[Game Thread] The First - Finding Terrible Things

[DeepFriedWyzard]

Rena had not been paying even the tiniest bit of attention to the surrounding conversation. She twitches slightly, like she had just woken up. If she had eyelids, she probably would have blinked a few times.

"Oh, so uh, what's our mission again? Wait. Yeah. Nevermind, I remember." And then she remembered what snapped her out of her daydream about breast-mounted laser cannons. "Who said drink? Can I go? I'm sorry I was a bitch. Let's be friends!"

Looking to Serena, she adds, "Look, your name is pretty similar to mine. So you obviously must be pretty great. I just don't know how to handle mopey people because of my mighty robo-logic. It's all very complicated."

Why the sudden change of heart, no one would ever really know. Or if it would last. But it probably would.

She holds an open palm out, definitely too high for the girl to reach a foot up to shake the robots hand, but a fine height for her to rest her chin. Shaking her foot seems like something I'd offer a pet. And shes not my pet, yet. "Friends forever?"

[copatt]

Serena could not help but smile at the robot's new, positive attitude; and, when Rena explained, the incompatibility of her robot logic and Serena's own mopey demeanor, it even kind of made sense. Alright, friends, ah, forever, Serena answered, trying to figure out why exactly Rena was holding her hand out the way she was. Let's just go get that drink. What exactly do robots drink anyway?

[badhorse]

Ringo steps off as the lift comes to a halt. He grins back at the others at Serena's question. "Guess we'll find out. I'm sure they'll have a can of oil or whatever." With that, he strides off to the right with great purpose. Several seconds later he stops, looks around confusedly for a moment, and strides with great purpose in the other direction.

[Fragmaster01]

Dice Drama!:

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Ringo manages to find a bar. Somehow. After quite a bit of wandering and silly gestures.
It's a plaster looking establishment named The Chug Jug, though mostly empty. Still, as long as you don't eat the food, you should be safe.

[Caput]

Mu looks up at the sign. "I get the horrible feeling I've been here before. Oh well, we'll find out."

[badhorse]

Ringo rubs his hands together in anticipation as he heads into the bar. "Hey Alyn! Good news, it's me!"

[Caput]

Mu goes in and looks for a table, since barstools and serenas probably do not mix. He takes the one furthest from everything else.

[copatt]

Serena pokes her head through the door of the Chug Jug and, finding the place mostly empty, follows the others inside. She watches Ringo turn off toward the bar, but continues on with Mu toward the back table. Using her body to push a couple of chairs out of the way, Serena stands at the table and waits for a server to take her order.

[Fragmaster01]

A small teenage human boy pokes his head out from behind the bartop. You're not entirely sure he should be in the bartending profession, with his height. "Sorry, Ringo, she's in the back. You can stand a few minutes, right?"

[badhorse]

Ringo shakes his head, clearly feigning disapproval. He tilts his head back as he addresses his companions in the far corner of the establishment: "Man, the service here just gets worse and worse... Now they're having ensmartened monkeys working at the bar." He relaxes and breaks into a mischievous grin, turning to face the boy as he leans on the bar. "How's it going, Maki? You annoying your sister like I told you to? By the way, look here, nothing up my sleeve." With a flourish, Ringo appears to grab several business cards out of thin air. He presents them to the kid.

"Check it out, I'm all professional now. Give one of these to any rich-looking people who come by."

[copatt]

Serena perks her head up at the mention of an "ensmartened monkey," hoping to catch sight of another critter-ish type, but quickly realizes that Ringo is only talking about the petite lad behind the bar. She contemplates actually calling out to the kid to bring some drinks to the table, but as she has no money, decides to wait to see what one of the others is willing to spring for.

[Fragmaster01]

"Ringo, you wouldn't know professional if it hit you in the face." He grabs one of your business cards and zings it back at you. Ninja, this one.

An older human(mid 20's) walks out, takes one look at Ringo, and sighs. "And what brings you back here?" Her tone lightens considerably when she sees you've brought guests; maybe they'll help cover the damages you'll inevitably cause. She heads over to Serena and waves. "Why hello there stranger. Haven't seen you around these parts before. What's got you mixed up with him?"

[copatt]

Serena opens her mouth and starts to divulge her entire, sad tale-- how her wicked professor transformed her into a critter, how she fled Centerdom, how she didn't really have any money. She stops short though, remembering that most people aren't really interested in the answers to teh questions they ask. Oh, it looks like we're going to be working together, Ringo and the lot of us, Serena cants her head from side to side, including all assembled at the table in her statement, for a while at least.

[badhorse]

Ringo winces at the less-than-welcoming lady, a business card lodged between his glasses and his nose. "Your sunny personality, of course. Also my new COWORKERS and I are a bit thirsty." Ringo puts significant emphasis on the word coworkers. He's eager to demonstrate his new employed condition.

"As for you..." Ringo removes the card from his face with quiet dignity as he returns his attention to the bar-boy. "I know that professionals, unlike callow youths, tend not to attack paying customers." He produces a coin and flicks it into the air. "Speaking of which, whaddya say ya pour me the usual?"

[Fragmaster01]

"Your work can't be that good, if you're ordering that." She wanders around taking everyone's orders before heading off to leave you in peace for a bit.