The crystal blue eyes watch the others in the Inn as they talk among themselves as Blair leans back, stretching languidly, her hands going behind her to prop her up as she watches everyone around her with a smile.

Eyes to Cori and he took in the outfit, Godric wondered why so dressed for a house of drunken debauchery. But didn?t say a word. Another badsider pulled up and popped open. He set the beer before her before picking up his bottle and handing a small handful of coin over to Amber. He went to sit at the hearth. Nodding to Summre. "I'll keep it in mind then."

She looked to the big red-head and nodded, "Thank you." The beer was welcome at this point. She was dressed up and feeling the fool for it. She figured heading out and maybe do something different on this new world. Instead here she was holding up the bar. A long pull was taken on the beer, something to occupy herself briefly. She debated heading back to the ship; at least there she could be alone in familiar territory. She did have a purse with her and she pulled a datapad out. She scrolled through the messages to see if she had an excuse to leave. She sighed and set the device on the bar. Dark blue eyes glance to the woman next to her on the bar. Then back to the pad. She leaned forward and clasped her hand before her face.

She muttered and straightened her dress as she finished the bottle of beer, "(vq) I am pathetic." Those dark blue eyes look around.

Godric?s brows furrowed and he watched the woman at the bar. She didn?t seem pathetic to him, she seemed uncomfortable and out of place. Perhaps more drinks would loosen her up.

Blair looks over at Corina with a smile, shaking her head. "It's all in your head, chummer."

Corina arched a look to the woman, "(vq) All in my head that I'm sitting alone in a bar on my shore leave?"

Blair shrugs at that, smiling, those crystal eyes on Corina's. "You're not the only one sitting alone. I am too, and I don't think of myself as pathetic at all."

Corina gave her a steady look, "Guess I got some things that are starting to get on my nerves." She flagged down Amber. "I'm Corina by the Way."

?Hiya Corina. How can I help ya? I am Amber.? The dwarven tender said as she came over.

"Another beer would be appreciated, Amber." Corina said.

?Beer here!? Amber slides her another free mug of beer, ?Enjoy! You new in town, Mz Corina? I cannot recall seeing you here on Tuesday, before. But I don't know everybody.?

Corina smiled a bit and took a drink, "Yeah, My ship just pulled into dock." A glance was given to Blair. She shook her head, back to her silence in the crowd.

She reaches out a hand to Corina with a smile, her manner almost lazy, much like the manner of a contented cat. "Blair."

The hand is grasped and the shake is firm, yet secure in her own strength. No testing in it, "Pleasure, Blair." Corina had mentioned to Amber her ship just arrived. She then curled a finger to beckon Amber over once she was caught up with orders. "When you have a moment."

Amber ambles over to Corina, ?How can I help ya??

Corina slid a couple of chits (silver) towards Amber, "(vq) For putting up with the bullies. Never let them know they bother you."

?Um, well it come wif the territory, I am only really like dis wif two of the customers. Most ever one is really nice, mostly? Amber said to Corina.

Corina chuckled softly, "It's like that everywhere."

?Thankee.? Amber replied to Corina. ?Magazines or drinks?? She gave a puzzled look to Ducii.

Blair grins, watching Corina talk to the bartender, sitting back lazily on the countertop and looking around again. Licking her lips slowly, she looks over at Amber behind the bar and gives her an upnod. "Do you think you could get me a beer, chummer?"

Ducii blinks at Amber a few times, looking stumped. "Uh... the drink," she says slowly. "They have that magazine in Rhy'din?" Duci asks, sounding surprised. Then again, it is Rhy'din. Anything is possible.

Corina?s surprise is a little different, "Magazines exist?" To her it was positively archaic

"This is similar to Karaoke!" Ducii exclaims excitedly to Corina, pointing wildly to Eris as she begins singing. "She's just missing the music, and the little screen with the lyrics on them!" Her head bounces up and down several times with gusto before she finally takes a sip from her drink.

Corina finished that mug of beer off feeling pleasantly buzzed. About the best she's felt in a long time... Saying a lot there. "I don't want to go back to the ship tonight."

Ducii shakes her head. "Pfft, boys." Grumble, mumble. Douses her thoughts in her drink before peering back over at Corina and her companion. "Why do you need to go back to the ship?"

