/ACEG/ RPG Session 2.5

14[21:19] <Val> Fresh from your latest sortie, the lot of you form a loose group as you head for the O-club bar. A brief debriefing followed, along with a meeting with the quartermaster and the chief engineered as you settled the issue of maintenance and purchased new planes. It is with the air of victorious pilots, and the smell of smoke, that you enter into the bar. Aside from a few men lounging at one of the tables, the place is mostly empty at this earlier hour.

[21:21] <Drider_1-4> "Hoo boy, I'm gonna need something strong after that stint in the hospital." Dave mutters as the group enters the joint.
[21:22] <Drider_1-4> "And I think I owe my flight a round after that mission, what do you say boys?"
[21:25] <Eagleclaw_2-3> Ivan looks around and realizes he is the ony one from hs flight that showed up. Feeling uncomfortable where he wlks over to the corner where a few arcade cabinets are located.
[21:26] <Eagleclaw_2-3> Ivan looks up and reads the marquee on the cabinet. "Air Combat huh? Never heard of it."
[21:26] <Patchwork_2-4> Magpie would be busy in a corner, utterly destroying the high score in a game of Space Harrier. The poor Sega machine had no defenses against the Belkan Berserker and his gaming skills.
[21:27] <Avalanche_1-2> I drift over to the bar and order a white russian.
[21:29] <Patchwork_2-4> "Hey Eagle, doing alright?" Magpie does not take his eyes off the arcade game, his voice casual as can be - the man garishly decked out in clearly unregulation cowboy boots, a white silk scarf, his chestfull of gleaming medals, and a pair of aviators. A cowboy hat hangs from the upper edge of the cabinet.

[21:30] <Avalanche_1-2> I move over to Drider, taking a look at his bruises.
[21:30] <Avalanche_1-2> "How's everything feeling?"
[21:31] <Drider_1-4> "You should have seen the other guy" Retorts Dave, knocking back another one
[21:31] <Eagleclaw_2-3> "Yeah, Patch, ok. Just looking at this game here. You would think the devs would have better taste and not put a piece of junk F-22 on the cover."
[21:34] <Patchwork_2-4> "My record with that plane in life is not so bad. Only shot down twice - and of those pair, only once intentionally. I take it you did not sustain any injuries or have any found after landing and debriefing?" Still focused on the cabinet, Magpie hits top score, entering the letters MAG, before leaving a stack of three coins for the next player on the cabinet, and flipping the cowboy hat onto...
[21:34] <Patchwork_2-4> ...his head  in a practiced, lazy manner. With this done he walks over to Eagle, spurs jingle jangling with each footfall.

[21:38] <Avalanche_1-2> I scan the bar, looking for some pretty girls
[21:44] <Eagleclaw_2-3> Looks over himself, "No bruises. MiGs are durable unlike that F-22."
[21:45] <Patchwork_2-4> "Hah! True, The Eff-twenty two leaves a damned good wreck though. Toss some chunks of dead deer in, and some uniform scraps and you can simply desert without a problem."
[21:47] <Drider_1-4> I scan the bar, looking for any sort of music playing machine
14[21:48] <Val> Yo spot and old jukebox, dustcovered and forlorn, sitting alone in the corner. A dim light from underneath the dust informs you that it is currently plugged in and working.
[21:48] <Drider_1-4> I scan the machine for Hendrix

[21:50] <Frostbite_1-1> "Speaking of MiGs..." Gerald says walking over to Ivan "How was yours after the mission?"
14[21:51] <Val> The selection is limited. All you find is All Along the Watchtower, Crosstown Traffic, and Purple Haze.
[21:52] <Eagleclaw_2-3> "Hey at least I managed to land."
06[21:52] * Patchwork_2-4 nods to Frostbite. "Frostbite my friend, you did some excellent hunting, last mission. I take it you are well?"
06[21:53] * Drider_1-4 has a sudden flashback at the mention of landing
[21:54] <Drider_1-4> "Man I need to unwind..."
06[21:55] * Drider_1-4 slams a few quaters in the machine and puts on Purple Haze
[21:55] <Frostbite_1-1> "I'm doing quite fine, and my kill wasn't anything special. It's not exactly hard to hit a target that's not paying attention to what's above it."
[21:56] <Patchwork_2-4> "Still, first bloodying in a flight is a sign of luck." Magpie would gently attempt to give him a manly slap/pat on the shoulder. "We all came back alive, so plenty of reason to be happy. Even if there are not any women around."
[21:57] <Avalanche_1-2> "Well, at least that's about the same as always"
[22:03] <Drider_1-4> *Drunkenly* "Hey FLIGHT LEAD, have one on ME..." *belches*
6[22:03] * Drider_1-4 stumbles up to Frostbite with an overflowing mug
06[22:03] * Patchwork_2-4 nods to Avalanche, leaving the man to chat with Ivan, Magpie wandering over to the jukebox to check out what is on tap musically.

