OF COURSE TON'S BEEN AROUND ( Read more... )

After an afternoon of putting Nova and Cortez through their paces out back, and after a hot shower, Doc finds himself at the bar in search of a cup of hot chocolate. Instead, he finds a napkin asking him to bartend.

He deliberates for a minute, and then writes up a quick specials board.

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Woodford Reserve Hot ChocolateBourbon ( Read more... )

OF COURSE TON'S BEEN AROUND.

He's just a NINJA dead... doc... pilot... thing. Really.

One way or another, he has chosen to reveal himself. Because the mun at long last exists again. And so it is that, armed with a datapad and a glass bottle of Halmad Prime, Ton is perched precariously on the arm of the couch.

He looks bored.

Passersby, beware.

Oh, no.

Where did he get THAT? And does it really matter?

Somehow, The Door has opened for a Bender on the run. A Bender on the run, carrying a slot machine. And then slammed in the officers' faces.

"Haha! Take that, suckers! You couldn't catch the Great Bender if I was made of lead!" It's just now that Bender looks around. "Oh, hey! Here this ( Read more... )

Look! In the corner booth! What IS THAT?? It's so... extraordinary! How many of the bar patrons have seen anything that looks remotely like THAT???

Well, whatever the bloody thing is, it's not Ton. He's not in the corner booth. He's over by the fireplace playing some sort of game on his datapad, eyebrow creased in concentration, and a very, very ( Read more... )

Lilly heard about the latest epidemic (love, not amnesia) from her BFF and not her husband/secret cause of the epidemic ( Read more... )

As much fun as Shalla's new Mickey Mouse-shaped datapad is, it's still full of boring reports. And so Shalla does what many of her fellow pilots do when faced with said boring reports. She falls asleep!

At least there's no Thyne to worry about.

Corran's in a corner booth, sipping at his Whyren's ( Read more... )

There is nothing particularly special about this entrance post ( Read more... )

Hey, look!

Pilots!

Corran Horn is reshuffling an old sabacc deck for about the 400th time. He could go on forever, but none of us what THAT, now, do we?

Ton Phanan is in a table by the window. He looks like he's preparing to snark at other bored people to amuse himself. He's thought about that Jedi guy from the Rogues shuffling sabacc cards, but ( Read more... )