11-19-2006, 07:13 AM
Ducking underneath the roof of the undersized teletube, Nappa entered a massive lounge filled with tables and people to fill them. Scanning the faces amongst the tables, the saiya-jin warrior noticed a few acquaintances from his past. He noticed Suazaa, a fighter he?d met on Namek. Paragus, his lifelong friend, was sitting at a small table near the back wall of the lounge.
Skipping past the rest of the tables, Nappa noticed an average sized bar near the middle of the room. Slowly squeezing past the many tables, and grouped fighters, the saiya-jin elite made his way to one of the barstools. Flopping himself down onto one of the cushioned swivel chairs, he knocked twice on the countertop catching the bartender?s service.
He seemed to be of earthling descent, and a skilled bartender. ?How may I help you sir?? asked the gentleman standing behind the bar.
?What have you got on tap?? Nappa replied, in a low and exhausted tone.
?We have every beer in the planet here tonight sir, you name it we?ve got it!? the bartender laughed, pointing at the many taps around the bar.
It was true, there were at least a thousand taps circling the counter. Nappa was shocked by the selection, and his fatigued body was urging him to get refreshment. ?I?ll take a Yuengling, and please not plastic cups,? Nappa implied, smiling back at his server.
?Right then,? he started, sliding a few feet to his left, ?here you are sir, enjoy.?
Nappa nodded, and lifted the glass to his mouth. Taking a small sip, the taste brought back memories of his past. It had been so long since he?d had a draft beer, that with each sip he?d wash the brew around in his mouth to get the full taste. It was unfortunate that he couldn?t sit with his companions from his days on Vegeta to enjoy such a brew with.
After a few moments, the saiya-jin warrior was given a small bowl of salted peanuts to munch on. He continued to dip into the nuts, and down his beer, still thinking about the saiya-jin he and Bun fought just hours before. ?I wonder where Bun is now?? Nappa thought to himself, as he ordered another draft.
(OOC: if anyone wants to meet up, feel free to do so.)
Skipping past the rest of the tables, Nappa noticed an average sized bar near the middle of the room. Slowly squeezing past the many tables, and grouped fighters, the saiya-jin elite made his way to one of the barstools. Flopping himself down onto one of the cushioned swivel chairs, he knocked twice on the countertop catching the bartender?s service.
He seemed to be of earthling descent, and a skilled bartender. ?How may I help you sir?? asked the gentleman standing behind the bar.
?What have you got on tap?? Nappa replied, in a low and exhausted tone.
?We have every beer in the planet here tonight sir, you name it we?ve got it!? the bartender laughed, pointing at the many taps around the bar.
It was true, there were at least a thousand taps circling the counter. Nappa was shocked by the selection, and his fatigued body was urging him to get refreshment. ?I?ll take a Yuengling, and please not plastic cups,? Nappa implied, smiling back at his server.
?Right then,? he started, sliding a few feet to his left, ?here you are sir, enjoy.?
Nappa nodded, and lifted the glass to his mouth. Taking a small sip, the taste brought back memories of his past. It had been so long since he?d had a draft beer, that with each sip he?d wash the brew around in his mouth to get the full taste. It was unfortunate that he couldn?t sit with his companions from his days on Vegeta to enjoy such a brew with.
After a few moments, the saiya-jin warrior was given a small bowl of salted peanuts to munch on. He continued to dip into the nuts, and down his beer, still thinking about the saiya-jin he and Bun fought just hours before. ?I wonder where Bun is now?? Nappa thought to himself, as he ordered another draft.
(OOC: if anyone wants to meet up, feel free to do so.)