[22:04] <Drider_1-4> *Purple Haze Intensifies
[22:04] <Avalanche_1-2> I go rack up the pool table
[22:05] <Frostbite_1-1> "Shit just how many drinks have you had?" Gerald says making sure to keep a safe distance from Drider's overflowing mug.
[22:06] <Drider_1-4> "Hey this one's for you, SIR."
06[22:06] * Drider_1-4 takes a swig and sets it down on the counter
06[22:09] * Patchwork_2-4 idly thumbs through the jukebox selection, for some of that strange, non-Belkan music he has become a fan of, hoping that a bit of Clutch has made its way into circulation, on platter if not on the airwaves.
[22:12] <BabaYaga_2-2> Sascha wanders into the bar, distracted with a notepad in her hands. She only looks up to find the counter and a seat, and then she's back to doodling in the book thoughtfully.
06[22:14] * Drider_1-4 glances over at the notebook
[22:14] <Avalanche_1-2> I wonder to myself if the jukebox has any of the weird, funk infused jpop of my homeland.
[22:15] <Drider_1-4> *Drunkenly* "HEY what's that you're doodling?"
[22:15] <BabaYaga_2-2> There's a simple but decent sketch of an F-16 on the pages, along with a few smaller sketches, in various stages of design. In the margins are some other some doodles that look like different types of witches.
[22:17] <BabaYaga_2-2> "Hm?" Sascha raises her head but doesn't look up. "Ah. Working on touching up my new plane. Going to make this one last a while, so I figured I might as well get it looking nice."

[22:19] <Drider_1-4>  *drunkenly giggling* "that looks like my new plane, gotta look good for the AA before they get iced"
06[22:19] * Drider_1-4 begins laughing at his own joke
[22:20] <Avalanche_1-2> "Wait, wouldn't them getting iced mean Frostbite or I took them out?"
06[22:21] * Patchwork_2-4 throws a few coins into the jukebox on random, tossing his black cowboy hat onto the coatrack with a admirable swishing as it flies through the air, and saunters over to Sascha, idly fixing his white silk flight scarf, and running a hand through his beyond regulation length black hair - as always, cowboy boots clacking slightly on the flooring, spurs jingle jangling.
[22:23] <BabaYaga_2-2> Sascha offers Drider a raised eyebrow. "Are you even well enough to be drinking so heavily?"
[22:27] <Avalanche_1-2> "No, since he still has painkillers in his system."
[22:27] <Drider_1-4> "never been better, ma'am."

[22:27] <Eagleclaw_2-3> Game Over says Ivan's screen. He laughs and says, "Yeah well Air Combat isn't even realistic flight simulator anyway." He walks away and scans the bar.
[22:31] <Patchwork_2-4> "Jesus Dave, you look like a mess. Hello Sascha. " Magpie saunters over, either a brazen, ballsy or a motherfucker that just gives not a single fuck, his medal covered jacket gleaming slightly from the bar lights. "Did that picture I saved from your cockpit survive, Drider?"
[22:35] <Drider_1-4> *melancholic* "yeah man, but my old man didn't make it..."
[22:35] <Patchwork_2-4> "I am sorry to hear that. But know that he still lives on in your heart, provided you do not keep drinking alcohol with painkillers and kill yourself on the ground."

