((Actually, she got tense after seeing Khell's char. The Draconian in the Circle of Thornes-esqe robes.))
"Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name."
"I appologise, I am called Kei'Thera. A pleasure to aquaint myself with you tavernmistress." Kei swept Teide a courtly bow as she had been taught to give one's host. "I require little, but if you have a room looking to the wilds and not this city, I would greatly appriciate it. I am not sure how you would like payments however. I have several crystals that the round-ears at 'City Hall' seemed most interested in, might those due?"
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Heroes
When in danger, or in doubt; Run in circles, scream and shout.
Frosch smiled, "We can do that, have any preference on the color of the light?" He asked as he fished around for what was suppose to be a lamp only used durring a power outage. He placed it down on the counter. It resembled a small sphere. "As for money, we ussually take things commonly considered prescious. Rare metals, elements, etc. What do you have?" He asked as the metal creature came up and placed a daimond on the table. He looked at it and removed his glove. He felt it with his porous skin taking in more information than most with the highly speciallized sense organ that was his skin. It was definately real. "This'll get you quite a few nice drinks, and a room I'd imagine."
"If you have full spectrum, that. . . otherwise doesn't matter," Cafea replied. A few bars of some strange material appeared on the table.
"This is a rare mineral or something. . . don't know what it is and don't care," he said. "If you need more, I can get it easy, stuff's all over some uninhabited planet near our home-pocket."
Frosch put his ungloved hand on it and then nodded, "Never encountered stuff like this..." He said, "Well, if you got more of it I'll have it checked out and I'll tell you what it's worth." He said as he reached for the sphere and caused it to float and then concentrate into a beam of light, "Pur-tos." He said.
Staring down at his drink and noticing it for the first time, Kreigg was probably just drinking too fast to notice it earlier, but the barman had made an excellent cocktail. It even chased away the cold... either that or he was too plastered to notice it anymore. Either way was fine with him.
Kreigg raised his glass and nodded respectfully at Frosch.
He streched wide with a satisfied sounding growl. Though his most obvious features were insectoid, he also had some distinctly mammalian features. His upper body was almost indistinguishable for a humans except for the vaguely chitinous sheen of it, and the fact that it was the same pinkish hue as the rest of him... much redder than the pinkish color of humans. He had hands just like a humans also, which was pretty convenient cause he had stolen his gloves (and all his clothes, for that matter) from a homeless man somewhere between landing on this planet and getting to the Brown Dwarf. As for how he got here; he needed a place to lay low. Nobody in there right mind would think to look for him here. Certainly, no civilized race would be able to tolerate the cold on this planet.
Yeah, he thought, this place'll be good to wait it out at.
After he tossed back the last slug of his drink he meandered back to his coat and hat, snatched them up and dragged them back to the bar. He tossed the hat on the bartop and laid the coat over his lap, digging through his pockets. His hand snatched up a pawful of silver and shook it around in his palm. Whenever he went planet hopping he -always- brought silver. It was electrically conductive, easy enough to scuplt, held its' shape and resisted corrosion better than nearly any other metal. And if all that failed to make it valuable to some cultural backwater, at the very least it was pretty.
"Hey barman!" Kreigg called, "I need another one of those drinks and a room. Preferably with a fireplace, or at least a respectable space heater." He dropped his fistful of silver on the counter.
Frosch nodded, "Well, I don't handle rooms, just drinks." He said as he held the silver chunk in one of his hands and nodded, "Though these will do fine. I can probably give you about six or so more drinks like the first for this. You'll have to ask Teide about a room." He pointed at the woman with crystal hair, "She can tell you what a room will cost you."
The thought of a half dozen more drinks made Kreiggs' head spin... or was the whole room spinning?...
"Nah," he said slowly, "no m're drinks... jus'...." With a finger that was much thicker than he remembered it being he pushed two silver nuggets at Frosch, "Jus' let me h've... meat... 'n da m'r'nin..."
Kreigg stood with difficulty and picked his way over the (apparently) treacherous course to Teide.
"Tayd... Tee-duh.... Uh... Tilda? I didn't get y'r name... I'm Kreigg... Nice t mee'cha...." he pointed not so directly at Frosch. "Dat guy says I c'n stay in your room... or sumfin... Wait... uhm, no, that... he said you give me y'r room for dese." he let a few nuggets of silver fall out of his hand in front of her. "Wiv a big fire!"
Teide looked up at the odd man and shook her head slightly, "Of couse sir." She looked over the silver bits. "Cottus?" She called and a man nearly seven feet tall. He was all muscle, though it was the kind of muscle you got from moving heavy things about and not the kind you get from actually working out. His skin was a dull grey color and he had no visable eyes. Instead his head was just thin mouth and throat. He somehow knew where Teide was though and looked right at her.
"Yes ma'am?" The behmoth asked.
"Please take our frind her to room D7" She said not trusting the drunk to get there. Cottus nodded and took the key which was small rod from Teide's hand. Cottus then put a hand on Kreigg's shoulder to guide him to the room.
