Re: The fun ends

Who: Jack, Rachin, the contents of Parrott's
Where: The bar
When: Once Nikola had made his spectacular entrance.
<Snip>
> There was one thing Nikola neglected, and that was that there was
> also a grate on the bottom side of the air duct, and it was only
> held in by one rusty screw. As he leaned in to take a final
> snapshot, the grate broke loose, sending the contents of the duct
> tumbling to the ground below. Nikola's elbow smashed into a
> jukebox, stopping the music that was already drowned out by the
> various noises in the bar. His camera became a mosaic on the
ground.
>
> What followed was complete silence. Even the two brawlers in a
> drunken stupor- one pinned against the wall, the other with a
broken
> beer bottle in hand- were staring at the unexpected guest. To add
> to Nik's embarrassment, the jukebox was the first to break the
> silence. It whirred back to life, playing the intro to "Mexicali
> Blues".
>
> Trying to mask his embarrassment as much as possible, he propmptly
> took off his rubber suit (he was still wearing his black overcoat,
> and his street clothes under that), threw it in the trash, sat
down
> at the bar and ordered a pint of ale.
<Endsnip>
Jack had been sitting in his favourite corner table. It had been a
hard day on the job this time. The 'Dwarf had docked and security
were working overdrive trying to keep quarentine laws in operation.
They not only had to check everone's baggage for stowaways and
smuggled goods, but now, new laws had been put in place meaning all
liquids, solids and in fact anything else had to be analysed before
they were allowed onto the ship properly for fear of bomb threats by
the Intergalactic Israeli's again.
He'd been overseeing the operation and had to deal with thousands
of stupid questions from flustered Dwarfers since they started. Now,
mentally drained, he was entertaining two blonde 1st technicians
with the details of his earlier escapade, except in this case, he
had fired the winning shot and no mention of losing his nerve was
made.
Then, just as he was flying away from the ship and saving Amber
from a few thousand Nazi's, the black suited figure had fallen
through the ceiling and smashed the jukebox, before removing the
outfit and casually ordering a pint.
"Excuse me girls, I'll tell you the rest another time, maybe my
quarters tonight?" He cooed. They both giggled and nodded as Jack
stood up and headed towards the bar, and also Nikolai who had given
up with trying to look innocent and was now nursing a pint and
looking at the mashed bits of camera that were strewn over the
floor.
Before sitting down he looked over at the two men fighting and
drew one of his guns, they both then appeared to remember somthing
far more interesting to be doing somewhere else onboard and left the
bar.
"Whisky," He said to the barmaid before putting a hand on Nik's
shoudler, "Hi there Rachin. You ok?"
"Hi Jack. Yeah I'm fine. Tough day at work I hear? Glad I wasn't
on shift! See you're making up for lost time though!" Nik laughed
somewhat nervously.
"Meh, just doing my bit for crew morale eh?" Jack smirked, not
putting Rachin at ease at all. "Anyway, I just wondered what it was
you were doing with your spare time. Shame about the camera, strange
thing to be taking in an air duct? I can see if holly can repair
it's hard drive and get you the pictures if you like?" Phantom
stooped and picked up a small shiny box from the wreckage.
"No thanks Jack, I'll be fine. He snatched the hard drive from
Jack's grasp. I was in the ducts..erm.. 'cos I thought I'd heard
something from the vent in my quarters. Brought the camera along
because, ah... It might have been an alien or something. I wanted a
picture." He mumbled.
"Alien you say?" Jack brightened, he'd barely had time to indulge
in his alien researching hobby recently, "Well maybe I should take a
look sometime. Could start with your quarters couldn't I?" There was
a look in his eyes that told Rachin he hadn't bought his story.
<TAG Nik?>
OOC- Jack's an internal affairs officer so I thought a little cat
and mouse would be nice. Let me know if you want him to sod off and
let you get on with it. Might make a good story that's all.
"Erm, yeah, why not?"