[color=f6989d]"Hardest shit you've got. [i]God's Bile[/i], some milk, and a small glass, if that's around."[/color] Tibulass, despite having been clean from alcohol for a few decades, still knew a bit of the slang and some of the names of the worst liquor around the galaxy. Stuff that'll take you from 'able to drive' to 'emergency room' within a shot or two. It was outlawed in a few sections of the galaxy, but who cared? Certainly nobody on the Revenant, that's for damn su- oh?

Tibulass' attention was caught by a certain Mecorian snuggling up to her. That... that was a feeling that had been gone for a long time. Since the days of Jackson Rhodes, even. Matija asked the ex-berserker a question after she found the right position. [i][color=DEB887]“How’s it feel to have flesh an’ blood again?”[/color][/i]

[color=f6989d]"It feels... weird I guess. When you've been dead for as long as you can remember, you lose memory of the blood and guts existing and all the admittedly horrible quirks they have. Plus..."[/color] Shifting her tone to something else, a tad flirty, a pinch playful, and a touch of sinister, Tibulass continued. [color=f6989d]"... I get to make up for my lost conquests, if you catch my drift."[/color]

Waiting for the drinks, Tibulass noted the appearance of a Stryker and a Benny in the bar. Damn, of all the bars they could've gone to, this was the one? Meh, maybe she can destroy Stryker and outdrink him. That'd be embarrassing. Hell, maybe she could get the Captain's Quarters for a few days. That'd be pretty cool. Regardless of what would go on in the future, Tibulass raised a hand a small bit and waved her index and middle finger at the two men, somewhat like a salute but not close to the face.

[color=f6989d]"Hey Matija, if you don't mind me asking, would [i]this[/i] do anything for you?"[/color] On cue, Tibulass put her arm around Matija and pulled the girl a bit closer to her, a sneaky smirk appearing on her face.

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