Corina murmured, "I'm the Captain... Admiral'll have my arse in the sling if I don't."

Ducii raises a brow at Corina. "Ooh, you're the big man on campus, huh?" she teases, catching Eris in her peripheral in amusement.

There was a bit of a grin, Corina was a bit less inhibited. "Second in command of the fleet." She rubbed at her eyes, "Sometimes I think I made the wrong choice."

"Regret the responsibility that comes with the pay raise?" Ducii asks in a knowing tone, though by the look on her face it was obvious she was impressed nevertheless. A smile creeps upward as she draws from her glass again.

Blair looks back over at Corina, turning in place to face her from her position on top of the bar. "Why do you say that?"

Corina shrugged, "Not the responsibility. The personal sacrifices... stuff you gotta give up." She looked at that mug.

Overhearing Tara, Ducii looks to the door and waves wildly. "Oh, hello Tara!" Big, dimpled smile for her friend. Glancing to Corina as she lowers her arm. "That's my friend Tara!" Point, obviously excited, though she nods in understanding. "ah, yes, thaaat part." Clucks her tongue and shrugs again.

Blair regards Corina for a long, thoughtful moment, her finger tapping lightly at her lips. "You know, a friend of mine once taught me that nothing in life can be achieved with some sort of sacrifice, and while that sacrifice may seem like a huge loss at the time, it almost always leads to something better in the end. Only that better something is found where you never think to look for it."

Tara moves forth through the tavern, negotiating a path to the icebox through the various bodies, tables and chairs, and flipping her black hair over her shoulder, which is tied up in a ponytail of barbs and thorns, smiles at Duci:: (s) Greetings

Ducii draws from her glass contently, nosily eavesdropping on Blair and Corina's conversation. Her head nods in agreement before she is distracted by the fiery vampiress Tara. Toothy grin for her dear friend. "Hi Tara! You look lovely as always. How was your day?"

Corina looked up at Blair and looked thoughtful at that. "I think about it alot. Still find I'd make the same choices. Once in a lifetime opportunity... and here I am."

"Oh, Tara!" she exclaims unexpectedly, pointing to Corina as she is suddenly reminded of something. "She doesn't know what karaoke is! Do you know any good places around town with karaoke? I'm totally thinking of doing a ladies' night!"

Tara, using the cat-o-nine as an extra appendage, snaps it up toward her favored chalice and then somehow brings that same drinking vessel down to the counter without it shattered. The whip is then returned to her side. She fills it with a black liquid that is in a bottle which no label while she responds to Ducii. ?I began my day by battling Minos over the fate of a sinner. I won. He's pissed over that. Then Medusa an' I had a friendly came of hide an' go seek where we allowed a sinner to hide an' if we couldn't find them they could go free. That hasn't happened yet. Then I had sex with Satan for three hours an' now I am here.? She squints then. Duci might notice there's something odd about this incarnation of Tara. ?Karaoke??

Ducii blinks, watching Tara with unfounded awe. "Wow, sounds far more interesting than my day!" Then blinks again, tilting her head at Tara and scrutinizing her a moment. "Yes... Karaoke. You know, when they sing to music?" She tries motioning with her hands, using one fist as a microphone and mouthing some words. She didn't actually attempt singing. It might take her a moment to notice the difference in Tara. She's slow on the uptake some days.

?The only music I hear is that of the siren's call an' the never-ending moans of lamentation from the depths of the realm in which I am Queen. I know not this ?Karaoke?.?

(The following posts were taken from Live RP.)

Corina nudged her way into the inn. A long day on the bridge and she was looking to unwind away from the crew. Today, she hadn't bothered changing out of her duty uniform. She was comfortable as she was dress with blaster on her hip. The Tank and pant in a steel camo pattern.

?The blue hair chick kept saying I had to join Treemma on a journey and see.? Kate shrugged, ?No idea but he was tripping.?

"Yeah well, who ever she was, was peddling some nasty stuff..." Galen looks to the door, nodding the slightly worn out looking woman. He also takes a moment to admire as well.

Kate rolled her eyes and thwapped Galen on the head.

Galen's eyes were torn away and back to the Nymph, tilting his head. He was trying to figure it out. The problem was something simple - he knew it. Galen's eyes bugged out at the thwap - he'd hoped she hadn't seen that...

