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[bastardbytrade]

 [The comm clicks on to a lovely view of the ceiling in Sergei's. There's a fumble, a muttered cuss and then Mordecai's unmasked face appears on the screen.]

Ahh shit. I didn't want this video crap.

[Please hold while he grumbles to himself and downs the remnants of his glass.]

Booze and pool tables at Sergei's. Life is good. How about you all cut the

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[pimp_hat]

Nevah were wisah words spoken.

[Is that sarcasm or is Kevas agreeing with him? That's for Mordecai to decide.]

[bastardbytrade]

Haha, I'm a freakin' prophet aren't I?

[He hears that sarcasm and matches it with... amusement. Everything is funny after alcohol.]

[pimp_hat]

We all be hangin' on joor every word mon.

[bastardbytrade]

[Mordecai chuckles.]

Kevas, right? Haven't heard you for a while. How you been?

[Does he care? Probably not. But hey, he's feeling friendly.]

[pimp_hat]

Well, I still be trapped on a boat run by a madmon so...t'ings could be bettah I guess.

[bastardbytrade]

Eh, aren't we all. Getting out of here would be better, but since we're all stuck, might as well make the most of it.

You still drink?

[pimp_hat]

[Seriously? Did this guy seriously ask him that?]

I dunno, do joo still like breathin'?

[bastardbytrade]

[He so did, Kevas. What're you gonna do about it HM? Mordecai snickers.]

Good answer.

[Clink, clink. Listen as he pours himself a drink.]

The bars empty. I thought you might be drying out. Had to check, y'know?

[pimp_hat]

[Yeah yeah, he gets this hint and he's already on his way.]

Good to know joo care so much. Guess I'll haftah drop by if it be makin' jah feel bettah.

[And like magic there he is.]

[bastardbytrade]

Yeah. Quick. I think I might cry without you here.

[Sarcasm is a go!

At the sound of someone arriving on the scene, Mordecai turns to the door way. He is just going to pause... and stare... for a moment.]

Well, would you look at that.

[pimp_hat]

[Yeah by now he's used to people staring at him.]

I know whatchu be t'inkin' mon. 'Dat be amazin!' and joo be right. I am.

[So humble he is.

Kevas doesn't wait for a drink to be offered and instead walks behind the bar to grab his own bottle. This time he's going with gin.]

[bastardbytrade]

[Mordecai snickers. He likes you Kevas!]

Not quite! I was thinking more along the lines of "what the fuck?", but hey man, trolls are cool.

[You are welcome to remind him of this conversation when he's sober, Kevas.]

[pimp_hat]

[Kevas grins and pops off the top of the bottle.]

Joo damn right we are mon. Tusks, looks, great in bed, we be havin' it all.

[That depends on if Mordecai does something stupid while he's drunk. People are so fun to watch when they're like this.

He chuckles and takes a large swig from his bottle.]