6[22:37] * Drider_1-4 belches
[22:38] <Drider_1-4> "HEY YUKI HOW MUCH YOU WANNA BET I BEAT YOU IN EIGHT BALL"
[22:39] <Avalanche_1-2> "I'll do it. I'm just gonna wait until he's ready to."
[22:39] <Avalanche_1-2> "I bet you could, since I've barely played pool."
06[22:39] * Patchwork_2-4 gives his croaking laugh for a moment. "I can sleep comfortably in my plane, although I have no desire to see the boy die from drinking. I'll see if I can guilt Eagle into babysitting."
[22:39] <Drider_1-4> "OK LITTLE GUY, I'LL GO EASY ON YOU"
[22:40] <Eagleclaw_2-3> "I heard that. You should know that I'm only responsibly for my wingman in the air."
[22:41] <Avalanche_1-2> "This wouldn't be the first guy I've had to carry back to his room."
[22:42] <Avalanche_1-2> I'll go for break
[22:42] <Drider_1-4> "BE MY GUEST" *hic*

[22:44] <BabaYaga_2-2> "I'd leave him with Yuki. Ivan doesn't seem the babysitting type." It's clear that Sascha was going to say more, but stopped herself halfway. "Anyway, hopefully he'll be alright for now. Just don't let him steal anyone else's drink."
04[22:45] * Avalanche_1-4_ (Marquidias@sux-E36596C0.sub-70-192-5.myvzw.com) has joined #acegRPGIC
[22:45] <Eagleclaw_2-3> "You're right I'm not. Though I still find myself needing to babysit you."

06[22:46] * Patchwork_2-4 glances over at Sascha, having been drinking a half and half, mostly focused on the pool players. "As long as he survives long enough to do his duty, is good enough for me. But that makes me sound like a Belkan, yes?"
[22:51] <BabaYaga_2-2> "Careful, Ivan. Your performance in that last mission leaves a rather large question as to who the baby here is." She waves her pencil at the older man, then turns her attention to Magpie. "Well, he'd be better use if we could keep using him. So the longer, the better. Preferably without throwing up everywhere first."
[22:52] <Avalanche_1-4_> "Really, there's just a point when your lifestyle starts following you into the cockpit."
[22:52] <Drider_1-4> "HAA SHE CALLED HIM BABY" *laughing at his own joke intensifies*
[22:52] <Patchwork_2-4> "All pilots need to learn not to be hung over before a mission, and if they throw up enough in their masks and helmet, the ground crew really tends to come together to teach you a lesson. Or make you clean your own plane and equipment."
[22:54] <Drider_1-4> *pool competition intensifies*

[22:58] <Avalanche_1-4_> "I feel like getting ass rammed by a missile is going to be his lesson."
[23:01] <Patchwork_2-4> Innuendo?
06[23:04] * Patchwork_2-4 glances down at his drink. "Or should we leave you two alone to... do what needs to be done?"
[23:05] <Avalanche_1-4_> "No, not like that. In that he'll be dead."
[23:06] <Avalanche_1-4_> "I've seen what happens when you go out on a mission with lessons unlearned. You don't ever learn them."
[23:08] <Patchwork_2-4> "Calm down boy, the last thing I really want to do is put you down for the night, or put you into the infirmary. Just play your stickball, and have fun without being so dramatic."

[23:08] <Drider_1-4> "DUDE YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO TELL STRIPES FROM SOLIDS" *belches*
[23:15] <Avalanche_1-2> I sink my first stripe fairly easily and line up another shot.
[23:16] <Drider_1-4> "wooo, now you're getting the hang of it/"
[23:16] <Avalanche_1-2> I then sink the second, right corner"
[23:16] <Avalanche_1-2> annd the third slides right in
[23:16] <Avalanche_1-2> "Not too bad"
[23:16] <Drider_1-4> "heh, beginner's luck..."
[23:17] <Patchwork_2-4> "There, the boys are like brothers, shifting between anger and friendship, yes?"
[23:17] <Avalanche_1-2> and shank the last shot
[23:17] <Avalanche_1-2> "Oh, I haven't been angry all night"
[23:17] <Drider_1-4> "OK buddy, let me show you how-it's-done"
06[23:18] * Drider_1-4 wobbles slightly while shooting and the ball misses it's target

