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[ You may recognize the old, battle-scarred krogan onscreen as Dun Davrax, the owner of The Quad, a krogan bar in Zeta District. He looks like a tough old son of a bitch, the kind you’d think twice about stepping to, but after a moment a grin breaks across his face, and if it’s possible for a krogan to look both threatening and goofy at the same time, Davrax has it down to an art. ]
Hell of a couple of weeks, am I right? Seems like you outsiders have really been handed the shit end of the stick, lately. Well, they say time heals all wounds, but in the meantime, how about something a little stronger?
[ Davrax’s visage onscreen is temporarily replaced with an ad for The Quad, including its location in Zeta District, boasting the fairest prices for strong booze in all of the district. ]
If you need to take a load off, come on down to The Quad and have a couple of drinks. We’ve got ryncol, we’ve got human vodka and whiskey, hell, we’ve even got dextro beer, and the good stuff, too. Unfortunately, we’re out of bar snacks for the week. Something got into the latest foodstuffs shipment...some kind of alien bug, I don’t know. Little fat wriggly things with weird faces. Looked like something from Earth, but the hell do I know about Earth bugs? Maybe one of you humans could identify it. Ryncol seemed to kill ‘em fast enough, though.
Anyway, we’re human-friendly, and we’re outsider-friendly, and I don’t think a whole lot of places are willing to come out and say that. To hell with ‘em, right? [ He laughs gruffly, slamming one huge, thick hand down on the bar. ] This week only, we’ve got an outsider special, too. Half-price ryncol shots for any outsider who can keep ‘em down!
[ He grins broadly, showing a long row of thick krogan teeth. ]
Things’ve been hostile on this station for you sorry lot, but I don’t really see the big fuss, especially in a dump like this. And with the jump in business later, I’m in need of a few new bouncers. So if any of you outsiders, human or otherwise, is looking for a job and you can pack a punch or two, let me know. Old Davrax has got something for you.
Mod note: If you’d like to have your character work for Davrax, you should respond ICly to this post, but you will still need to fill out a job request for your character.
Hell of a couple of weeks, am I right? Seems like you outsiders have really been handed the shit end of the stick, lately. Well, they say time heals all wounds, but in the meantime, how about something a little stronger?
[ Davrax’s visage onscreen is temporarily replaced with an ad for The Quad, including its location in Zeta District, boasting the fairest prices for strong booze in all of the district. ]
If you need to take a load off, come on down to The Quad and have a couple of drinks. We’ve got ryncol, we’ve got human vodka and whiskey, hell, we’ve even got dextro beer, and the good stuff, too. Unfortunately, we’re out of bar snacks for the week. Something got into the latest foodstuffs shipment...some kind of alien bug, I don’t know. Little fat wriggly things with weird faces. Looked like something from Earth, but the hell do I know about Earth bugs? Maybe one of you humans could identify it. Ryncol seemed to kill ‘em fast enough, though.
Anyway, we’re human-friendly, and we’re outsider-friendly, and I don’t think a whole lot of places are willing to come out and say that. To hell with ‘em, right? [ He laughs gruffly, slamming one huge, thick hand down on the bar. ] This week only, we’ve got an outsider special, too. Half-price ryncol shots for any outsider who can keep ‘em down!
[ He grins broadly, showing a long row of thick krogan teeth. ]
Things’ve been hostile on this station for you sorry lot, but I don’t really see the big fuss, especially in a dump like this. And with the jump in business later, I’m in need of a few new bouncers. So if any of you outsiders, human or otherwise, is looking for a job and you can pack a punch or two, let me know. Old Davrax has got something for you.
Mod note: If you’d like to have your character work for Davrax, you should respond ICly to this post, but you will still need to fill out a job request for your character.
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[ Wash is up for being a bouncer, sure, but he's not entirely sure how handling a pissed-off krogan would go -- especially considering he can't wear the set he got from the Blue Suns anymore. ]
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I recognize you. You're York's roommate, aren't you? Don't you have your own armor?
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I did. Let's just say it's out of commission.
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But I will pay you. According to York, you can handle yourself in a brawl.
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Guess I'd rather she be telling you that than the alternative.
When do I start?
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Not so fast. I like York, and her word's good, but it's not that. I don't hire anybody based on hearsay.
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What do you want?
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[ Yes, he thinks he's hilarious. ]
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I'm a soldier. Went to military school as a kid, graduated, went off to the marines. Ended up in special ops. My speciality's with guns, but I'm trained in hand-to-hand. I used to spar with a guy who was built like one of you guys.
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A human built like a krogan? Now that I'd pay to see. You and York, you were special ops together, am I right?
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[ CASUALLY WAVES AWAY UNIVERSE INCONSISTENCIES... ]
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That so? It shows. York never seemed like she fit in much as a soldier. She doesn't seem to care a whole lot for rules. What about you, human? How do you feel about authority?