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[childofrebellion]

Cassian needs to finish his report but his mission went long and he's yawning as he sips his caf at the counter. Partway through his work, a napkin appears him front of him and he smiles and moves to get behind the counter.

Specials
Ale
Caf
Whiskey
Hot chocolate

Then he pours himself an ale and then begins going back and forth from the kitchen to get the makings of some tacos. Cooking is one of the best ways to wake himself up and he's been eating rations for too many days.

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato still hasn't returned to his world just yet. Every time he opens the door, he can see Jyou in the distance, the light reflecting off his glasses. It is very scary.

"What're you making?" He asks mildly, settling at the bar. "And how do you feel about being a human shield and getting skewered with thousands of surgical scalpels?"

Asked all casual-like.

[childofrebellion]

"Tacos and I won't be your human shield. Why are you going to get skewered with scalpels?"

Cassian won't get between a medic and anyone, because he doesn't want a medic angry at him.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Nobody will agree to take a few scalpels and/or needles for me," Yamato mutters. "Jyou found out about everything that happened in the desert. He wants to do a 'check-up.'"

The air-quotes are audible.

[childofrebellion]

"Then do the check up and get it over with. Then he won't chase you. Its always best to be nice to medics when you can't get away."

Just smarter since they always know too much about you.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"You don't understand," Yamato says, with just a little bit of a puppyish whine to his voice. "He's really angry. He will definitely run a bunch of unnecessary tests involving needles, and swabs, and harsh words."

[childofrebellion]

"He'll only get angrier if you don't do the tests."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"He'll get less angry if he gets to take out his rage on a deserving person, though, and I've seen how much regard you have for your health, you're very deserving of it."

[childofrebellion]

"No, thank you, I have my own medics to poke and prod at me. He cares about your health."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"He cares way too much about my health," Yamato mutters.

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede has been awake for the better part of the last twenty-odd hours when he comes into the bar, halfway through braiding his hair back as he comes to the bar, scanning the board.

"What kind of whiskey?" he asks, winding the new braid into a knot at the back of his neck.

[childofrebellion]

"Whatever kind you want. I prefer Corellian," But its Milliways so there's a large selection.

[the_cupbearer]

"Let's hope the Corellian kind is strong, then," he says. "Three fingers, if you please."

There will almost certainly be refills.

[childofrebellion]

"It is,"

Cassian finds the bottle and pours a generous three fingers in before passing the glass and leaving the bottle out. Anyone wanting something strong probably will appreciate having it out.

[the_cupbearer]

"My thanks," Ganymede chuckles, nodding to the bottle. "You must be around a fair amount of heavy drinkers."

He knows he drinks like a fish, but it hasn't hurt him yet. Likely won't, either.

[childofrebellion]

"I spend a lot of time in cantinas. I'm a pilot and that's where I usually end up,"

That's where there's intelligence to be gathered and no one wonders why anyone's in a cantina.

[the_cupbearer]

"I suppose pilots and bars do usually do together," he says, drinking from the glass he was handed. It's good whiskey; he isn't surprised, but the taste is nice enough to have him actually reading the bottle's label.

"What do you pilot, if you don't mind my asking?"

[childofrebellion]

"A ship called a U-wing, not large but I can carry cargo and passengers and I make enough to keep flying."

Its one of the nicer of the Corellian whiskeys, Cassian enjoys having options at Milliways.

[holdingacat]

Cecil sidles up to the bar, idly rolling up a very colorful poster as he eyes the specials board, speculatively.

"What is a caf when it's at home?" He finally asks, not quite sure what he's looking at here.

[childofrebellion]

"A hot caffinated drink from my galaxy. I've been told its similar to coffee. What's here is good quality."

And Cassian's drunk a lot of bad caf in his time.

[holdingacat]

"One of those, then, please." He should have tea, or the like, he's sure, but... meh. He's sure Josie will lecture him about it later. It'll give her something to do. "And is there a rubber band or... something like that, back there? This'll just come loose again if I don't secure it." He asks, waving the rolled-up poster.

[childofrebellion]

"I'll see what I can find." Cassian pours out a mug of caf and the spots a container of office supplies and pulls a purple rubber band from it, "Will this work?"

[holdingacat]

"Ooh, yes, thank you." Cecil grins as he accepts the rubber band, carefully wrapping around the rolled-up poster. "I'm not sure if Janice is into this kind of thing or not, but I figure she can always use it as kindling at a Girl Scout camp if she isn't." Waste not, want not, right?

[childofrebellion]

"What is it?"

The phrase girl scout is something Cassian's heard around Milliways but he's never gone too deeply into it.

[holdingacat]

"Oh, there's been posters put up all over town - it seems we're going to have a summer reading program again." Cecil explains, pulling off the rubber band and unrolling the poster so Cassian can see.

It's a very brightly colored poster, with a picture of someone reading a book while sitting on a beach chair, in their gaily colored sun hat.

Except the 'someone' is a germ.

And the chair... might be broadly classified as the remains of a more conventional 'someone'.

Get into a good book this summer! Reads the poster, in a font clearly chosen to be 'exciting'. Catch the flesh-eating reading bacterium!

"Isn't it just so cute?" Cecil asks, evidently completely serious. "Amazing graphics work, really."

[childofrebellion]

"Flesh-eating reading bacterium?"

Its an eye-catching poster, Cassian's not sure who its going to draw in, but Night Vale does seem like a place with its own rules.