@DarkKnightDetective: "Of course, Mr. Press. I'm overwhelmingly efficient." She smiled, pushing the bottle to the other end of the bar, keeping herself between Scorn and the liquor.
@Rumble Man: "How about a new bottle of vodka. Mine seems to have been STOLEN." He reached past the lovely doctor toward his drink but was pushed back.
@DarkKnightDetective: She smiled sweetly, leaning her chin on her hand. "Such a generous offer. I do love a free drink." @Rumble Man: "No more for him. He's clearly out of his wits already." She glared at the black-haired man.
@ScornXY: "Relax, come on let me get you into a more coomfortable seat, how about that couch". he points at the black couch in the middle, then grabs his arm and puts it over his shoulders, and helps him walk.
@DarkKnightDetective: Scorn slunk down from under his arm, irritated by the unwanted touch, but went to the couch anyway taking his smuggled vodka away from the reach of the oppressive doctor.He sat down and popped open the bottle with a claw.
@Rumble Man: "He's not a fish, and alcohol is actually dehydrating. Not water at all." She spoke cooly, examining her manicured nails before turning her attention to the stranger. "And you are?"
@The Psyentist: "I forgot myself, he's manphibian. " Hazard cracks the walnut in between his fingers "I am just a cyborg taking a break, its good to do something without bloodshed sometime"
@Rumble Man: "Your idea of a vacation sounds incredibly boring. And I can see you are a cyborg. I asked WHO you were." She flipped her golden hair to one side.
"This current personality model is for the 'boring' and down to earth stuff, I think of it as Zoloft to Tyson." He pops the nuts and snorted the dust "As for the WHO, I am smasher. Yeah, just call me smasher"
@The Psyentist: "His real name is Hazard, now can we move on and actully have a fun vacation." he said untruthfully, for he never takes a break as there is evil in this world.
@DarkKnightDetective: "Sounds reasonable to me." She smiled raising her glass. "It's good to see you outside the office, Mr. Press. Things aren't so formal here."
@Rumble Man: "You can. I prefer Alexandra or Xandra. Alex is my brother. Yeah, our parents were very original." She rolled her eyes. The name was actually an acronym, and her parents were mere genetic donors.
@The Psyentist: (chuckles) That reminds me of a joke, Doctor Doctor, my irregular heartbeat is really frightening me, Don't worry, we'll soon put a stop to it.
@The Psyentist: " I usually get a different reaction with that joke". looks at his rolex and sees that it is 11:48. "It's getting late I should probably head back to my cabin".
@The Psyentist: Scorn saw Press about to retire to his cabin and stumbled from the couch and fell onto Alexandra. "I'm drunk, Dr. Steele... take me homeeeee???" He spoke with slurred words.
@DarkKnightDetective: "Oooh. Sounds exciting..." She raised an eyebrow.
She pushed the drunken amphibian off her whispering sharply with irritation. "Get off. You are such an embarrassment. You're physiologically incapable of getting drunk." She pulled her key from her sheer coverup that was draped over her shoulders and shoved it into Scorn's hands.
"Well, I better get going". He heads back to his cabin where he changes to his "comfortable" attire, escapes through the window and starts to snoop around, looking for clues about how he got there.
@The Psyentist: Scorn unlocked the door to Alexandra's cabin. "Look at me, giving you the perfect excuse to avoid questions about you being a killer." He smiled stupidly at her before crashing on her bed.
@ScornXY: "That's my bed. If you have to stay, you can have the cot. I'm going to take a shower. For God's sake... stay out of trouble." She locked herself into the bathroom.
Damn it, I can't find any evidence whatsoever pointing to anyone. I could interrogate them, but that would put my secret identity at risk, I can't know for sure that person that put me in this ship knows for sure who I really am, so I'm going to assume not he/she does not know. I'll have to try a different method.
Appears out of nowhere in the bar "Ladies....Gentlemen".
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