Forty (@Valerie): On leave right now, actually. Was just on a planet called Farrevi last. Nice place, except for all the twelve foot tall hellbeasts on it. Glad I had a tank then. Empire always funds the military well.
(He notices the... star person? Huh. Pretty cool.)
Forty (@Roy): Huh. I'm seeing so many new species around. You are definitely something else.
Roy: @Takanuva "Handsome Jack."
@Forty "Well, what do you expect?"
@Valerie "Aw, that's a shame."
edited 8th Apr '17 2:56:11 PM by MrKirb
Hastur enters the bar where people are, nodding to the barkeep despite the man throwing him a gaze expressing disbelief concerning the King in Yellow's age.
(@Quartz;Turax) Hastur: Greetings. ~drops by~
Akhen is playing chess with himself. Whites seem to be winning.
edited 8th Apr '17 2:59:32 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
—Takanuva raises an eyebrow, confused—
@Roy: ...I don't follow.
—Takanuva notices Hastur enter, and gives him a small wave of acknowledgement before focusing back on Forty and Valerie—
@Forty: So, how long does this vacation of yours last?
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.(@Quartz;Roy) Hastur: ~after nodding to Takanuva~ Well enough, though my head aches somewhy. But I guess that's not really important.
(@Turax) Hastur: I've got something to discuss with you. Though I'll fetch some gin first.
With that, he leaves to get a drink, then returns.
(@Turax) Hastur: The question might catch you off-guard, but are you familiar with bacteriological weapons of mass destruction?

[Bar]
(Well, since we're doing stuff, there a few robed people, in the bar, mostly getting drunk. They're wearing fairly familiar rings.)