Frosch looked at the bits and tapped the small square hole into the kitchen, "Sapling, our insect friend wants soemthing to eat, and he left a good price for it. So go for something fancy." Several creeks were all that was heard from the kitchen.
"I suppose I should introduce myself as well," the draconian grumbled as he took a swig of the drink and sighed heavily. "I am Aurak. It is more of a title than a name, but it is what I answer too most often."
Taking another drink, Aurak looked at the price tag for the drink and pulled a small wad of bills out of a pocket in his robes.
"I trust that you take human currency here? I have little else of value on me. The rest was taken from me in that miserable excuse for a rat-hole the humans stuck me in when I arrived here. And I shall require a room as well, this place seems as good as any place to stay for the time being."
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Frosch nodded, "Of course." Human's curancy was realtively worthless really, but since it would be accepted for bargining with humans for supplies for actual trading. Frosch nodded towards Teide again, "She handles rooms of course." Frosch said, "Specify whatever you want." He said, "We can handel most things."
Kreigg wriggled away from Cottus and scampered over to his coat and hat, gathering them up and clutching them to his chest protectively before returning to be led to his room. He glanced up at Cottus. And up. Cottus would have been only slightly taller than Kreigg if he stood up perfectly straight. but Kreigg never stood up perfectly straight, and definitely not when he couldn't hardly stand at all.
"Kash na Var!" he shouted proudly to the common before following Cottus out of the room, half mumbling, half singing to himself.
Aurak pulled a couple of twenties out of the wad of cash and passed it to Frosch before he took his drink with him over to Teide. The draconian nodded amicably at her, the drink was a bit more alcoholic than he had thought, and looked down at his money again. Thinking for a moment, he took out three fifties and then put the rest of the money away.
"In a medium sized room with at least a bed and a table and a lock, how long would this much keep me there?" he said, handing her the $150 dollars.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Cottus showed Kreigg to his room and waved the "key" infront of the lock. He opened the door to a realtively large room. It had a single bed. THe wall oppisite the door was a single "window" Really it was a projection of a Striga Isle. Cottus hit a few buttons on a panel on the wall and changed the scene to a tropical beach which caused the rooms heating to kick in. "You can change your enviorment anyway you want with this panel here. It turns off once you lock the door, but only takes a few seconds to warm up once it's unlocked. You can call the front desk or kitchen from any point of the room, just ask." Cottus said looking around hoping he hadn't forgotten anything, normally he wasn't a bellhop but a janitor.
She looked at the money for a moment and made some calculations, "I'd say five days." She said, "Would you like to be escorted up now?" She asked taking the money and handing him a key with D4 engraved onto it and again in the other two alien languages.
"Very good," Aurak said as he rapped the now empty claw against the tabletop for a moment. "But I will not be heading up now. I have time for another drink."
Nodding to himself, Aurak looked down at his empty cup and then walked back to the bar without a hint of a stagger. Setting the cup down, Aurak pushed it back toward Forsche and motioned for a refill.
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Agent Rulaag had leaned against the wall, clicking into his comm. He sighed. "Looks like I'll be here for a bit." He clicked, licking his eye again, "Now, I see this is a staging area of sorts?"
"Err..."
"...Inn?"
"Indeed," Cafea said, not moving to face Rulaag, as he was essentially facing in all directions already. "So, what are you here for? I am in an embarrassing situation myself. . . but the Banished will never think to look here. They can't understand how anyone could stand to hide on a human planet. . ."
"I sorta had a bit of an "Engines on fire" problem." The Frog explained, zipping his C-Jacket. "Ambush and all that."
"Ah, yes, futile violence will do that to you," said Cafea. "I suppose it is only natural, however, that beings who are truly seperate from each other are constantly attempting to kill each other. After all, in my race, we all share the same mind." Bells chimed again. "And yet the Banished of my race are still attempting to destroy me!"
Frosch nodded and pulled out the bottle and filled it again as Cafea and the Frog man started talking. "An engine fire you say?" Frosch asked, "Ahem, sorry, didn't mean to distract you two. I'm just curious as too who shot you down."
"My guess would be the human authorities," Aurak chimed in as he gestured expansively. "From what I've picked up, the whole damned race is leery of aliens. Apparently there was some big invasion or something that almost resulted in the end of humanity."
Aurak took a swig from his drink and shook his head sadly.
"Poor saps had no idea what they were getting into."
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
((looks like I pretty much wrote myself out for a while. *slaps self in the head* Oh well, I'm bored, it's late at night and I can't sleep, so here comes some backstory))
Kreigg slowly became aware of the bed. He pulled the pillow off his head and looked around. Some weird looking plants and a bunch of water out the window... At least it was pleasantly warm.
He belched violently, and the room spun so hard Kreigg lost all sense of gravity. He fell back on the bed and the world around his dissolved to black...
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"Kreigg!" a disembodied voice called out. He shook his head in a vain effort to clear it, "Stop goofing off and get your [censored] up to the launch bay!"
