Tavern log. Yep.

[governorkang]

Most of the recently-awakened people had probably heard of the Drunken Dragon tavern within a few days of getting accustomed to the ship. Some had already visited it, and a few had probably even become regulars already

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Visiting Kang

[linsha_majere]

Linsha and Lord Bight entered the tavern.

"Thank you for showing me the way here," Linsha smiled to Lord Bight. "I'm sure I'll learn to find interesting places myself soon, but so far I'm not too familiar with the landscape."

She noticed Kang and went straight to him.

"Glad to see you Lord... sorry, Kang", she smiled, a bit embarrassed, "Lord Bight was so nice as to show me the way to your wonderful Tavern, so here I am to talk about weapons training. But first of all, could I have a mug of apple cider?"

[governorkang]

Well, Kang was pretty easy to notice on a ship full of mostly humans. He nodded and smiled, "Certainly. It was about time I took a break anyways." Disappearing into the back room for a moment, he came back out with two mugs, handing one over to Linsha.

"Just find an open seat. Shouldn't be too difficult this early in the evening." He turned to Bight, "And for you?"

[dragonlordbight]

Bight nodded to Linsha with his usual confident smile, "Welcome, of course, I am sure you'll know your way around in no time,"

With his usual almost trademark confidence in his stride he followed Linsha on over to the draconian, dipping his head everso slightly in greetings, "Good evening Kang,"

"A mug of ale will do nicely," he replied in turn before giving a gesture to table by one of the walls not too far away, looking to Linsha with a smile "That should suit well,"

[linsha_majere]

Linsha took the mug from Kang. "Thank you Kang."

With the mug in hand, she followed Lord Bight's gesture to the empty table and took a seat. "Aaah now that's what I like. After all these wonders of technology a good, old-style Krynnish tavern is just a gods' gift! Kang, I think we're really lucky to have you and your business here."

Well, this tavern was a bit different, being a draconian tavern, but all in all, it really was unmistakably Krynnish.

Linsha smiled to Lord Bight and to Kang, expecting them to take seats too.

Open to anyone!

[nobel_berserker]

Well. One podpop, one definitely new pal! But no Gundam Fighters. Still on a spaceship that had no problem lurking inside her head and owned by people who definitely saw her and everyone else as too. On the other hand... great shore leave!

She was looking for a good time and hanging out more than a drink just now, but she'd probably head to the bar soon enough. She'd never been allowed booze as Ensign Beardsley of Neo-Sweden, after all. Nobody'd stop her now.

[kungfu_sexnun]

Some people might even help her with that!

"Hi! Can I get you anything?"

Nima drops from the rafter over the bar, where she'd been carefully dusting around the very few spiders (and other beneficial space insects) that had managed to settle into the inn.

[nobel_berserker]

Allenby jumped at the sudden appearance of the bartender, but it quickly turned into a laugh. "Wow, that's one way to sober someone up! Uh..." She rubbed her chin and put a hand on her hip. "You guys are big on ale here, right? How 'bout some ale?"

She kind of didn't want to say too much, or it would become apparent that she was not very experienced at bars.

[kungfu_sexnun]

"I don't drink alcohol, but we have a lot of it! I'll get you some."

Nima launches into the air and into a backflip that lands her behind the bar, a precise, graceful movement that fills the inn with a sudden breeze. The lack of air conditioning has become less of a problem since Nima began tending, but papers have more of a tendency to fly away when she's on duty.

She passes a mug of ale over the bar and towards Allenby, toasting with a glass of fruit juice for herself. "I'm Sister Nima. What's your name?"

Kang.

[skyboundmisfit]

A hawk glides in through the open front door at an opportune moment and settles with a clatter on the bartop. It pauses there, preening under one wing for a moment. He'd heard about Kang (mostly bad stuff) from Marco, and now was curious to get a feel for the man himself. He peered up at Kang, cocked his head to one side.

< I'll have a Big Mac, chocolate shake, and an apple pie, please. > A pause.

