[ And so a starfleet captain walks into a bar... ]
[ Alpha is currently sitting behind it, making notes on one of Arkady's old menus. He and Ned had very quickly discovered Faith was gone and the pub was unstaffed. This wasn't such a bad thing for the wardens-- who could come and go as they pleased -- but inmates? Not so hot. ]
[ He glanced up, brows lifting. ]
Evening. Welcome to our humble public house. [ So snarky. He's going to be one of those barkeeps. ]
[Sitting in front of the bar and meticulously cleaning down the tables in preparation to reopen the pub is the Piemaker, anxiously watching his inmate for any signs of trouble]
[He nods at both of them, before sitting on a stool a couple down from Ned. Normally, Kirk is friendly, the type to sit right next to you and never shut up but his mentor is dead and the guy who did it is still out there and he can't focus on anything else.]
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[ he's on there, top speed, like the good lieutenant that he is. how kirk sounds isn't biding well for him. ]
Captain?
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He's not going to start the conversation though, so enjoy having a brooding captain next to you right now.]
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[She raises an eyebrow at him.]
Oh, are we sulking? I thought we were supposed to be drinking.
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Did you save me a seat?
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sounds good!
Twofer-Deal; Alpha and Ned, now staffing the pub...
[ Alpha is currently sitting behind it, making notes on one of Arkady's old menus. He and Ned had very quickly discovered Faith was gone and the pub was unstaffed. This wasn't such a bad thing for the wardens-- who could come and go as they pleased -- but inmates? Not so hot. ]
[ He glanced up, brows lifting. ]
Evening. Welcome to our humble public house. [ So snarky. He's going to be one of those barkeeps. ]
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It isn't really ours, is it? We're just.
Borrowing it.
...I'm Ned. This is Alpha. Hello.
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[He nods at both of them, before sitting on a stool a couple down from Ned. Normally, Kirk is friendly, the type to sit right next to you and never shut up but his mentor is dead and the guy who did it is still out there and he can't focus on anything else.]
I'll take whatever you have closest.
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I'm the worst, I'm sorry B(
[Want to spam or assume at this point? B(]
no worries bb
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I just--I'll be over in a second.
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have vesper too
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