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[SOLDIER First]

Logan regards everything and everyone with an equally disdainful expression.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Kelly is gently shooken and she looks at Rochelle smiling under her gasmask her voice it's ussual echo and raspy voice.
"I'd be happy to come along."

[wipeout1024]

Kelly is gently shooken and she looks at Rochelle smiling under her gasmask her voice it's ussual echo and raspy voice.
"I'd be happy to come along."

"Gurl, you sure? If you really do wanna go with Ro to the seedy bars and strip clubs, than I guess you can join me."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Kelly blinks raising an eyebrow.
"Uh... strip clubs? What are those they sound kinda cool."

[wipeout1024]

Rochelle is now deeply staring at Kelly, internally screaming.
"On another hand, perhaps we should just go stick to the bars. Someone else can cover the strip clubs, but seriously, you really don't want to know."

[AbstractTraitorHero]

"W-What? But i do they sound Intresting probably a club for strip miners right?"

[wipeout1024]

Rochelle begins to cough.
"You really want tah know? Well, here you go: a strip club is a place where women "dance" for money. Don't ask about the quotation marks. Anyways, you ready to go? I'm gonna go head off for a bar in a bit."
((Also, I'm going to be gone for a bit, so if AbstractTraitorHero decides to go to a bar or something, can you just make Rochelle go with Kelly?))

[AbstractTraitorHero]

".... dancing huh........ I see no problem with heading to the strip clubs sounds fun."
((don't worry I won't go anywhere without yah))

[SOLDIER First]

"They're what?"

[NovaValkyrie]

Most of the Cazadores were already deployed when an armoured figure awaited clearance in what they could only assume was a very spartan, blindingly white waiting zone. With their possessions by their side, the armoured figure stood by the porthole-sized windows after being told to wait while details of his deployment were finalizing. Alexander Stark observed the view of the windows with a sense of silent intrigue despite spending most of his adult life in space. "Not bad for another dimension..." He mused, quietly watching the planet harmlessly floated in front the glistening starry backdrop. It never failed to capture his attention back in his own universe when he wasn't being deployed upon numerous worlds to do battle. The stars shined like little diamonds behind the colossal-sized planet which was close enough that Alexander could identify its weather patterns without using his helmet. This whole situation seemed surreal now that the Pilot thought about it. He should've been reassigned to the next battle with his forces instead of being on some classified mission that required literally any Pilot to represent the Militia. But alas, his superiors in their infinite knowledge decided to send him.

[wipeout1024]

"So...let's go?"
Set off for the nearest shady-looking bar.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Kelly follows to that bar.
Quietly she adjusts her mask.

[SOLDIER First]

Logan accompanies them as well, sword hefted on her shoulder.

[Corsair]

Mathye Aeber begins walking around the ship common room looking lost until he finds the bar which he promptly begins using

[vishdafish]

Ulibossk goes to a shady alley, and waits there.