still holding on to Zed's arm. "Hello Sonia. How are you?" She asked to mask her concern over her friend's lungs and the machine that kept them going. Sonia had already scolded her for being a worrywart and no matter how much she was dying to check their condition herself, Kat wasn't too keen on having a repeat of that situation.
 
"Pretty damn good kat." Sonia says, stridng into the mess hall.


Zed let go of kat's arm and went into a back room. He came out with a bottle filled with orange liquid and 3 glasses. "Remember that alien freighter we got a week or so back? The one that didn't really have much worth?" He sat down at one of the benches. There was no one else in the mess.
 
"Yeah, so?" Kat put her thumb and index fingers near the bridge of her nose and pinched at her eyes, trying to rub away the tiredness that seemed to be overtaking her.
 
Zed poured three glasses of the Orange stuff. "Well it had this. Boir ale. More commonly known as orangutan ale." The boir are a species in the terran empire. Known for thier flat faces and great food and drink. Orangutan ale was exceptionaly strong. He passed them each a glass and left the last one for Jax when he came. He lifted his and said "to the emperor."


Sonia lifed her glass with him "to the emperor."
 
Kat stared at her drink with a melancholy expression. This "to the emperor" business reminded her of the days when everything wasn't so complicated for her and such when words weren't said in a mocking tone. However holding on to such feelings wouldn't help her in life so she simply filed them away and lifted her glass before downing a good portion of it. "Yeah."
 
"A drink?" Jax stopped from a moment, then gave Connor back to the guards and quickly headed for the mess hall, "You know I'd never say no to a drink, even if that means I cant punch the Emperor in the face. But that can wait for a later date I guess." He walked into the mess hall and sat across from Zed, "What the hell is that?"
 
Zed began pouring the third drink. "This, my friend, is orangutan ale." He slid the drink to Jax. "Its very strong though, so be careful." Honestly zed thought it would be hilarious to see Jax drunk. He opened a comm to Felicia "hey! Crazy train, want a drink?"


@DrCompton @Leijonion
 
"So..." Kat didn't make eye contact with any of the crew as she sipped the ale. "How is the Emperor? Any injuries or health issues so to speak?"
 
"Careful? Careful is my middle name boss." He barely finished the sentence before he slammed the drink down, and then the cup onto the table. He shook his head a little bit, "Oh fuck me, that burns a little."
 
Felicia stopped spinning when the commander called her. "A drink? Sure. But how am I going to drink it through the helmet?"
 
Sonia looked at kat "no, i just saw him, he is perfectly fine."


Zed laughed deeply at jax. "Well you will take the helmet off to drink naturally Felicia, were in the mess hall." He ended the transmission. "I had no idea you were such a drinker Jax."
 
Jax turned on his comm as he was pouring his second drink, "Crazy Girl, take your helmet off inside, not out." He slammed back the second, "Im not really feeling anything Boss, it just burns a little." He looked up, "Are you sure this stuff works?" Jax's movements were already becoming a little more exaggerated.
 
"Ohhhh...." She looked around at her audience of various rocks and pebbles, then bowed. "Until next time, my fair audience." Then Jax spoke up. "I, uh... of couuurse I wouldn't do that. Hahah..." She lowered her hands to her side, then ran into the ship. She continued running as she ran through the ship, her helmet still on.
 
Kat smiled in spite of herself. "I see... That's good." With the ale gripped tightly in her hands she took another sip, thankful for the slight buzz in her head.
 
Sonia furrowed her brow. "Are you okay kat?" She knew kat had a deterrence to violence, but she didnt think it she would be so opposed to taking down an empire ship.
 
((btw to clear up a misunderstanding that I think I made in the character sheet, Kat doesn't exactly HATE violence she's just not a fighter and more of an intellectual))


Kat gave Sonia a reassuring smile. The crew might doubt her loyalty if she showed her misgivings about imprisoning the man she once faithfully served. "I'm fine Sonia." Before anyone could say anything else she shove her glass to her lips and downed the remainder of her drink in one go. "Ahhh~"
 
"Careful Kat, you 'rink like dat an you'll make me an essited man." He laid his head down and looked at Kat and smiled softly. The drink was already kicking his ass. Then he sat up suddenly almost falling out of his chair, "Ohs mans, Im almost sleepy."
 
Felicia entered the mess hall with a heroic pose and her helmet on her hip. "Dah-dah-daaah! Felicia!" She walked in and sat down, setting her helmet down next to her. "Water we drinking? Orange juice?" She glanced at Jax. "Orange juice and rum?"
 
Kat chuckled a bit as she opened her mouth to tease the drunk. "Was that even spoken in Common Jax?" Felicia entered the mess hall just then, loud and rambunctious as ever. "Orangutan ale apparently." She sat back in her chair and let out a breath of air while closing her eyes. "Whew! Be careful, its strong Felicia. I think that's enough for me guys, anymore and I might actually get drunk."
 
((Sorry, I was in the city today but back now!))


XxX


Slinger watched the other drink their orangatan ale, and inwards chuckled knowing how it would effect them after the original buzz takes off. He walked to a chair not far off from the others and crouched onto it, finding that crouching was much more comfortable than actually sitting. Idly tapping his prongs together as more ale was passed around, Slinger was finding the rare atmosphere rather relaxing.
 
Jax looked at Slinger, "Slinger ,why do you roll wit' us?" He raised a brow, "Shoo' I mean you'll be able to kill alla us, n' that crazy? You coulda kill alla us. but you roll with us." His eyes closed for a moment.
 
She looks at the alcohol out of the corner of her eye, then at everyone else. She looks back up at Kat. "Was it made from real orangutan?"
 
XxX


Instead of answering Jax's drunken question, Slinger tilted hus head innocently before giving Jax a predatory grin with a tinge of evil in his eyes. Speaking quietly in his own language, "Zoar ven kaio mashnoo?" [Rough translation: Do you wish for death?] A noticably curious tone as well as amused, but still held the predatory glint to attemp to freak out the intoxicated mercenary.
 

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