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Post by laserbolt on Apr 26, 2014 21:10:54 GMT
Laserbolt picked up a bottle, and grimaced, tossing the bottle over his shoulder. "Well, it's probably nothing. Don't worry about it."
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 26, 2014 21:15:27 GMT
"I think it's worth caring about! I don't got to hide anymore!" he grins. "What is this place anyways?"
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Post by laserbolt on Apr 26, 2014 21:42:40 GMT
Laserbolt slumped over into a chair. "Well, it seems like an interdimensional tavern of some sort. Pretty nice, right?"
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 26, 2014 21:45:56 GMT
The pink eyed changeling hops onto a seat and smiles. "It is! What kinda stuff happens in a tavern?" he asks.
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Post by laserbolt on Apr 26, 2014 22:55:54 GMT
"I leave, that's what." Nikolai tossed a strange currency on the table, like small bricks. "These horse-bug-monsters are starting to bother me." He pushed open the door, and strolled out. The air in the tavern immediately cleared up, feeling less oppressive.
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 26, 2014 23:56:18 GMT
"um...did something bad happen to him?" the changeling asks.
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Post by laserbolt on Apr 27, 2014 0:05:35 GMT
"um...did something bad happen to him?" the changeling asks. Laserbolt shrugged. "Maybe. I think he's just a jerk. Plus, he's a blight druid. They're not exactly nice people." |
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 27, 2014 0:09:44 GMT
"oh. So um...can I have something to eat? Please?"
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Post by Wavelength on Apr 27, 2014 1:14:40 GMT
The clone trooper Rocky tossed the changeling a small candy. "Why don't ya give one of these a try? They taste great!" It was nothing particularly impressive, being a small mint, but Rocky had been raised on ration cubes designed to minimize waste products from the human body... "tasteless" didn't quite do them justice, so any flavor was amazing to him.
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 27, 2014 1:20:44 GMT
He catches it in his hooves and looks at it.
"Okay, what is it?"
He doesn't wait for an answer though, biting through the wrapper and popping the mint into his mouth.
"It's like it's cold...but it's not?" he tilts his head. I can't tell if I like it or not..." he sucks on it.
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Post by Wavelength on Apr 27, 2014 2:34:26 GMT
"Which is pretty amazing, right?" Rocky added as he tossed another handful of mints into his mouth. "Just spectacular!" The barkeep gave him a frown and pulled the bowl away, judging that the clone had eaten quite his fair share of mints for the day. Rocky didn't seem to care much, since he had an equally flavorful drink waiting for his attention.
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 27, 2014 2:40:34 GMT
Yeah, it is kinda amazing." he smiles as he chews the mint and swallows.
Whats your name...and um...what are you?" he tilts his head. And did that do to my breath? It smells...refreshing?"
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Post by Wavelength on Apr 27, 2014 2:59:09 GMT
Rocky held up a hand and smelled his breath... then shrugged. "Well, that's weird." He lowered his hand and smiled as he answered the changeling's question. "I'm RHO-539, but I suppose you can call me Rocky. I'm a cloned human in military service to the Grand Army of the Republic. What would you like me to call you?"
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Post by Teal Turken on Apr 27, 2014 3:07:14 GMT
Well, I'm a changeling. A different kind though. My race is normally very small." he blushes a bit. ...I don't really have a name. For myself."
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Post by Wavelength on Apr 27, 2014 3:43:32 GMT
Rocky smiled encouragingly. "Hey, I wasn't given a name either, just RHO-539. My squad gave me a name after they saw the way I fell like a rock in jetpack training, firing my jetpack at the last instant rather than descending with a constant burn. Maybe we can come up with a name for you, too! What do you like to do?"
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