where everybody knows your name

[a_shadow]

Who: Anyone!
When: Any night in March
Where: The Moira's bar
What: It's an open mingle log—feel free to tag in with starters, go thread hopping, hijack threads, etc.
Warnings: Potential for drunken debauchery. Will update as necessary.

The bar stands at the back of the mess hall, open and inviting—it's nearing the end of the day now, by the ship's clock, and that means the regulars are starting to trickle in. Won't you settle in with a drink and let yourself unwind after the long day?

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Agent Texas | OTA

[a_shadow]

Tex has been spending a lot of time down on the planet—she enjoys the nightlife on the planet among the other workers, and the ramshackle bar there, but she also has come back to the ship here and there in the evenings to unwind at the bar here instead. She has a cache of coins since she's been working for the whale hunters, and has brought one of them with her to the bar with her to spin on its polished surface. She's wearing her armor, unlike those nights when she's been staying on the ship, and sets her helmet on the floor next to her bar stool.

She's still learning which drinks appeal to her, though she's also not picky. She chooses, and takes a sip. Her coin sits on the bar, and she scoots it around with one finger. "I ought to arrange a game of Quarters," she muses.

[cardboard_boss]

"Quarters?" Venom moved so that he was sitting next to Tex staring at the coin under her finger. "How do you play?" He was interested more than anything. Drink in his hand he downed his shot and offered her a curious glance.

[a_shadow]

"You get a group of people to bounce coins into a glass in the middle. Whoever ends up losing, drinks." There were more rules than that and more variations that could be invented on the spot, but that was the gist of it. "I don't have enough coins with me for a round, though. Just this one."

She eyes him with a small smile. "I'm surprised you'd be into that kind of thing. Bar games."

[cardboard_boss]

"Sounds like fun." He was genuinely interested in the game, as he'd never actually played it before. As for her last comment he just smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Never was one for games but why not? We're all stuck out here like rats aboard a flying prison. Got to have fun somehow, right?"

[whynotgoonmyown]

Tyler's time has been spent mostly on the ship, but he has also spent a significant amount of time in the planet, mostly exploring and taking in the sights. His lack of ability to get drunk also means that he doesn't go to the bar often, but it's still a nice enough place to hang out in, once in a while.

This is one of those nights, and hearing Tex talk about arranging a game of Quarters gets his attention, making him turn to her. "Quarters, eh? I'm down, if you're looking for people."

[a_shadow]

"I'd have to get some more of these coins, but yeah, that would be fun." She holds the coin up and then snatches it back out of the air before setting it back on the bar. She is already just a little tipsy but that wouldn't prevent her from running down to her room to get them if that's what people were interested in doing.

[whynotgoonmyown]

"If you have them in your room, you can go ahead and get them, I say. It'd be nice to do something else else in here than just drinking." He'd offer some coins of his own, but uh... He doesn't have them.

Liquid Snake | ota

[saveyourserpent]

The bar isn't exactly the kind of place Liquid intends to go often, at least not alone. But it's a better place to go for a ridiculous fruity drink than just taking one back to his room or something, and he doesn't mind the atmosphere. He's been settling in the best he can (which is hard when he has all this family on the ship and he happens to be working with his father), and sometimes he just likes to people-watch. Call it investigation, or something.

When he's got his drink, he leans back casually on his seat like he's almost about to tip it over (not that he will without help; he's got good balance) and surveys his surroundings. If anyone's ever told him it's impolite to stare, he's clearly ignored that advice.

Venom Snake | ota

[cardboard_boss]

Venom had last come to the bar with Ocelot and they had gotten pretty drunk. What with talking about the past and how they had ended up aboard the Moira, things just went from one to another. Snake now sat at the bar leaning with one elbow on it and taking a shot of whiskey with his prosthetic hand. He downed it in one and glanced around to see if anyone else would participate in conversation with him.

Snake is usually a man to keep to himself, as he prefers the company of his own to that of another, yet he had met quite a few decent people around. Those who had been willing to listen to him and understand that he's a soldier with a body double with shrapnel sticking out of his head.