Traveller Vignette 041
Marla
looked at me, then at the part-empty bottle, as if gauging how much
alcohol was in each. It was a local vintage, poor stuff, but I'd
found that if I drank enough of it, I didn’t mind how bad it
was.
“You shouldn't drink alone” she told me, disapprovingly
“I never drink alone” I told her “It's just that everyone who keeps me company while I drink died in the war. I'd still rather spend time with them than most people I meet these days”.
She rolled her eyes. “Do you actually practice the whole burned-out warhorse routine for effect, or are you seriously that full of bullshit? No, don't tell me, I don't care. Just take a sobriety pill and get ready. We've got a job”. She started to leave, then paused “And try to shave, for the Emperor's sake, so I don't have to apologise for the way you look”
(Author's note - This is just a piece of colour, I'm afraid. I wrote it as a little character piece, but it doesn't lend itself to easy integration into gaming)
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