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Hᴀɴs Gʀᴜʙᴇʀ [Dɪᴇ Hᴀʀᴅ] ([personal profile] exceptionalthief) wrote in [community profile] lastvoyageslogs2017-08-15 02:03 pm
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Who: Hans Gruber and Anyone!
What: Weapon procurement mostly, maybe also a nice suit and a few other luxuries.
Where: DS9, any of the locations mentioned
When: Throughout the port
Warnings: None likely?

Ports are not a thing Hans has experienced as yet on the Barge; it's only been fairly recently he's heard of the possibility at all, with the very idea of it a bit of a surprise. Inmates were allowed to leave the ship? What were the chances of a successful escape? He doesn't make any inquiries in that respect (for obvious reasons), instead spending some time searching back through the network until he finds mention of a stopover in Stockholm a while back—which is very encouraging needless to say, that being Earth and all, and a familiar-ish time period to boot.

So, imagine his disappointment when he finds out the present port is a 24th century space station, orbiting a planet in a galaxy he's never heard of. Well, doesn't that just figure. All right, so the idea of escaping suddenly became a bit less desirable, but possibly he could still profit from this somehow.


After a mostly uneventful and unproductive stroll around the Promenade squinting at futuristic alien weirdness, it doesn't take Hans long to find the local watering hole, a place called Quark's Bar, and settle in for a while, sipping a green beverage known as Aldebaran whiskey while he keeps his eyes and ears open for any information about the possible procurement of a handgun, if such things still exist in the future.

After getting a few vague tips, he finds himself in Garak's Clothiers getting more specific tips, helped along in part by his purchase of an expensive not-too-weird-looking suit (at least it's a perfect fit), eventually ending up in the Docking Ring, where he meets a contact in an abandoned cargo bay, and after payment is made, becomes the proud new owner of a... phaser. Which hopefully, he can figure out how to use.
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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-15 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Harry's been propping up that very same bar for a while, completely predictably hitting on men who are too young for him yet old enough to know better. After striking out for the second time, Harry grimaces and draws away from the bar towards where he's noticed Hans getting to know the local liquor.

"That looks toxic, Gruber."
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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-16 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)

"Creme de menthe is for queers anyway," Harry says, blandly. He's brought over a glass of something dark and slightly bitter that bites the back of his throat.

"You been keeping yourself busy?"

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-16 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)

"Mm. You done any shopping?"

Harry gives him a brief, meaningful look over the rim of his glass which says he's not talking about the stores on the Promenade.

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-18 06:23 am (UTC)(link)

"Not yet." He scoffs quietly. "Give me any bar on Earth and I could tell you in five minutes, who's in the know. But this..."

He shakes his head. This is not Earth.

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-19 07:42 am (UTC)(link)

"Likewise," Harry says calmly. "I imagine we got about a week here? Time enough, time enough."

He sips his drink.

"I'll pass on anything worth hearing, if you'll do the same courtesy?"

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-20 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)

"Nah. Once the Admiral decides it's time to leave - week's a guess, mind, it's about average - he'll scoop us all up no matter where we happen to be."

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-21 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)

"Yeah, he's a cunt," Harry ages readily. "There's a few places I'd have like to have been left to my own devices."

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-22 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)

Harry nods over a sip of his drink.

"Yeah. I'd take anywhere on Earth, frankly, as little as we get to see any version of it I'd recognise. Only got to hop on a plane, don't you."

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[personal profile] likeshowbusiness 2017-08-22 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)

"Enough gelt gets you anywhere," Harry says, confidently. "Don't matter the time or place. All you need is cold hard cash and someone who wants it."

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[personal profile] geomagnetically 2017-08-18 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
While she was in her own universe, Lorna spent several years in space, so this setting is at least ... vaguely, on the surface, familiar. In a way. But a bar sounds like a good place to sit for a while.

She gives the man a curious look. His green drink matches her green hair. "That any good? I've had some bad space drinks in my day, so kind of want to know what I'm getting into here before I order something." Her tone is friendly.
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[personal profile] geomagnetically 2017-08-24 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Technically, he's not wrong and she would fit into the 'other' category, assuming the categories are just a very broad 'human' and 'non-human'.

"Hmm.." Almost as if she's considering -- truth is, she's already made up her mind. "Welp, I'm goin' in." She declares before ordering some herself. She starts with a shot of it, and once that's tossed back quickly, she turns back to him.

"I'm Lorna Dane." She extends a hand, officially introducing herself.
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[personal profile] geomagnetically 2017-08-29 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yeah uh if it looks like a rum and coke -- so you're like 'oh hell yeah rum and coke, this is gonna hit the spot!!' -- and then when you sip it doesn't taste like a rum and coke? Pretty sure that was made of space bug things." She shudders at that. "And that was the exciting story of how I started to miss earth food during my stint in space."
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[personal profile] geomagnetically 2017-09-03 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
You can almost hear the Obligatory Awkward Silence Crickets.

"...While I had the chance there in space with some X-Men -- not aliens, a team I was on -- I wanted to be more 'adventurous'." Complete with air quote marks at the last word, yes. "There are limits, apparently, as that was too much adventure for my soul."