Bartending and INTRO

[never_going_back]

Wait, what?

[A white blond girl, in the many, many layers that a proper Hoop girls wears, is staring at the Bar.]

[She sighs.] 

Rodice. Slappy sensayuma, this job.  I mean, the whole Zenade thing was not my fault. 

Fine.  This chiklette can take it.  [Halo nods.] And then I'll get Brinna that new sitdram, and you a replacement for that outfit you hurked all over.

Glad I was downwind of that!

Hoy!  [To anyone who walks in.]  Show the Mamcard or flash the cash.


[There's no specials because, whaddaya think this is? Some kind of fancy chop party?]

Comments

[covert_bandage]

"Most... most probably not," says Arcade cautiously. "Can I ask what year it was the last time you checked? It may be important."

[never_going_back]

"It was...uh...4949." Not really often she got asked the date. I mean....weird.

[covert_bandage]

"Oh! All right, then," says Arcade. "The Great War I'm talking about was in October of 2077. Which would be why you don't recognize the reference, most likely- my name is Arcade Gannon, by the way. I should probably mention that before I forget."

[never_going_back]

"Woooooow. So you're like from...history."

She'll goggle at him for a minute like he's some museum display. He looks so...not old!

"H-halo. Halo Jones." A thought strikes her. "Hey is that cola from the past, too?"

[covert_bandage]

"Apparently so," says Arcade. "I think you'll find most people here are. This place tends to play fast and loose with the usual rules of time and calendars. For instance, the last time I checked the date, it was 2281. And, yes, the soda is... probably about from my time, actually. This place keeps it fresh instead of getting the old stuff. I'm not sure how that works."

[never_going_back]

"So, do you drink it because it's good or because it tastes like home?"

Why yes, she's fixating on the odd details because, well, science isn't her thing.

[covert_bandage]

"More the first than the second," says Arcade. "Although the taste of home is part of it. I was raised in a little town out west that isn't there any more, and we had Nuka-Cola there, but most of the soda sold in the Mojave is Sunset Sarsaparilla, which I've never been a big fan of."

[never_going_back]

"...I'm not sure I could ever get homesick. I mean, not for the place. But people, yeah. Rodice...Ludy..." She blinks. Ludy. Brinna was dead, Ludy'd gone to the Drummers.

She tosses her head. "I never had either of those. Or traveled that far. I've never been...anywhere really."

[covert_bandage]

Arcade nods. "My mother and I moved from place to place a lot after my father died. I'm kind of used to the prospect, although I occasionally envy people who have a more stable option than that."