He looked down at himself. He was wearing that familiar, wretched blue jumpsuit with the sissy-purple zipper. There was an insignia on the chest, but he couldn't focus enough to make it out.
"Kreigg!!"
"Yeah," he grumbled, "I'm comin! Quit yer naggin!" His fist pounded the door-release and he made his way out into the corridor.
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Something hit Kreigg in the face and jostled him awake. He leapt out of bed and reflexively coated his body in a thick layer of granite. He looked around for the intruder.
Nothing.
"Hmmph," he grunted at the empty room, figuring he must have slapped himself in his sleep, "Freakin ridiculous."
He climbed back in bed as the granite crumbled off him and made sure to get his hands under his head. In no time he was sleeping soundly again.
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The rest of the crew was assembled in the launch bay by the time Kreigg arrived.
"So good you could make it," the captain said sarcastically. The captain was a member of one of the more annoying types of rodent species, the short ones who acted like jerks to compensate.
"Maybe if I didn't have to put on this sissy suit..."
"Enough out of you!" the little mousy bum squeaked. "As you know, our target is on the planet below. If you get killed, then the others know what to do. If you screw up I'll kill you myself. Then you'll be dead and the others will know what to do." The captain was looking straight at Kreigg as he said all that.
Yeah, you better not take yer eyes off me you lump of rat crap, Kreigg thought.
"To the dropships," mouse captain ordered.
Kreigg clambered up the ramp of Dropship II and grinned. Statistically speaking it was the most likely to be blown out of the sky before making planetfall. Typical.
He tightened the shoulder straps and leaned back against the smooth curve of the inside of the ship. For these half-sized mice it was probably comfortable, but his neck was forced to an odd angle. There was some banging and grinding from outside the ship, followed by the distinct feeling of zero gravity. Then came the stomach lurching twist and gravity reasserting itself. Then came the falling... falling.... falling....
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Kreig hit the floor with a thud.
"Son-of-a-bit...."
He was asleep again before the sentiment fully escaped him.
((Say Hermod, Teide still hasn't responded to Kei. 
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Heroes
When in danger, or in doubt; Run in circles, scream and shout.
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((Say Hermod, Teide still hasn't responded to Kei. ))
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((I did actually. Here's a repost of everything that I did involving Kei.
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Teide smiled as more and more business showed up. Maybe her venture would work outr after all. When Kei'Thera asked for a room she was over joyed. "Of course, I'd be more than happy to book you a room. You may stay as long as you want." She left out the bit about as long as you can pay because she assumed it was emplied. She was running a business after all. Of course Kreigg decided to interrupt them.
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"Heh," Kreigg barked at the blonde, "You could talk t'me, toots."
Kei blinked once before turning to look at Kreigg with a steady gaze, though the impact was likely lessend against a creature that didn't blink in the first place.
"That would be possible, but I would assume the tavernmaster would not appriciate cleaning your remains off the floor the next morning."
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Teide smiled polietly, "Well, I wouldn't mind too much, but Gyges, Cottus, and Byerus would probably be very angry." She said smiling. "They have to clean this place and they have their hands full as is." She smiled, "Now ma'am, shall we discuss your accomadations." She paused and turned to the blob that was Cafea. "Oh I'm terribly sorry for ignoing you. Do accept my appologies. So much business, but that's no excuse. I'll see what I can do, but we don't have much in the way of real windows. Most of this space is well, not actually inside the building you see. But we may be able to arange something. Talk to me when ever you have a moment free."
About that moment the space distorted and Teide freaked for a moment as she looked to where the source was and saw BOX-2247-U. She was a but shocked, not that she reconized the creature, but because he shouldn't have been able to do that. Not with the specially calbrated devices to give them extra room should have pushed said distortion to the end of the bubble to keep it from collapsing the bubble by tearing it. She stopped herself from yelling, such an act would undoubtably lose her business. Especially if her patrons had silly fears about the potental of the bubble collapsing, that almost never happened anymore.
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"Query: this unit has come to seek contact with identified being 'Mister Zero'. Have unidentified beings experienced any contact with him at or before this point in time?"
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"You're free to stay as long want to wait for this Mister Zero." Teide said, "You can book a room if needed. But if you don't please leave at closing time. THank you." She said as she turned back to Kei'Thera, "Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name." She noticed her tense when she looked at the machine. Interesting...
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There ya go.))
((He didn't warp in. Just a really massive ship went overhead.))
"Acceptable." 2247-U responded, stalking closer to the bar. his looked extremely clumsy, and the others could swear the mechanical beaing would fall over at any moment.
But he seemed very sure of himself as the stopped right at the bar and produced a tentacle-arm from a sudenly-opening slit in the discus-like torso. The arm wiggled about in a niche, then found what it was looking for and came back out, laying a very large large diamond on the bar that the Posbi thought perhaps valuable enough to trade.
"Carbon - unprocessed." he explained. To a Posbi, carbon was carbon, no matter in what form, a generally very useful and abundant natural resource, "Query: of any value here?"
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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