Shifting around on the couch in attempts to find some comfort but Kai eventually settles and sighs. Tucking herself into the arm she watched Kate thwap Galen. This got a squint-stare out of the water maiden. ?Don't hit him.?

Corina arched a brow at the man getting thwapped. There was a bit of a chuckle as she scooted around the bar. She wanted a beer. She also didn't see the girl from the other night. She dropped a few chits past the till viper and headed for a table.

Kate sighs, ?(m) Wonderful.?

Galen tries to keep focused on the nymph but there was that new body moving past. He licks his lips - Did she know she moved like that? He shakes head and tries to focus on the problem with nymph - Right... needs fixing... "No, I deserved the hit..." Even he knew that.

Kate leans away from Galen, ?Ok, I have to go, phone calls to make, people to yell at.? She kisses his cheek, ?I'll see you later tonight ok??

Corina dropped into a chair and kicked her booted feet up onto the table. The Beer was opened and a long pull taken.

Galen was not even trying the Jack Sparrow 'I'm not sure I deserved that' First, he knew... Now if he could just keep from getting... He kisses her cheek back. "Definitely..." He nods.

Kai blinked when Kate kissed Galen and her head tilted to one side. Which continued until her head met the couch.*

Kate lifts a hand to the others in the room as she heads toward the kitchen and through that small door in the back, ?Vale.?

Galen eyed Kai, then it struck him... "The moon!" Then he made a face. Lord if that was it... He looked to Kai. "You're pretty tired and feeling weak, aren't you?"

Nina turned back around to her rose and pried it loose from the counter top, leaving a bit of a crater in the wood. "Oops," she sang. Then she fluttered her wings as hard as she could, carrying the flower over to Kai... It was difficult, since the thing was larger than herself.

Waving to Kate, Kai looked at Galen. ?Huh? Y-yeah...? She did tell him it was sort of normal. Not that it was all the time and was getting better. Her attention turned on the fairy carrying the flower to her? She sat up and offered both her hands for the fairy and flower.

Galen's outburst did not go unnoticed. The fledgling who had been napping was making a raucous whine at being woken. He reached down and winced at the fledgling settling, stroking her through the fabric of her shirt.

Kai tried not to listen to the only two active voices in the inn. Curling up she shifted and pressed into the couch. Face pressed into the cushion, the rose held close to her chest.

Galen swallows the laugh but features can't be schooled enough to keep his lips form twitching. Breathe... Yeah, that's it. Just a couple of breaths... He didn't snort at least "Yes, she is." The fledgling had grabbed a rubber ring out of the shirt and was now chewing on it. She was looking intently at the woman with swirling emerald eyes.

Corina blinked a bit then looked at the man trying not to laugh her. She crossed her arms in front of her and humphed. "I can't help it that I'm new on this thrice blasted planet."

"No... No... Please, don't get upset. It's just that, you're the first one that's actually reacted that way to seeing her. Everyone else is like, 'Oh you got one of them huh?' or something like that. So, it's rather nice." Smiling openly, then leaning forward slightly, keeping the fledgling trapped between his hands. "If you move slowly, I think I can get her to let you pet her."

Corina uncurled a bit and tentatively reached out to stroke those scales. "They are a legend on my world."

There was a bit of hesitation and even a growl, but a stroke of the head and some scratching of an eye ridge settled the baby contentedly. The creature feeling a little like soft leather then scaled at the moment. "Yeah, I've heard of worlds that don't have or lost their dragons. I can't imagine it myself, but then again, I'd probably be a little bit of a legend as well. Hey Kai, Com'ere," He nodded for the childlike nymph to come over and stop being a couch potato.

Corina murmured, "The Terran Worlds have the legends of Sol. Vasudans have their own legends." The fingers slowly stop and withdraw.

Kai had every reason to be a couch potato! At her name both eyes turned. Apparently she had fallen asleep. Looking over to Galen she gave a sleepy look. ?Huh??

Galen smiles to Corina, nodding, nodding. "I've heard of Sol once or twice. Is it true what they say about it?"

Corina tilted her head in question, "What's that?"
Galen then turned to Kai, "Come over here and stop being lazy," Teasing the little girl, smiling as he held up Storm a little. "I want you to babysit for a little bit while I dazzle the beautiful woman here with my prowess." Then he looked to Corina. "Well, actually..." There was a sheepish grin.

