[This is the kind of place Ravus would normally never even consider stepping foot in. But he doesn't know where to find any classier establishments, and he could really use a drink, so it will have to do.]
You could say that.
[He looks around and selects the least offensive booth in which to seat himself. It is clean, at least.
He does not have his network device to check his balance of credits. Hopefully he's got enough from his previous interactions and small talk with Carver, else he'll spend his evening washing dishes.]
[Honestly, it could be a lot rougher before Carver really felt at home, but it has the advantage of being somewhere he remembers from the very first few days here, so it's become default. He waves down a waitress for a digitized menu, poking at it with all the finesse of someone who knows, like, two tablet gestures and only by accident.]
This blue thing— Here.
[He holds it up, showing the handy picture of some kind of glowing blue cocktail with a ridiculous name. It's blue and it glows, is the draw.]
[But Ravus isn't any more inclined to deal with the device than Carver is, so he clicks on the blue monstrosity. Phones and such exist in his world, but his people prefer the more time-honored methods of communications.]
But when in Accordo, do as the Accordans do. Strange cocktails oft have more of a kick than you'd expect.
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sonoftenebrae) wrote2021-02-01 10:16 pm
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You could say that.
[He looks around and selects the least offensive booth in which to seat himself. It is clean, at least.
He does not have his network device to check his balance of credits. Hopefully he's got enough from his previous interactions and small talk with Carver, else he'll spend his evening washing dishes.]
What do you drink?
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This blue thing— Here.
[He holds it up, showing the handy picture of some kind of glowing blue cocktail with a ridiculous name. It's blue and it glows, is the draw.]
It tastes alright.
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[But Ravus isn't any more inclined to deal with the device than Carver is, so he clicks on the blue monstrosity. Phones and such exist in his world, but his people prefer the more time-honored methods of communications.]
But when in Accordo, do as the Accordans do. Strange cocktails oft have more of a kick than you'd expect.