< Oh yeah. And a Happy Meal with extra Happy. >

[governorkang]

Thanks to Stacy shenanigans, Kang had no idea who the hawk was or what it could do. He was used to talking/telepathic animals, and other odd things, though; after several months of life on the ship, most things didn't faze you anymore.

He snorted at the joke, smiling, "We only serve Whoppers here."

[skyboundmisfit]

< No thanks. I only eat at high class establishments like McDonalds. > He clatters along the bar, back and forth in front of Kang.

< In that case do you just have some raw meat? That'd be good. > He tilts his head to one side, examining Kang.

< You're Kang, I assume? >

[governorkang]

"We actually don't serve food here, sorry. Just drinks." Kang shrugged, glancing down at those talons for a moment to make sure they weren't leaving marks on the wood.

"That'd be me. And your name?"

Open to anyone

[splendid_roman]

There was a pub. On a spaceship. Now Ian had seen everything. The pub even looked like a proper old fashioned pub. Well, mostly, but he was on a spaceship filled with all sorts of species after all.

It was hard, sometimes to remember that the world had been destroyed. The spaceship was amazing, shore leave had been fun and no one had tried to kill or capture him. It felt like a holiday after life on the TARDIS.

He'd got himself an ale and took it over to the mural to look at it more closely.

Re: Open to anyone

[kungfu_sexnun]

Hello handsome. A young woman with some very visible tattoos drops down from the rafters to Ian's side, accompanied by a strong breeze.

"How do you like it?"

She could mean the mural, or the ale. Or both.

Re: Open to anyone

[splendid_roman]

The breeze made Ian look over, just in time to see the woman drop to the floor. Which was odd, but not as odd as some things he'd seen, so his only reaction was a raised eyebrow.

"It's interesting," he said, turning back to the mural. "Does it depict a real event?"

Re: Open to anyone

[kungfu_sexnun]

"Oh yes. Kang could tell the story much better than I could."

Nima never did go in much for talespinning, and it's Kang's story anyway.

"You just woke up recently, didn't you? How are you so far?"

She puts her hand on Ian's arm, her expression gently concerned. After all, this isn't the easiest situation to wake up to.

ooopen?

[smug_silence]

Somehow, in her neverending quest to avoid overbearing robot babysitters, Chell had managed to get herself a little lost in the City. It wasn't a place she frequented often--sure, she'd done her fair share of exploring, but this part of Stacy was big, and it was very easy to get turned around if one didn't know where they were going.

Which she did not. That was often the problem with aimless wandering, after all.

Chell would not be daunted, however, and being of the curious type, took to sticking her nose into places it probably shouldn't have been. She had no idea what kind of establishment this "Drunken Dragon" was, but that was all the more reason to peek her head in the door and find out.

[greenmateria]

Aerith had managed to also get herself a bit lost, and at the sight of the 'Drunken Dragon' she paused. She wasn't a drinker really, but she didn't really mind any kind of drinking establishment. They couldn't be any worse than the places from where she grew up.

It seemed like there were quite a few people inside, and she certainly was curious enough to go in.

However, she almost ran into a woman on her way in, jerking to a stop moments before making contact. Taking a few steps back, she laughed. "Oh I'm sorry! I guess I got distracted, I didn't mean to almost plow you down."

[smug_silence]

Maybe one day Chell would learn that it wasn't a good idea to stand in doorways because people tended to bump into you.

Today was not that day.

She jumped at the voice behind her, spinning in the doorway and clearly startled. It was another moment before she made the connection between someone in the doorway and that someone wanting to enter the establishment, and Chell sheepishly stepped out of the way, gesturing inside and inviting Aerith to walk past.

[greenmateria]

Aerith was about to walk past when she paused, looking at Chell. She hadn't really met her, but she'd caught sight of her here and there. After a moment, she smiled.

"Are you waiting for anyone? If not, I wouldn't mind some company." She took a quick glance around the tavern, the setting unfamiliar but the atmosphere reminded her of some places back home. "I was just looking around and getting a feel for everything here."