Corina arched a slender brow at that. "Already trying to dazzle me? Forgetting a few steps there?"

"I've heard. Well that it had exploded or that it is hopelessly covered in acid clouds or that some other race took it over... So I'm hoping someone can tell me something more, well true." Galen then blinks, ?What steps?" There was honest confusion on his face... There were other steps?

There was a visible frown at being called lazy. Uncurling off the couch, Kai stood slowly and did as she was told. It was a very slow process getting from the couch and near the table. A shy little smile was offered to Corina before she looked at Galen. She was actually rather hurt he called her lazy.

Corina shook her head, "Couldn't tell you. The Jump node to Sol was cut off in the last Great War." She chuckled at Galen, "Name would be nice."

Corina eyed Galen, "Don't encourage him." Just her luck...

?If he tries we can show-? Kai pointed down to the fledgling. ?She can chase him around attempting to clean or eat him.?

Corina picked up her beer and took a long pull on it, "There's also the nearest Airlock."

Galen didn't need encouragement but he'd behave - for now. He moved back and melted into his human form. He then stuck his tongue out at Kai Childishly. Looking back to Cori, "Hmmm, no that wouldn't exactly stop me. At least, once I've been inside the ship."

Corina arched him a look. Her luck was that she'd find a lech on her shore leave. "I'll tell Minotaur to get ready for target practice."

And Kai stuck her tongue right on back. Yes, childish as it was he simply deserved it. Head turning sharply to spill the golden hair over the couch she laid her head down on the cushion and resumed petting the small dragon. She was finally okay with the smaller scaled beasts. The big ones still, not so much.

"Minotaur? You got one of them on your ship but you thought dragon's were a myth?" Galen was confused.

Corina laughed, "No, that's the call name our Fighter Commander flies by." That and she's already seen a Minotaur in the flesh.

"Oh, okay. Well, Still I wouldn't be outside for very long.? Galen grinned as he flashed over to the couch, hugged Kai tightly. "I'm sorry," He kissed her cheek then flashed back over to his chair. "Once I've been someplace, it makes it easy for me to get back there.?

Corina nodded a bit. She was a bit perplexed by the evidence of magic and fantastical creatures. She took another long pull on the beer.

That delicate face of Kai's scrunched up and she swallowed back the cry. Hurting body thank you! Then again he wouldn't know that. Slumping down back into the couch when he was gone she buried her face against the fledgling.

"So why couldn't I visit the ship?" Galen was a bit perplexed on that note. He then blinks looking at the nymph, apparently she was keeping things form him. She hadn't told him that she hurt.

Corina sighed softly, "We are a military vessel not a pleasure ship."

"Uh... okay..." Galen replied nodding. Though he wasn't entirely sure he did understand. At least not having been part of the military. Corina knew it was an excuse to get down her shirt.

Storm was given a handful of pats then her hand was still so the fledgling could sleep undisturbed.

"I have regulations I have to enforce and that includes bringing Civilians onto a military ship. It's not happening." Corina was adamant about that.

Galen snorts, making a face, "No one would believe me anyway." He'd dug quite a lot of holes for himself and it wasn't going to be easy for him to get back in a lot of people's good graces. He agreed with both of ladies - they were both very nice outfits. Galen was staring again.

Lucky Kai was to have fallen asleep and didn't have to witness Galen digging himself his hole. Fledgling tucked under arm and shoulder as if it was a stuffed bear, the two of them were having a nap.

Corina chuckled softly, "I can't bring you on board, and that's the final decision."

"Okay..." Galen held out the feather. "Has nothing to do with the feather though." Okay, that was technically a lie but it wasn't her actually bringing him on board.

Corina arched a brow and took the feather. She studied it carefully.

It appeared to be a regular ordinary feather. Galen had worked long and hard at looking innocent. Especially with people that had weapons. Though he did cast an eye to the one in the dress a moment to look her up and down again.

The feather was set down on the table and one leg came down to nudge a chair out for Blair. Corina then kicked the leg back up

With a thud of boots, the demon (Lang) appeared in the rafters with him landing in a crouch. Golden eyes sweeping over those below for a few moments, as his tail thrashed around behind him.

