11-25-2015, 04:43 PM
(11-25-2015, 02:20 PM)UnamusedAvali Wrote:*it's just sitting in the dark corner, looking about*(11-25-2015, 01:27 PM)Marxon Wrote: *there is now a bulky combat android standing in the corner of the bar*"Just picked up a worried communication."
"Crimes, three-oh, crimes."
"This is a combat android, military grade."
"Might be a problem."
He begins jogging toward a shuttle.
//also Ehks I know you're not in the mood for this place so I'll go on without you
*the very confused armored Avali stumbles out of the hospital muttering random things*
I need to get a drink or 7, just completely forget this day...
*he takes the shuttle derived from his absent ship and flies to the surface and makes his way into the nearest bar*
Hey bartender, gimme 2 of your strongest.
*he hears a voice behind him*
Marxon?
*he falls off the stool*
What the? How did you get here? How are the police not following you? Crazy robot...