[23:19] <BabaYaga_2-2> The word 'brothers' makes Sascha's hand stop for a moment, and it takes her a moment to start back again at her sketch. "That's the way family is," she says finally. "My grandfather would say a family that doesn't fight is a family that doesn't love each other."
[23:19] <Avalanche_1-2> Sink my 4th ball
[23:19] <Frostbite_1-1> "Hey Magpie." Gerald says turning away from watching Yuki and Dave's game of pool. "You play any card games?"
[23:19] <Avalanche_1-2> Barely have another drift in
[23:19] <Drider_1-4> "are you sure you haven't played this before?"
06[23:20] * Drider_1-4 is sweating at the collar
[23:20] <Avalanche_1-2> "Shit, I'm burning all of my luck outside of the mission."
[23:20] <Avalanche_1-2> Only one stripe left...
[23:21] <Drider_1-4> "well i have my w-urp, my work cut out for me..."
06[23:21] * Drider_1-4 manages to sink his first ball, despite his condition
[23:22] <Avalanche_1-2> "Ah, close"

06[23:24] * Patchwork_2-4 nods at Frostbite. "A few. Depends on how friendly I am with the people playing, and how much money I need or owe others. Why?"
06[23:25] * Drider_1-4 sinks another solid
[23:25] <Drider_1-4> "well at least I can hit targets on the pool table"
06[23:26] * Drider_1-4 is lined up with a decent shot from the previous ball, and sinks another
[23:26] <Drider_1-4> "ok yuki, show me what you got"
[23:26] <Avalanche_1-2> "Eight ball, right corner pocket."
06[23:27] * Drider_1-4 tries to focus on the ball in front of him, teetering to and fro
[23:28] <Frostbite_1-1> "Some people like to drink, I however prefer to gamble." Gerald says as he pulls out a worn deck of cards.
[23:28] <Drider_1-4> "damn it, the damn balls won't stop moving" grunts drider as he misses again
[23:29] <Avalanche_1-2> Yuki deftly sinks the 8 ball, and quietly puts the cue back on the rack.
[23:30] <Drider_1-4> "well done avalanche, i think this calls for another drink..."

[23:30] <Patchwork_2-4> "As much as I love a good game of cards, I should be quite honest with you all, yes? You are my current family after all - brothers and sisters in arms.
[23:31] <Patchwork_2-4>  " Magpie flourishes his right arm slightly, five aces of hearts up and appearing in his gloved hand. "I cheat like a, how you say? Motherfucker. But not from friends or family. ...Usually."
06[23:37] * Drider_1-4 lurches back to the bar
[23:37] <BabaYaga_2-2> "Yuki, don't let that man touch another drop," Sascha chimes in. She smirks at Magpie's little trick and rolls her eyes. "All the same, I'm terrible at cards. And I need to get some more work done before my plane's ready to fly, so I'm going to get a jump on that." She closes her notepad and gets up, heading for the door.
[23:37] <Frostbite_1-1> "I see." Gerald says, putting his cards away. Well that's disappointing.
[23:39] <Drider_1-4> "aw man, the party's just starrrtiiiinnng..."
[23:41] <Patchwork_2-4> "Sorry friend Gerald, but perhaps you play Horseshoes, or a sport of pistols?"
[23:42] <Drider_1-4> "shumone shay gunsh..?"
[23:43] <Patchwork_2-4> "...No Dave".

[23:44] <Frostbite_1-1> "There was too much snow where I was from to do any of that. I usually just stayed indoors and played cards with the people in town."
06[23:45] * Patchwork_2-4 nods. "Perhaps we can find one of those so called video card, machines? Or I can just leave all my own cards in my bag. If I can remember where I have them kept on me...
[23:48] <Frostbite_1-1> "It's okay Magpie. Actually I think I'll go check on my aircraft right now. I just noticed the time and would like to get a check in on it before it gets too dark."
[23:51] <Patchwork_2-4> A good plan indeed.
[23:54] <Frostbite_1-1> "Anyways we can find something to do the next time we're all back here." Gerald tells Magpie as he walks out of the bar. "Yuki you can take of Dave right?"
06[23:56] * Drider_1-4 is passed out on the counter
[23:57] <Frostbite_1-1> "Well in any case I'll be at my plane if you need me."
[00:00] * Patchwork_2-4 gives Frostbite a wave before finishing his drink and paying a slight tip, grabbing his hat and heading out toward the barracks.