the need for beer!!!

The group of BD crew, containing seymour and a large amount of the security
team exited the walkway from the BD, met by 3 aerons, without wings... He
greeted them, Jack wasn't paying any attention to the sounds, he was just
looking round for a bar...
About 10 minutes later of following the group, Jack gave up, and looked
straight forward, where he saw the words 'tap house' on top of a small
building, his liver groaned, but his brain skipped with joy... He ran off
towards it "see ya seymour, i'm gonna sample the native beverages!!" he
called back. He clean forgot that he couldn't fly, the pub was across a 20
foot gap, he was running, and couldn't stop in time, so he accelerated to
full speec (damn he runs fast) and jumped, although he didn't go up at all,
in fact he stayed straight, and drifted slowly to the other side. Landing,
he gave up any chance of understanding the technology (his scientist
personality before phoenix fire would have got it straight off...) and he
ran into the pub.
Inside, he jumped straight onto a stool in front of the bar. "hey, barkeep,
gimme the strongest stuff you got!" he called. The 'barkeep' walked in, and
grabbed a small glass, pulling from a tap, he gave Jack a reddish liquid,
fizzy... Jack smelled it... "hmmm, smells very sweet" he said as he downed
it in one. His blood sugar levels doubled and he went almost into
overdrive. But his mind didn't give any acknowledgement of alcohol... "uhh,
barkeep, how much alcohol is in this?" he asked, very quickly.
"alcohol?" the barkeep asked.
<thud> Jacks eyes opened wider than physically possible, he froze, then
fell... He hit the floor behind the stool, and blacked out.
Several seconds later, thanks to the red tripple bull, he woke up, and asked
again.
"what is alcohol?" came the reply from the barkeep again...
He reached to his belt, and removed the sub-quicky, the one that could hold
any volume of alcohol without danger of melting the flask... the meter on
the front flashed at 98% volume...
"hmmm, i think this stuff may be a bit strong for you... got any uhh...
coke? or similar caffeinated soft drinks?" he asked... The barkeep reached
down and pulled up a small bottle of brown fizzy stuff. Jack mixed the two,
and smelt it, his tuned senses could tell the alcohol content was well down,
so he offered it to the barkeep...
<thud> he fell from one sip...his eyes glazed over, jack thought to himself
'oh my god, what a lightweight...'
"hey, guys, we have a problem, this planet has no alcohol... but for those
of you with any energy problems, you've got to try the red tripple bull..."
he said with the nano bots over every BD used frequency he knew...
<taggers... dooomed, were all dooomed, no booze!!!>
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