Elizia shrugged, deciding to put up with the Commander's stiffness. She glanced around, spotting some maroon-haired woman observing the whole thing. Elizia danced through the chairs and people over to her, and stopped next to her table.
"Heya," Elizia greeted, her words not too slurred for being tipsy, "mind if I sit down for a sec?"
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The woman who'd barely finished her drink made her way over to where Omorfiá sat. "Heya," she said, "mind if I sit down for a sec?"
Omorfiá looked at her, then turned back to the scene unfolding at the bar. "Sure, have a seat."
"I could kill him," Val said, taking a dainty sip of her drink. She peered at him over the rim of the martini glass, her eyes dancing. "But I'm just not in the mood. You think we could get him drunk if we tried real, real hard?"
"Thanks," Elizia sighed as she sat, relaxing as she finished her drink, slower this time. There seemed to be a bit of a trick to it that she hadn't nailed down yet.
She went through sorting her tools in her jacket, "So, anything interesting happen on this planet recently? I only just got here."
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"I've got no idea. I just got here, too, and I heard that this was the place to be," Omorfiá said.
Pollux looks at her with a smirk. "Only if we tried really hard, even then he might need a little…help." He presses a foil package into her hand under the table, the pill inside making a recognizable shape.
Valentina squealed, just a bit, bouncing in her chair. "Ooh, is that what I think it is?" she whispered, inspecting it with a weathered eye. "It's exactly what I think it is." With a cheeky smile, she ordered a beer from the barkeep, inconspicuously dropping the pill into the liquid. Skipping over to the commander, she asked, "Care for a drink? A peace offering, if you will."
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What are they doing? Omorfiá thought as she watched the two tipsy customers at the front of the bar drop something into a drink and offer it to the Star Corps officer.
Pollux looks directly at Omorfiá, sending a tentative mind link, hoping that she is receptive. Hello? My name is Pollux, the pill will simply make him fall asleep, nothing too bad. I have no wish for blood to be spilled in this bar, especially by a cop. His eyes, now pure gold, stare at her, willing her to get his message.
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A voice suddenly appears in Omorfiá's head, saying, Hello? My name is Pollux, the pill will simply make him fall asleep, nothing too bad. I have no wish for blood to be spilled in this bar, especially by a cop.
When she looks up, golden eyes stare at her from across the bar. Omorfiá nods, signaling that she understands.
Elizia glanced up when the woman didn't answer, and noticed she had locked eyes with the golden eyed man from before.
"Hey," Elizia prodded, trying to get her attention, "who is that?"
Pollux gives a a thankful nod in return, before returning to Valentina.
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"No clue," Omorfiá responded. "But he just mind-linked me a message."
Elizia let out a low whistle, "Be careful, sister. I have heard some dangerous things about psykers. Strange people, them. Hard to understand."
Elizia should know, she'd witnessed a conversation that resulted in the victim dying. Just fell dead.
Brella hadn't gotten a tiny bit of sleep afterwards, Elizia was so scared.
(Why did this role play end?? I thought it was awesome :(()
(Caus the guys who was supposed to be the cop never replied)
(True. We kinda need him back…)
(We need you, Rogue!)
(I am gonna move this up to the front so we remember that it exists.)
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(Did this RP die?)
(I guess. whoever was the commander guy left)
(We can move on without him, maybe?)
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(shrugs Maybe.)
Elizia watched the cop take the drink, and take a swig. Not even a minute later, his head hit the counter with a thunk. Some people glanced over, most laughed. Elizia, suddenly worried she had made a mistake coming here, reached to her cloaking band, but the girl across the counter held up a hand, saying, "Stop. Don't worry about him."
"It was just a bit of zelo serum," Valentina explained with a sunshine-y grin. "He's A-Okay. What's your name, anyway?"
(Okay, Elizia appears to have phased across the bar. Fine by me.)
"I'm Elizia, ma'am…" She responded nervously.
To be honest, this woman's grin, however creepy it may seem, appeared to be in good nature. But wasn't fully trusting just yet. Hesitantly, she removed her hand from her cloak and asked, "And your name?"
"Valentina Grandstovian, finest bounty hunter this side of the universe," she introduced, taking the girl's hand in a swift handshake. "You've heard of me, I'm certain."
Elizia gave a confused smile, "Actually, no. I'm a tad bit young, and I only escaped from Lovutha's fake theocracy till just yesterday. I arrived from off-world this morning." Elizia held her smile, genuine this time. She found this person interesting.
Valentina's face fell. "Aw. Really? I'm the one who caught the notorious Sector 99 Wrangler. That wasn't too long ago." At Elizia's confused look, she waved her hands. "Never mind. If you're young, you're young. So, fake theocracy?" she queried.
"Mhm." She hummed affirmative, "Lovuthans are typically extremely religious. But some of us can see past the false gods they believe in. We turn towards technology." She showed the inside of her jacket, lined with tools and data chips, some of them illegal, "And we are promptly cast out. Thankfully. They call us godless tinkerers. We prefer the term Mechanists."
