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Sees sword
Looks around wildly
Concerned, FE17 stands up and walks over to ComicBeast
“If I were you, I’d be careful… That Sangheili could rip your head off very easily. I have no idea why he was hired for security, but I wouldn’t care to tangle with him myself.”
Casually pulls out Magnum from holster
“Let’s just back away now…”
silverback wakes up after fainting from all the chaos
dazed and confused he picks himself up and walks to the corner of the bar and sits down with YiazMat012
“hey nice pipe, you know what the deal is with those kids? and who let a squid head in here?”
After paying for damaged cone, Comic sits back down, still wondering why small children in a bar aboard an army-commissioned spacecraft…
“I’d like a Moaburger, medium-Reach.”
(This is a fun idea, BTW. Let’s see how badly I can crash it.)
Takes drink of special
“Gah, -Yoink-! What is this?!”
Throws glass at hingehead in the bar.
Elite growls and draws sword.
“Now now partner, you got no chance of escaping this with a brain. I suggest you put that glow stick away, or Susan here, (Rubs M6 pistol), is gonna have a few words with you.”
ARRGH! Ardo Moretummes frsutrated, walks to the back of the bar as he mummbles.
“Blaugh human, wa’hu hawh Ei. Re oma drau monerasha garasu, Kare wa kare no wagusek no id garasu o shitte ir’ba waratte wouldnt no. Horthorthort .”
Ai Translates “disgusting human, throw glass at me. He loves his glass so much, wouldnt be so amusing if he’d know I glass his planet. (laughter)”
Sanghelli general puts sword away and leans on the back wall by the pub entrance with his arms folded
Still waiting for his contact to arrive, FE17 decides to find some way to pass the time and walks over to Ardo Moretummes, who is growling and laughing by the door
“So, I was wondering…”
pauses, observes the size of the Sangheili, and reconsiders his statement
“ComicBeast1212 was wondering why your floating translator AI orb sounds like Peter Dinklage on medication… Was that its Destiny, or something?”
Hurries out of the pub before the Elite can react
Oh ho hoooo… that was a good one, Mr. Afro More-tummies… you must be an Elite in the Pun-anant! And I apologize for warthogging the microphone spotlight before, and causing some facePalmers…
(FE17, not gonna lie, when I was, I guess, imagining this pub thing playout in my head, the AI companion was a Ghost from Destiny.)
Spartan KitKat walks over to the lone Sangheili
“I’m sorry the people here are so cruel to you…”
no response
“Well… I’m happy you are here!” Kit gives the Sangheili a hug
The sanghelli watches as another human walks up
she REACHes for the sanghelli and wraps her arms around him
At first the sanghelli is confused never before has a human showed this emotion, he feels soft and warm inside, a feeling that is foreign to him
His rage slowly fades and a single tear rolls down his cheek he looks down at her and says
“blarg”
(lol at comicbeast xD)
(I nearly fell off my chair at that ‘blarg’.)
Maybe they have a good band here. Wonder where the band is from…
sees band
Huh.
Kit looks up at the Sangheili
“I’ve no clue what that means silly.” She says with a smile
KitKat steps over to the counter and orders a Soda
“And make sure it does not take 3 days to get here!”
> KitKat steps over to the counter and orders a Soda
>
> “And make sure it does not take 3 days to get here!”
Would you settle for four?
Responds to ZimbabweGorilla about the pipe
“Strangely enough, the seller just wanted me to take a deep breath for a while and then gave it to me”
Eyes roll into the back and freezes
KitKat sits up in her chair and looks at Yiaz
“Stop messing around, you are freaking everyone out. I mean surely we all know bringing the flood into this is cheating!”
“I’m cruel? Think again lady.”
Flies out of chair.
“You have no idea what it’s like being a seven year-old watching you’re planet burn and parents vaporized because of some religious alien -Yoink- seeking ‘glory’! You have no idea that the reason they weren’t evacuated was because they weren’t deemed ‘important enough’ by UNSC personnel on site and were passed up for a governor and his family to go aboard!”
Mr. Mac realizes his voice tone was an aggressive yell.
“I can’t trust his kind, nor respect them. Neither can I trust my own. Excuse me.”
Mr. Mac walks back into the restroom for composure, then re-enters the bar and consumes 15 glasses of scotch, his favorite.
KitKat walks over to Mac
“Calm down” she says softly “I know what your going through…I know it may not mean much coming from me” She pauses and glances down at her Mjolnir “But if you let hate consume you like this, well then you are no better.”
“Do you see him over there” Kit points to the Sangheili “More then likely he lost a lot too…we have all lost a lot to one another…I’ve lost ones I love to the rebels and the Covenant…does that mean I should hate you? Or him? No…it just means I should understand that just because they have taken away a lot that I knew does not mean that him or you took those things.”
Grows a great big smile
(I don’t even support happy flood!)
Looking back at the Spartan standing behind him, Mr. Mac lets off a slight smile, but suppresses it quickly.
“I…I guess there really isn’t any argument against that. What’s your name? I’m Mr. Mac, or professionally Corporal McMillen of the Colonial Militia.”
seeing that it has calmed down ODST Blueninja enters and walks to the corner to take a seat
ODST Blueninja sits there and observes