Here. Again. Wherever here is.

[riversinger]

She much prefers the TARDIS to travelling coach, but when all one has is a vortex manipulator, and a glitchy one at that, one makes do with what one has.

Which is why River materialises in the middle of the bar, frightening the whiskers off a waitrat and only just missing being drenched in beer.

"Sorry!  Sorry, thought this was supposed to be..."

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[themanclion]

'An' I'll bloody 'ave one an' all,' comes an indignant voice, just to her left.

OK, she'd made him jump. But more importantly, that was his beer she just made the rat spill.

'What the bloody 'ell d'you think you're doin', turnin' up out of nowhere, you daft mare?! You made tha' rodent spill me drink!'

[riversinger]

River pivots on one heel, cocks a sculpted eyebrow in his direction, and seeing who it is, rolls her eyes.

"Hello again, ever so nice to see you too."

One hand pulls out her sonic screwdriver, and she thumbs it to life, waving it at the gadget on her wrist. "All systems in nominal working order. So you just decided it was time for a detour, then. Fine. I'll have a pint and bring one for my -- friend here."

[themanclion]

That pulls him up short, which is a shame, as he was about to launch into a full-on rant about how useless women are, particularly ones that do not apologise about spilling perfectly good alcohol when there's a man sitting there who desperately needs it; nay, has earned it after recently putting the collar on a United-supporting murdering bastard.

'...what?'

...it takes time to pull back from a rant that big.

'Did you say, again?'

[riversinger]

River rests a hand on her hip, and sighs the long suffering sigh of those perpetually having to explain advanced technology to monkeys who lack even the rudimentary maths to understand it.

"Vortex manipulator? Time travel device? I was aiming for the Wafujing Night Market on the -- some place you've never heard of. And I ended up here instead. Hence the unplanned arrival and the sad demise of your intoxicant of choice."

[nitro_is_ace]

Someone pings a mini oreo off the vortex manipulator.

"Sloppy." That same someone may comment, in an over-emphasized drawl, from the couch.

[riversinger]

River flinches a bit, and turns to follow the trajectory.

"You again. My day is officially looking up." She grins and moves to join the Time Lord where she sits. "I confess, it could use a tune up."

She steals a mini oreo before she sprawls opposite Ace.

[nitro_is_ace]

"Must be quite a day, if I'm the preferable option." Ace snarks, not bothering to defend her oreos. "Don't tell me y'stole that thing off Jack, or I may have t'resolve some conflict of interest."

[riversinger]

"Jack?"

She snags the sleeve of a passing rat and orders something salty sweet, and a pint to wash it down.

"Sorry, no. This one I won fair and square."

By cheating her ass off, but that's neither here nor there.