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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:37 pm
*Luana glances at what's behind the bar, not really sure which is the strongest.* You mind being a little more specific than that, Lieutenant?
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:39 pm
>>Sato scratches her helmet<<
Uhm... not really. I don't know what in Gods name this place has. I found some Zonoic Mist the other day though. Green glowing liquid.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:40 pm
:::Cora rubs her chin, trying to recall the strongest thing she'd had:::
Luana... look for a bottle with the label of Fire Wine. As I recall, it surpassed my chemical tolerance by far. :::She smirks to herself:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:48 pm
Okay... *Luana names of drinks as she passes them.* White wine... red wine... Klingon Blood Wine... Aha! *triumphantly holds up a bottle* Fire Wine!
*She sets it on the table and goes back to searching for the glowing green liquid, just in case.*
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:48 pm
Works for me. The stronger, the better.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:50 pm
:::She motions with her hand::: None for me Luana... A glass for the Lt. though.
:::Cora cradels her chardonnay:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:53 pm
*Luana pours a glass of Fire Wine and hands it to Sato.*
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 8:59 pm
>>Sato absentmindedly raises the glass to drink, looking cautiously over her shoulder<<
*CLUNK*
*S M A S H*
>>Sato lifts the glass directly into her helmet, and it falls to the floor and shatters<<
OH ******** HELL!!!!!!
>>Sato quickly pulls off her helmet and stares at the mess forlornly, her face flushed a deep red in embarrassment<<
Well.... Well....... Son of a b***h......
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:01 pm
:::Cora just cocked her head to the side:::
You have not removed your head gear, Lt. Sato.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:02 pm
*Without saying a word, Luana finds a rag to give to Sato and pours another glass for her. She finds it hard not to laugh.* Ready to try again?
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:04 pm
Thank you, flatfoot. That really helps. God damnit.
>>Sato takes the rags and grumbles under her breath<<
I can NOT ******** believe that I just ******** did that. How ******** stupid do I have to ******** be?
>>Sato begins swabbing up the liquid<<
Yeah. Just a minute.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:07 pm
:::Cora looks down at her feet and compairs them to Sato's in case there was a relative difference in the height of their feet. She couldn't determine any, so she looked back up and just sipped her wine:::
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:09 pm
*Luana glances over the bar to see where the broken glass is, so she knows where not to step when she comes back around.*
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:13 pm
>>Sato finishes cleaning the stuff up, and doesn't even put the rag down. She just grabs the glass and takes a sip..............
.... and her eyes tear up.......
... and she slowly swallows<<
I...... It's............
It's...
.... good. Thank you.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2005 9:16 pm
A fair distance from the bar, Janani fades in looking as if she's reading something and leaning, with her hand, against a wall. She has WhiteRose tucked up under her arm and an intent look upon her face. When she realizes that what she's looking at is no longer there, Janani looks around to see a few familiar faces, and she could put a name to each of them. That's a good sign...until she realizes that she's not leaning against any wall. Futily, she flaps her wings before landing, rather softly actually, on her hand and rump on the ground. Heaving a sigh, Janani looks over to the bar...wondering if anybody noticed...
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