Happy Hour

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[OOM: A Royal OccasionWhen Sameth enters the Bar from the back door, he looks more like a prince than he normally does. His surcoat is long and heavy, red and gold towers are crossed with silver keys on dark blue and he knows how to wear it, the surcoats of the Old Kingdom are made for cold weather and to be worn over mail. He keeps resting his

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[3nanashi]

It's always interesting to see what themes people choose for Happy Hours around here. Especially since so many seem to choose them based on personal references.

However: Trowa is kind of boring sometimes.

Accordingly, even though he's glanced over the specials (and the bar at large, and the patrons by Bar herself, and Sameth), what he says when he arrives at the counter is, "Do you have coffee?"

Well, once Sameth looks at him, anyway. Trowa is content to wait, if things are busy or if Sameth is distracted.

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Sameth's not terribly busy tonight so it doesn't take long and Trowa is rather distinctive,

"Yes, any preference on what kind?"

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"Decaf."

Beyond that . . . Trowa grew up on soldiers' campfire coffee. He is really, really not a gourmet.

"Please," he adds, however, as a gesture of sociable good faith. It's not that Trowa doesn't understand manners and small talk; he just doesn't bother with them all that often.

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That helps and Sameth gets a mug and pours from one of the many coffee carafes,

"Here you are,"

Its strange, he keeps feeling like maybe someone will comment on his surcoat, but perhaps it only means something to him.

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Trowa's noticed. It's colorful, and it stands out by comparison to other outfits he's seen Sameth in; it's warm for this climate, at least indoors; it's of fairly fine material, carefully embroidered, which is a sign of both wealth and fanciness no matter what the garment's specific context is. (More or less, of course, depending on the economics and the industrialization of Sameth's home context, and on whether it's embroidered by hand or machine, and what that means; there are lots of variables to account for. Trowa is well aware of how many of his hypotheses must necessarily be tentative.)

But he's pretty categorically not one to comment on these things.

"Thanks," he says, and switches his e-book reader to his left hand to accept the mug.

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"Working on something?"

Everyone from more technological worlds seem to have a pad like that with variations.

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Trowa does not look surprised, because Trowa is not inclined to looking much of anything. (And because he makes a habit of not being surprised, with a fair amount of success.)

"Not right now."

Why-- ah.

"It's for books."

It also has notepad functions, enough to be perfectly useful for taking notes and making at least rudimentary blueprints and diagrams and imaging, along with some basic systems for emailing and phone and such. It's not as handy for all this as a laptop, but it'll work fine in a pinch, especially for people less security-conscious than Gundam pilots. But Trowa tends to hoard information, and anyway, he did bring it here today for the books in its memory.

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"Oh, reading anything interesting?"

It seems such a small thing, but then most electronic things seem to be.

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Trowa shrugs fractionally.

"Just history."

Trowa is the world's worst book club member. (Which is why he doesn't belong to any book clubs.)

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"Of where?" Its a quiet night and he's curious.

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"Mostly L5."

Well, mostly the development of the ALICE system of computer system coordination, really. But that's not a 'where.'

"It's a colony."

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"Right, your world has colonies and space travel. I talked to Quatre about how things work."

[3nanashi]

Interesting.

"Yeah," Trowa agrees.

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Sam has no idea how to answer that and looks around the Bar to see if anyone else needs help.

[3nanashi]

Sorry, Sameth. Trowa is just legendarily awful at small talk.

Unless he has an ulterior motive, anyway.

Accordingly, he accepts that as a dismissal. He is at least polite enough to raise the coffee mug slightly in a thanks the drink gesture as he turns away.

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Sam happens to notices someone else and waves to Trowa before turning away.