(( Valhalla, Forward Observation Lounge ))
Charn
listened as the kid talked to the button on his shirt. Sherlock
much be the tiny woman with the bad haircut, if his boozy memory
served him, and soon enough he received a fool's reward for his
correct guess: the presence of said tiny woman.
Sherlock: Mister Charn, it's good to see you again. Charn: Charmed, I'm sure. ::he barely stifled a burp:: Sherlock: I heard you had some questions and thought I might be able to help answer them. :: gesturing for the bartender:: Whiskey, double, from my stash.
The
kid might've slightly, begrudgingly won him over. He
trusted the kid, but he didn't trust the system. He didn't
trust any system. Strathmore: What was that you said? Charn: Whiskey double, kid. Means two drams of whiskey. ::He just a thumb in her direction:: With her size it'll be like me having half a bottle.
He poured himself another from the bottle of whiskey on the table. The green liquid sloshed into his glass. Sherlock: Response Strathmore: Synthehol? Charn: Kid,
believe me, no one is going to serve you anything more
powerful than a water. Sherlock: ? Strathmore: No, I am more than satisfied. Thank you though.
Charn: But I'm not. ::Turning to Aine:: The kid called you here because I need to know what it is I am to do on this ::he made a show of looking around Valhalla, barely disguising a show of disdain:: fine vessel of yours. Doesn't look like you need any help, so do I just sit in the cargo hold all day and wait for people to toss me scraps?
-- PNPC Charn swell guy, civillian as simmed by Lt Commander Azura Ada Chief Science Officer USS Valkyrie-A Newsies team member PODcast team member ASDB team member C239510LD0 (she/her, character) (she/her, writer) "Life is like Sanskrit read to a pony" - Lou Reed