A night on the town

[in_the_latin]

Characters: Anybody from Serenity, especially the fine folks who posted here
Content: Everybody's favorite group of rogues and ne'er-do-wells have gathered at a local saloon to kick their feet up and have a few drinks. 'Course, nothing's ever that simple.
Setting: The Blue Stone saloon
Time: Sometime after dark, before Serenity starts its job

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[takemesir]

Zoë appreciated the lack of hassle as well. When the Captain started a barfight, it meant she had to back him up, and that meant she'd be cleaning blood out of the butt of her rifle again.

All in all, an enormous inconvenience.

[in_the_latin]

When the captain started a barfight? Why was everyone so pessimistic lately?

"So," he asked, "Whaddya think about this?"

[takemesir]

"Think about what, sir?"

He'd need to be a little more specific.

[in_the_latin]

"Bout this job. Seems easy enough, but then gain, so did the last few."

[electro_phoenix]

After what felt like too damn long to Reno, the redhead could finally move unhindered. So, naturally, he headed straight down to the nearest bar in town.

[in_the_latin]

Ah, Reno, just the kind of guy he'd expect to see in a place like this. Mal waved him over, and said, "C'mon, lemme buy you a drink."

[electro_phoenix]

...Hey, if the bossman was offering.

Reno went over, limping just a little, and slid into a barstool. "Ale," was all he said, smirking a little.

[in_the_latin]

"Same here," he said. After the bartender gave them their drinks, Mal asked, "How's the arm treating you?"

[legallygreen]

Oh yes, the Blue Stone was not the classiest joint on Reial. Which was why Jennifer Walters, ambassador of Ivona, had no business being there. Fact of the matter was, she should have been nowhere near that place. But there she was, dressed like a lady in cream and crimson, a neat hat covering her auburn hair and her hands in lace mitts.

This was no place for a lady, and it was exactly why she enjoyed it. Jennifer had missed out on her chance to see anything within the town because she was not a member of the crew. Thus she was left to her own devices, and as such, it was time to enjoy the atmosphere of the Blue Stone.

Finding herself a seat at the bar amongst the roughs that frequented the place, she ordered a scotch, single malt, double on the rocks. It only got her a few odd looks as she tossed it back like it was water.

[reborn_wings]

Paranoid habit perhaps, but as the evening wound down he found himself stepping inside the bar that a decent number of the crew seemed to be gathering in and cast a wary glance over the establishment as he moved past the door.

All sorts were there- as expected of such an establishment- and he stepped up to the bar, ordering a drink he'd nurse for a few hours while hardly touching it for the sake of appearances.

He'd found someone that he might be able to converse with at least- though perhaps not for long if she continued to take her drinks in such a fashion.

"Miss Walters," he said with a touch of amusement, "I wasn't aware you were the type to frequent a place like this."

[legallygreen]

Glancing up, Jennifer was pleased to see that there was someone in the bar that belonged to the ship that wanted to speak to her. Sometimes she felt as if the rest of Serenity's crew and passengers had no desire to consort with a member of the government, even though she knew she had made several friends.

"Well, I enjoy all walks of life that allow me to see the people of Reial. There is also the fact that nobody expects an ambassador to be in such a place. I find it agreeable to shake the idea that I am very stuffy and have no fun at all." She replied with a smile. "But do allow me to buy you a drink. Anything you would like."

[reborn_wings]

Neji offered a humoring smile and took a drink of his cocktail. "Rebelling against expectations," he concluded with a nod. "I can understand that type of thinking."

He was living far from how he was expected to, after all. "Thoughtful of you, though I confess I don't have a taste for the hard liquor most seem to enjoy." Probably because he didn't actually drink all that much, and that much was likely obvious.

[crazywithguns]

Bang was perfectly comfortable with places that had a certain lack of class. They tended to not mind as much when you left stuff broken and people bleeding and/or dead on the floor.

She was quite contentedly sitting at a table that was, for the moment, empty. Oh, it hadn't been, when she'd arrived, but the former occupants seemed all too eager to depart when she'd asked not-so-nicely. Her feet were up on the table, her saber was at her hip, and a very strong drink was in her hand. Life was good for the moment.

[anonymousryuuki]

Bars, Ryuuki discovered in the time since he'd left Bellcius, were great places to find information.

He walked up to a woman sitting alone at a table and asked while presenting the crude, kindergarten quality picture of his brother, "Excuse me, have you seen this person?"

[crazywithguns]

Bang barely looked at the drawing. Instead, she focused her attention on the man so rude as to interrupt her when she was enjoying herself. She slammed her tankard on the table so violently that some of her drink sloshed out.

"Excuse yourself," she grumbled. "Can't a girl just drink in peace?! Geez, my first down time in a while and I get constantly bothered by men sitting in my seat and pretty boys asking me foolish questions!"

[anonymousryuuki]

For his part, all Ryuuki did was blink in confusion.

"Um...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you. Only," He soldiered on, believing that an explanation would fix things, "Only, I'm looking for my brother and I was wondering if you've seen him...?" Though his voice became noticeably quieter the longer he spoke.

[reapingwinds]

Hisagi found himself seated at a table with a bottle of sake as his companion. It had quickly became routine, him scouting out the closest, cheapest bars whenever the Serenity dock-- not because the work was bad, but because he missed being out of the ship.

[nouseincryin]

Nack wasn't so easy to entertain. He had a full mug in hand, but he was scanning the place for other sport. Games of chance, in particular, he could kill for a round of poker right now.

That was when he saw somebody he recognized. "Well, if it isn't Ahg," he as he passed.

[reapingwinds]

It took him a few seconds to realize that he was being addressed. Ahg was not something he'd respond to usually, after all. Still, he Poured himself a small dish of sake before he answered.

"Hello to you too. What're you doing here?"

[nouseincryin]

"Flower shopping, what else?" he quipped.

Was he drinking alone? Nack didn't see any other cups--ah, bowls. "You'n your bottle look lonely, but you might oughta slow down a bit. Yeah?"