The thud had Cori's eyes looking to the rafters. It took her a bit to not react. Culture shock and all.

Blair grins, walking over to the chair and taking a seat. "Hmm, thank you. Like yours too." She chuckles, raising the beer bottle to her lips and taking a long drink of it.

Corina looked back to Blair with a grin, "This is the *just off work and too damn tired to dress up.*"

Galen looks over at Kai. Then thinks things over and nods. "If I can excuse myself a moment..." At least it was already charged and set in a small necklace.

Corina nodded to Galen, "Sure."

After a few moments, the demon rose to his full height before moving along the rafter beams. With a pause over the area behind the bar, dropping down long enough to snag a few Badsiders from the cooler. Then back up into the rafters, it was always safer up there.

Galen vanishes in a small ball of green fire.

Lang took a sip of the first badsider, as he watched those that remained in the inn.

Corina sighed softly, "My luck."

Galen didn't stay gone for long and as he reappeared in the inn. He settled on the couch. Smiling, he rested a hand on Kai's shoulder, "Hey Kai..."

Blair watched Galen vanish, well aware of his eyes watching her. There was an amused grin on her lips as she takes a drink of her beer and sets the bottle on the table, chuckling. "Poor boy... I thought his eyes were going to pop right out of his head."

Corina finished her beer, "Meet one of the local lech's... Galen." That was her luck. "Spent more time trying to weasel his way into my shirt."

"Most guys here wouldn't know what to do with a real woman. " Lang added his two cents from his perch.

Corina looked to the one in the rafters, "Yourself included, big boy?"

"Happily married." Lang's gaze moved to Corina.

Galen snorts, "I do not... Well - actually." He melts into his wolf form, not really imposing either. "I do a really good big bad wolf impersonation."
"You dry hump air when you see a foxy lady?" Lang said to Galen.

Blair's about to take a drink of her beer, and fortunately had not gotten as far as swallowing, since she'd be choking on it now, she's laughing so hard.

Galen snorts, then shifts back into his ferret form. He's scurrying past the table and into the kitchen.

"You drool all over the floor?" Lang catcalled to the now fleeing Galen.

Corina chuckled and used the bottle to hide behind. There was a nudge to Blair, "Wonder if his wife knows he's providing commentary about other men."

Blair manages to recover a bit, still chuckling, shaking her head. "Oh, it's a shame he's married."

Lang grinned down to Blair and Corina. Then a glance to Blair, as the comment got his attention as well.

Corina took a quick drink of beer, "Oh is it?"

Lang took a sip of his beer as he waited for Blair's explanation.

Blair grinned. "Attractive with an attitude, just like I like 'em." She winks at Cori.

"So, if the shenanigans are over..." Galen's voice came from the window for passing food from kitchen to bar, "? Since I'm cooking something up, does anyone else want something?" He was peeved but he didn't think it polite to eat food when others might be hungry.

Corina chuckled softly, "Then yeah, it is a shame. But then I'm not into one nighters." She took another drink and called out toward the kitchen, "Sure Galen."

Lang chuckled to that. "Most would call it me being an asshole." To Blair, before looking to Galen. "You were in there a long time... Getting your rocks off?" He catcalled, smirking again.

Blair looks over at Galen, that smart-assed smile on her face. "That would explain why he's hungry."

"No I started cooking already, furr brain." Galen retorted.

"First time I've heard cooking used as an excuse." Lang mused.

Galen turned to Cori, "Preference?"

Corina shook her head, "Anything is better than the food in the mess, surprise me."

"He might try to drug it." Lang took a sip and smiled.

Galen laughs as he moved away from the window.

Corina chuckled at that, "I'm sure someone will ride to my rescue." The tone was a bit sardonic.

"Never know in this town. Some of the so called heroes tend to fall flat on their faces." Lang replied, shrugging lightly.

There is some sizzling, the scent of cooking beef, a clang of a pot and then a curse as something hits the floor.

Corina mutters, "I trust my men over any heroes this town has to offer."

"Stop picturing these two ladies giving you a lap dance in there! It's not going to happen!" Laang called out towards the kitchen to the racket.

Corina chuckled softly, "Promises, Promises." She quipped back, though the eyes were thoughtful at that.

