[closed] sorry bout it

[squadgoals]

Who: Commander Shepard squadgoals and Zam backsassin
When: April 30th
Where: The bar!
What: Shepard apologizes for being a bitch, Zam tells her not to, they both drink.
Warnings: Alcohol in copious quantities, if we play our cards right.



[True to her word, Shepard shows up the following evening, and slides into a seat near the end of the bar. If they're going to sit and chat, it's better to be at the lower traffic end of things. She shoots a quick text to Zam to confirm her arrival, and waves down the on-duty staff for a drink.

When Zam does arrive, Shep gives a quick wave, a whisky on the rocks already half-empty on a coaster in front of her. She pats the seat next to her congenially.]

Hey. Hope you weren't waiting too long. [She reaches out her hand to shake Zam's] Let's try this again. Nice to meet you, Zam.

Comments

[squadgoals]

Fair enough. [There's a finality in Zam's tone, but (and maybe it's just the drink) she can't help but ask a follow-up.]

What about animal-esque biped sentient species?

[backsassin]

[Zam wrinkles her nose. That sure is a lot of big words from one mildly intoxicated person to another.]

Mm. If they’re sentient, what’s so animal-esque about them?

[squadgoals]

Uh... [Good point.] They share several key features with non-sentient animal species, like ears and muzzle, but they... live with other humanoids?

[She takes a lengthy drink.]

I guess it'd be case by case, right?