Post by Leto Karme on Jan 9, 2017 12:20:59 GMT -7
Year 2186
Month three of Epoch Three
Purgatory in the Citadel
Glug, glug glug, down with his third shot, Leto was a bit glossy eye'd by that point, and wondered if any of his shipmates were in the bar as well considering most were off in the citadel shopping or drinking or partying since it was shore leave time. The young engineer had been working feverishly upon the device that would help stop the incoming reaper invasion, and with the knowledge that Ryori had given him, had been drinking a bit too much recently given all of his worries might come true, and they would come annihilate the organic species of the galaxy again, just like the Protheans. That's why his project was so important, but now was a good time to take a break, and tend to some relaxation that he had been needing to do since the project had started. Turning his neck a bit to the side, he'd turn his head towards the dancefloor, and already feeling quite a bit inebriated, decided against dancing, though he might make a fool of himself if he did indeed go out there to do that. Instead he ordered his fourth shot when he heard a voice behind him.
"Leto Karme, attention, how many shots have you had already?!" the voice said. Leto's head snapped up and recognized it immediately, it was Lieutenant Harris, one of his CO's, though for now the project he worked on was mostly oversaw by his commanding officer, ship's captain, Ryori. "Uh.. huh?" he stammered, glossy eyes looking towards him. "Three," answered the bartender from behind him as he slid over the fourth shot. Head shooting back towards the barkeeper, and glaring at him, he said, "Traitor!" All three of them burst into laughter afterwards, and Harris said, "Don't worry, i'm sure you're under a lot of stress with the new project the captain put you on..." Leto gulped a bit as he drank the fourth shot, and then said, "It's a bit daunting, but don't worry. I'll pull through for everyone."
Smiling, he looked towards Harris, whom was looking awefully good right now through the beer goggles that Leto happened to be wearing. Not that he didn't look good generally, given he was almost as young as Leto, but had started off at a much higher rank. Leto had his reasons for starting at a lower rank, he enjoyed the challenge of working his way up through the ranks.
^Lieutenant Harris
Leto for his part though, didn't mention anything on Harris' looks, he didn't want to break the CO/Squadron barrier in terms of doing evil bad things with your CO, never ended well. Even Drunk Leto knew that.
So instead, he simply said, "Would you care for a drink, Lieutenant Harris?" Harris shook his head, and said, "No thanks, and no need to be so formal Leto, you're on shore leave, I was just messing with you. I have something I have to go do, but maybe i'll take you up on your offer later..." He gave Leto a half-cocked grin, and then departed the Purgatory, leaving Leto to his own devices...
Month three of Epoch Three
Purgatory in the Citadel
Glug, glug glug, down with his third shot, Leto was a bit glossy eye'd by that point, and wondered if any of his shipmates were in the bar as well considering most were off in the citadel shopping or drinking or partying since it was shore leave time. The young engineer had been working feverishly upon the device that would help stop the incoming reaper invasion, and with the knowledge that Ryori had given him, had been drinking a bit too much recently given all of his worries might come true, and they would come annihilate the organic species of the galaxy again, just like the Protheans. That's why his project was so important, but now was a good time to take a break, and tend to some relaxation that he had been needing to do since the project had started. Turning his neck a bit to the side, he'd turn his head towards the dancefloor, and already feeling quite a bit inebriated, decided against dancing, though he might make a fool of himself if he did indeed go out there to do that. Instead he ordered his fourth shot when he heard a voice behind him.
"Leto Karme, attention, how many shots have you had already?!" the voice said. Leto's head snapped up and recognized it immediately, it was Lieutenant Harris, one of his CO's, though for now the project he worked on was mostly oversaw by his commanding officer, ship's captain, Ryori. "Uh.. huh?" he stammered, glossy eyes looking towards him. "Three," answered the bartender from behind him as he slid over the fourth shot. Head shooting back towards the barkeeper, and glaring at him, he said, "Traitor!" All three of them burst into laughter afterwards, and Harris said, "Don't worry, i'm sure you're under a lot of stress with the new project the captain put you on..." Leto gulped a bit as he drank the fourth shot, and then said, "It's a bit daunting, but don't worry. I'll pull through for everyone."
Smiling, he looked towards Harris, whom was looking awefully good right now through the beer goggles that Leto happened to be wearing. Not that he didn't look good generally, given he was almost as young as Leto, but had started off at a much higher rank. Leto had his reasons for starting at a lower rank, he enjoyed the challenge of working his way up through the ranks.
^Lieutenant Harris
Leto for his part though, didn't mention anything on Harris' looks, he didn't want to break the CO/Squadron barrier in terms of doing evil bad things with your CO, never ended well. Even Drunk Leto knew that.
So instead, he simply said, "Would you care for a drink, Lieutenant Harris?" Harris shook his head, and said, "No thanks, and no need to be so formal Leto, you're on shore leave, I was just messing with you. I have something I have to go do, but maybe i'll take you up on your offer later..." He gave Leto a half-cocked grin, and then departed the Purgatory, leaving Leto to his own devices...