Blair laughs softly, raising an eyebrow at Cori as she drains the last of her beer and sets the bottle down. Her voice is almost singsong as she speaks back. "Be careful what you wish for..."

Corina finished off her own beer, "Ummhmm." That was the very eloquent reply to that. Then she said softly, "(vq) Something I've not considered at all."

Blair chuckles at that, a slow grin on her lips as she licks them. (vq) "Enjoyable for some, but not all."

Corina had a serious look on her face, thinking, "(vq) Never had the... opportunity." She had wanted to meet up with her new friend again, but that thought hadn't crossed until now. And now it was hard to discount.

Blair smiles, her hand reaching out lazily to graze long, lacquered fingernails against the back of Cori's hand. (vq) "Or really even considered it, I'll bet."

Corina didn't pull that hand away, "To put a fine point to it, no." There was a rueful smile on those lips. Even today, she had a light bit of makeup. There was an internal debate of sorts, yet the hand being touched, turned over, palm up. The look in those Dark Blue eyes considering.

The fingernails move and graze very lightly against Cori's palm as Blair watches her, her blue eyes bold and straightforward, frankly watching.

The dark meets the light, "(vq) Just gotta ask..." The lips quirk, "(vq) Be patient with me..."

Blair smiles, letting her nails fall into a deeper graze of Cori's palm, sighing gently. (vq) "Patience is one of my few virtues." She grins, stretching languidly for a moment. (vq) "Perhaps it is something best...eased into..."

Corina half smiled, "(vq) Yeah... Was the thought." The look sobered a bit, "(vq) Hells, there's no way I can even promise that I'll be here long term." She wanted her cards on the table.

(The following is adapted from Live RP courtesy of Runesael Vandoren, Haroldlee, Lang Darkwind & Blair Hildegarde)

Another long shift and Corina was entering the inn in her working uniform, bodysuit, matching jacket, gloves and boots. The Blaster on her leg and black hair in a ponytail completed the picture.

Runesael takes a slow breath, finds a glass, floats it into place in front of the man, and begins immediately scanning the shelves for a blue bottle of zinfandel. Finding it after about a half a minute of searching, she twists her hand so it floats down from its hiding place, minute twitches in fingers and shimmering runes uncorking the bottle and pouring the elf a glass.

Corina made her way over to the bar, skirting around bodies with the ease that comes from living on a starship. She found a stool and settled with a soft sigh. She looked around to see if there was a tender or if she was fending for herself.

Going back to tending the bar, Rune's long ears tip towards the demand of, "Birthday," and "Drink." There's a moment of a fierce, inhuman grin on the creature's lips. Runesael retrieves one of the glittering golden bottles from underneath the bar, and begins to mix something at actually smells quite lovely, and looks just as such. Tall, slender and quite androgynous, Runesael's pale hands work over the bottles nearby. They're getting more acquainted with where the bottles are, so it's becoming more a matter of the customer's taste in finding things. As for the gag, well, there's a drink on the bar counter, shoved towards Yejix anyway. Perhaps cultural differences have caused Runesael to miss the concept of a gag.

Corina blinked a bit, and waved down Runesael. She was patient though. She moved a stray strand out of her face. She sighed softly and leaned forward and just listened to the conversation around her. She looked around, occasionally looking toward the door.

Runesael blinks a few times, moving towards Corina, "What can I get for you? Apologies, being out of-..." and then stops, shakes its fluffy, dark head and grins half-heartedly. "Right. Sorry about the wait."

"A badsider would be appreciated, Nothing fancy." Corina replied warmly, yet tired.

Runesael moves quickly to flick open the icebox, sliding the beer towards Corina.

Corina caught the beer and tilted her head, "Thanks" She schooled her reactions neutral as she looked around again. She had hoped, but couldn't expect. The dark blue eyes turned back to the mirror behind the bar. She looked out of place with her uniform. She took a long pull on the beer. The eyes were about the only indication of how she was feeling. She could never truly school her emotions to hide.

Runesael's been spacing out behind the bar - and if anyone's asked for a drink, it's been delivered absently, probably with something odd like cherries or mint leaves in it. She meets Toby's eyes for a moment, her own shifting from grey to silver and into green in the space of about two seconds - just long enough to be decidedly weird. The tall Tern'drael's attention goes back to the bar, toward its many, many bottles of shiny.

