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sky tate (spdemergency) wrote in parabolical,
@ 2009-06-28 00:00:00

Entry tags:

sam anders, sky tate

Who: Sky Tate & OPEN
What: Sky's bored. Again. Decides to go check out The Lux and perhaps meet some people.
When: Saturday night.
Where: The Lux.
Warnings: Um. None that I can think of.
Rating: PG.

Sky was pretty sure it was time to be social.

Well, about as social as one could get when they were Sky Tate. Now, Sky wasn't a generally unfriendly guy. If anything, he was cautious. A bit stoic. But with his friends -- his real friends -- he was far more open than he'd been at the SPD academy. Not that he wasn't friends with his teammates. It was just... Different. So, the prospect of being in an not-so-familiar place in an unfamiliar time in a strange far off world, well, it didn't exactly bring out the Happy Fun Guy in Sky. Especially with demonic entities running around and ripping people's throats out. But Jack had friends. And if Jack could make friends, he could certainly do the same.

And it started with a job. A possible job, anyway. One of the owners of The Lux had said they were looking for people to fill some positions and having his own money sounded mighty fine right about now. Plus, it would give him something to do other than hang around the apartment all day and clean up after Jack, who, of course, forgot all about keeping within standard habitation codes and upkeep. Still, though he was loathe to admit it, it at least gave him something to do. Asking to tag along with Jack felt so wrong. Plus, he knew his life outside of the apartment wasn't exactly something Jack wanted to share. There were boundaries.

Jack would let him in on when he wanted to. It wasn't like they were dating for God's sake.

So, the Lux was his destination for the night. Do some research. Decide if it was the kind of place he could see himself working in. Though, to be honest, it wasn't like he had many options. Once he was inside, he took a deep breath and ordered a drink. It certainly had enough to keep just about everyone entertained. After being handed his drink, he found a place to sit. Sky ran his fingers through his hair brushing his fingertip on the rim of the glass. Shit, he thought, maybe I should have asked Jack to come with me.

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spdemergency
2009-07-06 04:30 am UTC (link)

Supposed. Interesting choice of words. "You don't believe there's a war? Or you don't believe in good and evil?" Color Sky curious, of course. It wasn't like he was offended. Well, entirely. As a Ranger, he was fairly sure he'd seen enough evil to know that it existed and that it was at odds with one another.

"I can bar tend," he said. "I was a bartender for a while." He'd been on an undercover mission, of course, but he still had to learn how to actually play the part. "Working would definitely be a plus at this point. I'd like to be able to do something other than sit around the apartment all day."

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pyramidcylon
2009-07-06 08:09 pm UTC (link)

Sam frowned for a moment, considering the answer. "I think we're being pushed into a war none of us want by these so called Powers. But ultimately, they can't force us to fight and well, if none of us, there wouldn't be a war. Good and evil I believe in, I've seen it, both here and at home," he shrugged with an easy smile. "I was involved in a war back home, where the sides were beginning to blur into each other. Now I'm here, I'm staying well clear of any of that stuff. Strictly neutral. I've got my club, got my girlfriend and we've got a baby on the way. I'm not fighting in anyone's war again."

The smile grew wider as Sam stood up. "Why don't you come over to the bar now and we can see what you can do. Can't be much worse than me before I started out, we didn't have any of these cocktails back home. All moonshine from the engineers that tasted like something the engines actually rejected."

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spdemergency
2009-07-09 01:29 am UTC (link)

Well, you couldn't argue with that kind of logic. It just wasn't in Sky's nature to stay neutral. He believed in justice. In doing the right thing. In standing up for what you believe in. But that was back home. He didn't exactly know where he fit into in this big bad world of an apocalyptic war. He'd figure it out eventually but until then it would be nice to have money and something to do while he "found" himself, so to speak.

"Great," he said as he stood up and finished off his drink and let Sam lead the way. Sky grimaced, though. Moonshine? That was like death to the esophagus. Or so he was told. Sky wouldn't touch the stuff with a ten foot pole. "Well, it's been a while since I mixed anything. It's just like riding a bike, though, right?"

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pyramidcylon
2009-07-09 07:10 pm UTC (link)

Sam stepped behind the bar before gesturing for Sky to follow him. "If I could ride a bike, I'd tell you," he smirked. This was more like his world now. Frak the big wars, he was done with them. After the Galactica and living on the run, in cramped space ships, he figured he'd earned the break.

"Come on, let's start with pouring a good beer," he grabbed a glass and handed it over with a grin, pointing at the taps. "Lets see what you got."

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