The Griffin's Crier

OOC: So I was trying to research more on the 5th Oriente, and didn't realize a week went by! More later tonite...

Damon.

[bump, bump, CRASH]

"Fifth Oriente decent?" he says, looking around to see if anyone else has heard. He leans close and says conspiratorially. "Wars not good for Oriente Hussars. Badly mauled. Understrength. That's where I come in. Watching for Commonwealth. I have an Ostscout you know. Good sensors! Fast! Jumps! Just what is needed to not get blowed up..."

"They looking to hire on a few more hands? My friends and I could use the work." - Nigel

"Hmm, you must see Colin Gray. He is XO. He also hires. You got light mechs? Maybe you work with me. Other targets also good for not me getting blowed up!" he laughs at this, slapping his knee, not seeming to care no one else found it funny.

Lars Porsenna wrote:"Hmm, you must see Colin Gray. He is XO. He also hires. You got light mechs? Maybe you work with me. Other targets also good for not me getting blowed up!" he laughs at this, slapping his knee, not seeming to care no one else found it funny.

Nigel throws in a laugh. "Good one," he says, throwing back his drink. "Turns out we do have a light mech or three and just might be able to provide that cover you're looking for. Though we'd rather blast 'em all to hell than get hit. So where can we find this Colin Gray?"

About this time Walkabout meanders into the bar. He looks around for a moment until his gaze settles on Nigel chatting up his new friend. Walkabout picks up a drink and heads over to the table.

"Hey guys. Who're your new friends and is it their turn for the next round?" Walkabout sprawls out on a chair at the table next to Nigel, Lenny and the target.

EvilGenius wrote:"Hey guys. Who're your new friends and is it their turn for the next round?" Walkabout sprawls out on a chair at the table next to Nigel, Lenny and the target.

"This Christophos. Mechjock. Hell of a good one from what I hear. I'm up for another round." Nigel raises a hand to attract a waitress, then floats another round of drinks.

Walkabout waits until Christophos turns his attention to one of his women, then motions to Nigel to meet him away from the table.

"Allrighty. I had a few before I got here so I'm gonna go water the bushes. Or a wall. Or whatever doesn't look like a power outlet. Only make THAT mistake once, let me tell YOU!!"

Walkabout gets up and starts to weave in the general direction of the jakes. After only a few steps his abruptly turns around and grabs his drink from the table. After a big swig, he continues toward the bathroom, taking his drink with him.

"Hey, new friend is gone? Shows up for drink, then goes for pee. Is weak I guess," he finishes off with a hearty laugh...

"What is this? All of Christophos' new friends leave? Well, guess that means more women for me! Barkeep, more booze! C'mere honey..."

Lars Porsenna wrote:"What is this? All of Christophos' new friends leave? Well, guess that means more women for me! Barkeep, more booze! C'mere honey..."

"Small bladder. Which reminds me, I could use a break. Thanks for the heads up Christophos. And enjoy your new friends!" Nigel takes his leave of the table and catches up with the others.

When we're out of sight and earshot, Walker asks everyone, "What's our real mission here? Do we just get the 'mech, or do we want to try and recruit Christophos, too? I'm not sure I'm qualified to pilot that specialized thing of his. I don't feel right unless I've got a lot of MLAS to melt some paint."

"And if we really do just want the 'mech, why can't we just stagger back into the bar, get all cozy-like with him and then shoot him in the head?"