>Nodding her satisfaction, she strode to one of Spacedock's seedier bars
>and ordered a drink. Then, finding a table where she could sit with her
>back to the bulkhead, she settled down.
>
> > It was, therefore, much to his surprise that he found himself in one of the
> > seedier bars, sitting down to get something to drink.
> >
> > "Scotch. Single malt if you have it, and no ice please." he requested from
> > the bartender.
>
>Nabru watched the human with interest. He was not in uniform, but she
>guessed that he was a 'Fleeter. This was not usually one of their haunts,
>so she wondered what brought him here.
There was a bit of a prickling on the back of Steven's neck. That reaction
usually told him he was being studied.
Turning in the direction he felt the stare coming from, he was surprised to
see a woman staring at him curiously.
[OOC: Randye, I apologize for forgetting what your character is wearing, or
what she even looks like, but with my recent computer problems, your email
is on another computer... so I'm winging it.]
"Is there something I can help you with, Miss?" He asked, softly.
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<<<Oh, that was really smooth, big brother.>>> He felt the teasing thought
from his sister, and internally rolled his eyes at her. The age difference
was really bizzare, but there was little he could do about it.
Liridian out.
