"Celebrations? Well, yes, organics celebrate all the time. Sometimes by going to a party, sometimes by getting drinks, or taking a day off to rest, or with a medal ceremony if you're military. It depends on the occasion." She explains.
"I see. Well then, I suppose after our preparations for today, we should celebrate after. Before we take another mission." Eve nods, wondering if Valentija wanted to unwind some more
Isabia close the doors to the ship and put her rifle on the hook. "Yeah, it cost us more than our both last ship, but it was good buy." She said as she sit at the table, looking at his cards. "Hmm... Sabaac you said? It been ages since I last time playing it." She invited him to table. "What are stakes do you want to play?" She asked him.
"H-huh?" Eve was caught off guard as Valentija asked, as she figured her companion already has something in mind. "Er... how about drinking? That seems to be the most common way to celebrate." She suggested as she searches for a bar, or tavern.
"I'm not sure... Playing for money seems kinda pointless, since most of the money we earn goes back into our supplies... What do you think?" He holds up a bottle of bioluminescent blue liquid, and two glasses. "The last owner left us this, as well." He fills the glasses with the liquid, hard liquour by the smell of it.
Isabia take glass and lift helmet a little to drink, making her mouth visible for the moment to Vetrik. Alcohol hit Isabia hard, making her gasp for air, but soon nice warm spread across her body. "Yeah, playing on money sounds boring to me too. Hmm..." She said and drink another gulp of liquid. "We will play on wishes. Winner of the round can wish anything from the loser, but this can't involve leaving the ship. It is okey for you boy?" She asked as Vetrik share cards.
"How about the Navy officer's club?" The blonde suggests. "It can be a little rowdy, but it's a fun place - where we used to go after completing missions. Drinks, dancing, that kind of thing."
"That's fine with me. But will you be alright?" Eve asked, knowing Valentija's former occupation. "Some of your acquaintances might be there." She added, not really sure how the navy handled those they presumed dead to suddenly come back alive.
Pleasantly buzzed, the two of them start to play. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 12+10 As Vetrik deals the cards, Isabia doesn't notice anything about the way the cards move from his fingers. It seems totally normal to her inexperienced eyes. Spoiler: Round 1 D100: Vetrik: 79+10 (Scoundrel)=89 Isabia: 43 "Read 'em and weep!" Vetrik declares pridefully, as he lays down a full house, beating Isabia's two of a kind. "I wish... For you to take your helmet off." He grins.
Tow could only shake her head. For such a stupid thing to do as to keep your nick... the woman deserved whatever was going to happen to her. She turned to the guard and blinked. Wasn't it a chance? "Hey, mister?" She called in innocent voice. The stupid gammoreans should be easy to trick. "You look important!" She walked up to him. "Could you give us a tour?" She said completely skipping over the matter of tickets.
"Oh, schutta, I forgot about that!" Valentija nods. "Well, we could also try the Outlander Club. It's the other place I know. A good club, but owned by crime figures."
Eve chuckles a bit, but listens to her next suggestion. "I see." She nods, "Then perhaps we should go? Celebrating, and scouting a few criminals could be considered a bonus." She replied, "Though... I think it's best if we went unarmed, as we might be inviting needless trouble." The android added, unaware that their combined looks invited more trouble than a few weapons.
Isabia look at her cards, then on Vetrik' s cards, and again on her own. Damit it been long time since she played. "Hmm... You are lucky, I admit it. Also you getting braver, than moment when I meet you." She said and removed her helmet, putting it on sofa next to her, showing her young but hard face, with couple of scars. It been weird to show her face to anyone, but maybe she shouldn't thinking about that too much? After all, she is in the safe ship and with Vertik she already been on few missions. " Alright, now I'm getting serious."She said, moving her ponytail behind her back.
"I could definitely let my hair down a bit after that last mission." Valentija agrees. "Alright, we'll go unarmed. Before or after we do our shopping?"
"I'd rather we remain sober while doing our preparations for the next mission." Eve giggled, "We'll meet here later, I'm not sure how long marksmanship lessons will take, but perhaps an hour or two before midnight?"
"Wow, I never expected you'd be so young." Vetrik chuckles and takes a drink. "Or so pretty. You're only a few years older than me." Isabia catches him looking admiringly at her, and being buzzed, she blushes just slightly. Spoiler: Round 2 D100: Vetrik: 48+10 (Scoundrel) Isabia: 98 Vetrik sighs and folds, revealing high card, while Isabia has three-of-a-kind.
"You know, groupies!" Ny'yari gets in on the deception, moving in to hug Tow, so that their breasts press together enticingly. "Hmmm, and which racer are you following?"
