Dated January 24. (For Aphrodite)
It had been a long and very strange week. More had happened to him, crammed into those seven or so odd days, than the entirety of his stay on the island. Now, after a weekend of being trapped on a space station, being reminded just how much he missed the days of being on a relatively working ship and having something useful to do with his considerable talents, Gaius was back on the ground.
He'd come down for a night of rest, and for a drink, which brought him to the club. He quite enjoyed the dancers, truth be told, but in his opinion, they also served the best drinks on the island.
So, he didn't feel quite so pathetic, sitting alone at the bar, nursing his first drink of the night. A little company, though, wouldn't have gone unwanted.
He'd come down for a night of rest, and for a drink, which brought him to the club. He quite enjoyed the dancers, truth be told, but in his opinion, they also served the best drinks on the island.
So, he didn't feel quite so pathetic, sitting alone at the bar, nursing his first drink of the night. A little company, though, wouldn't have gone unwanted.