Corina looked around again, "Are people always so... exclusive of new faces?" She had to ask.

Attention turned back towards Corina, having caught the woman's voice over the murmur of the crowd. "Generally, especially if they're sitting at the bar, not talking to anyone else staring at a Badsider," there's not really an edge of cynicism to Runesael's words, just more of an alien amusement.

Corina arched a brow, "Sorry I don't butt into other people's conversations." There was amusement in her voice.

Corina's comment does actually filter through to Harold. ?I think people are kinda used to-- the come and go, you know? Sorry if I ignored you. Blinded by a cute dragon.? He laugh and then 'Mery goes and asks the question Harold was thinking.

"Well, I think I was having a conversation with the bottles - they don't seem to mind," Runesael raises one dark, moth-wing brow upwards, ear tips trembling a bit at each sound. "Interruptions I mean, they don't mind interruptions. Actually. The rum might. That Malibu over there? Yeah, nasty bugger he is, really jealous of any sort of attention. That's why it's away from the rest of the bottles," A sage nod was given.

Corina raised her glass, "I'm sure it was very enlightening. I hear an Orc brews this." She holds up the bottle.

Runesael leans conspiratorially towards Corina, looking at the bottle of Malibu down the way, "I hear that vodka has a nasty temper."

Cori nodded at that thought, "I can have Jace talk with them. My kid bro is a whiz at these things, but he specializes in the engines."

Blair smiles at that. "I'll have to talk to Sarah - one of my friends - and see what she thinks. She's the electronics whiz, especially for communications stuff."

"I'll talk to the admiral, see how much he's for communications with the planet." Cori was thinking. "See how possible us staying in system is."

Blair looks almost apprehensive about that for a moment, but nods. "You know... if... He decides that you should all go back to where you're from... There are ways here." Her voice grows quieter. (q) "And you don't have to go, if they do."

Corina looked at Blair seriously, "(vq) Something to consider... Right now all I have is the Task Force, my brother... and now you."

Blair smiles, her hand reaching out and tracing over Corina's. "It's up to you, really. I can't imagine all of your people will want to stay."

"Truthfully." She leaned into the touch and closed her eyes, "This Task Force was sold is *Probably not coming back.*"

Blair grins. "At least they were honest."

Corina turned and place a light kiss on Blair's hand, "Yeah, Recruited their best and brightest for a no return mission. Hells, I expected to be able to knock on Command's door and say *Hi, honey I'm home.* Now, not so much."

Blair chuckles. "Imagine their surprise when someone does just that... I would think they would choose to recruit the best and brightest in the hopes that they would return home."

"It's always something that I questioned. Why us? Were we chosen because we were outspoken?" Corina shrugged and finished her beer. "Either way."

Blair tilts her head at that, considering as she stretches slightly. "There was a time in my own world's history that there was a problem that threatened the entire planet. They tried to fix it at first with people that were very linear-thinking, straight-laced types, and it killed them - they just couldn't handle it. So the next attempt was with people who were more... of the maverick type, eccentric, outspoken... people that could think outside the box. And they succeeded where the others failed."

Corina nodded at those words. "We took to the stars and different worlds. I'm from Beta Aquilae... But we are called Terrans."

Blair grins at that. "Terrans...I like 'human' so much better."

Corina chuckled, "We got cut off in the last great war."

Blair sighs, moving closer in to Corina, laid out before her on the bar. "That must have made things very difficult."

"Yes, Loosing that jump node was devastating." Corina leaned forward at that move. "(vq) Want me to stay Dirt side tonight?"

Blair grins at that, moving in closer to Cori and swinging her legs off the bar, sitting up. (vq) "I have a place, if you don't want to go back to your ship..."
Corina murmured, looking up at Blair, "Not tonight, I don't want to go back to the ship."

Blair slides down from her seat on the bar, settling right in front of Cori, a slinky, almost lazily feline move as she takes the captain's hands in her own. (vq) "Then come home with me."

Corina placed her hand in Blair's, "Yes." She stood from the stool, with the jacket falling and straightening. The heart was hammering in her chest.

Blair grins at that, holding Cori's hand as she leads her out the door, into the night. (vq) "I was wondering when you were going to ask."

She walked out with Blair, "I know."