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Wade Wilson (fully_loaded_) wrote in toboldlyrpg,

Wade and OTA
Wade could deny the draw of the bar no longer. So far his search to escape the Enterprise had not been successful. Everything that might be fun was entirely off limits. He had made a mental note to try pick pocketing a member of the crew.

Until then he would have to settle for entertaining himself with the facilities on offer.
"I'll take a.. Pangalactic Gargle Blaster," he said as the bartender approached. The look he received made him shrug, "no? The reference doing nothing for ya? Ok fine. Just make whatever cocktail has the most alcohol in one glass and give me that. And put a little umbrella in it!"

The drink was bright, almost neon, orange. Honest to God orange. Thank God there was no one he knew around to see him drinking something tall and orange (apparently they didn't have little umbrellas).
"Hey this better not be a Sex on the Beach! I've got a reputation to uphold!" he complained mostly to deaf ears. With a sigh, Wade peeled his mask up to his nose, revealing his disfigured, scarred, skin and took a sip.
"Ooh, fruity."