Ah, rank doesn't really matter off duty. I've heard tales from some of your crew about ensigns with admirals for one night stands... *Takes another sip.* It's most definately melarky. Right?
... Possibly. *Swirls beer.* Liquid courage makes you do weird things... not that hitting on you would be weird or anything! Right? *Puts hand on forhead annd sighs.* I'm wasted, aren't I?
Just a little bit of sienna paint here, here, and here... *Gestures vaguely to spotted areas.* And your all good! Though I think it would take away a little bit of your charm...
Yeah, I heard you guys had to plastic surgery up everytime you wanted to infiltrate an alien culture. *Takes a sip of beer and hands her her own glass.* But now you have holographics, right?
Yeah. If your lucky enough to meet a local, you can learn to work it pretty quick. I met a Chaos mage while I was there. He was the one who taught me that spell, the fire balls, and gave me a group of Driders. And the witchroot. Chaoa mages use it a lot. Suposedly opens your mind to the 'Sea of Chaos'. Weird religion thing…
After the drug wore off, I left her flowers in front of where she would normally appear? I felt sorry. There was also an explanation on Multiversal magic and how to create a portal to another world.
Ow. Okay, first, this was week two. I was a little crazy because I'd just taken some witchroot. That sh*ts insane. Maybe I was a little out of it? *Arm starts to bend awkwardly.* Okay! Okay! A lot!
I thought you would fight back! I also thought you were a native, because you were so beautiful and everythong there seemed to have that kind of feel. You know? *Smiles and starts edging towards door.*