Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] A hard earned thirst deserves a...

Jay Chrysler, Parrotts Bar
sometime during the robot wars
"Another one of the same Owen." Jay said ordering another beer, he noticed
Chris Zodar at the other end of the bar and moved down to talk to him.
"Looking a little down there mate," he said Zodar shot him a look of pure
evil, "you sure you wanna talk to someone who can only drink Juice?"
"Why the hell not, unless you'd rather I go talk to someone else, "
"no its ok, LT. I'm just a little miffed about being too young to do
anything around here."
When he turned around Jay had gone, and was walking across the bar towards a
pair of women, and Stewie Mcenzie Zodar recognised one of the women as
Katrina Swete, he wasnt sure who the other was, but he guessed she was a
security officer.
"Hey Stewie, look I'm not sure if I'm gonna be able to take that stage
manager job for the Phantom, I agreed to cover Kayns evenings shifts for the
next couple of weeks."
(ooc, just 'cos its easier than writing about it!)
With that he turned to the security officer, who he had learned was DJ
Longwood.
"Hi," he said, "Buy you a drink......"
<DJ, you wanted to make friends>
----- Original Message -----
From: "Chris Grigg" <spacefm@...>
To: <JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com>
Sent: Tuesday, April 17, 2001 2:11 PM
Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] A hard earned thirst deserves a...
> The repairs to Antibot were going nicely and the job was almost
> finished. Apart from an elusive cable inside the Antibot which was
> seemingly being magnetically repelled from Zodar's hand every time he
> tried to grab it, the repairs were going well.
> "Oh Come on... No not that way! Argh! Get back here... There! Got
> you, you stupid relay cable."
> And with that, Zodar rammed the cable back into it's socket in an
> outburst of frustration. "Suck on that." He yelled, as if the cable
> had been enemies with him for a long time.
> "There. It is done." Zodar stated in a very commanding voice, like he
> was a demigod or something. He was feeling very active today, well,
> not active, he just wanted to act.
>
> The repairs were complete and Zodar was off to the Bar for a drink.
> He thought he'd try his luck at ordering an alcoholic beverage, but
> the chances of actually being served one were slim. Very slim, in
> fact. Unfortunately for Zodar, the fine people of Parrotts 2001 made
> sure that the only thing to ever be passed over the bar his way was a
> fruit juice of some sort, due to him being aged 17. But sometimes you
> got the occasional bartender who had a few too many samples and was
> giving the booze away to anyone who wanted it. Zodar liked samples
> for that very reason... But don't get him wrong, the thought of being
> permanentlty drunk didn't appeal to Chris. He liked the taste...
>
> Zodar walked up to the bar and sat down on a stool.
> "May I help you?" came the voice from behind the bar.
> "Ahh yes, you can. I'd like a beer. I'd like a long cold one. And no
> froth. I hate froth. Zodar was acting as un-17-year-oldish as he
> could, and it seemed to be working like a charm. Zodar payed his
> money and watched the guy walk off, preparing his drink under the
> counter.
> "Here's your juice. Come again, sir." Came the voice as a huge glass
> of brown liquid was placed directly in front of Chris.
> Chris hesitantly took a sip.
> "Hey this IS juice!" Zodar said in disgust. "I wanted beer!"
> "And I gave you juice."
> "No, you don't understand. I ordered a beer. A beer. Right? B-E-E-R."
> Zodar spelt out beer to add emphasis to the word. Unfortunately, it
> didn't work as he'd hoped.
> "Yeah, and I gave you juice. J-U-I-C-E. Check your change. I charged
> you for a juice, not a beer."
> "Aww man... Well, you could have got rid of the froth." Zodar said,
> defeated.
> "You'll have to live with it, Chris. You know, you really shouldn't
> keep asking for the stuff you're not allowed to have. You know it's
> illegal for me to give it to you."
> "Yeah, I know. Sorry. I'm just seeing if you're awake..." Chris joked
> as he took a sip of his icy cold apple juice and waited for someone
> (preferably female) to start a conversation with him. Hopefully not
> along the lines of "Hey, what's a 17 year old guy like you doing in a
> bar like this.", but it didn't really matter to him now anyway.
>
> Zodar turned back to the bartender.
> "Hey, now this is good juice..."
>
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