Post by angelsaint on Apr 21, 2010 17:25:56 GMT -6
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Well, going to a bar back on Earth hadn't gone exactly like Niko had hoped it would. Women seemed to have gotten bitchier since the last time she'd been back. Okay, so she'd talked to the girl's man; the girl hadn't been talking to him. In fact, she'd been off flirting with someone else. Niko had just been making polite conversation with the guy; that girl'd then had the nerve to come up and just smack her. Niko just didn't take that....off of anyone. Clenching her fist, Niko had punched the girl, and the fight was on. When it was all said and done, Niko had walked away with a bloody nose and a few deep scratches on her neck. The girl, however, had had to go to the ER; Niko just didn't take crap off of anyone.
Now back on the ship, Niko had changed out of the clothes that had blood on them from the fight. She'd cleaned herself up, taking special care to do a little extra cleaning on the scratches so that they didn't get infected. She'd probably wind up going to sickbay to have someone there take a look at them to make sure that everything would be alright, but that would wait. Putting on clean clothes, Niko left her quarters and made her way to the officers' lounge. As the door slid open, she walked in, noticing a small group already at the bar. At the second, Niko didn't really feel like socializing, so she walked by the little group and took a seat a few barstools down from them.
For a moment, she simply sat there, staring seemingly at nothing at all, that is, until she noticed the bartender's slowly growing impatience out of the corner of her eye. I'll have a Telluridian Synthale and an Arcturian Fizz, she ordered, then lowered her gaze to stare at the bar until the drinks were set before her. She grabbed the Telluridian Synthale, taking a long drink from it then set the glass on the bar, the glass still a little over half full. At least here, she could drink without worrying about someone wanting to start a fight. Looking to the group a little ways down from her, she wasn't sure that she recognized anyone there, but if someone recognized her, she hoped that they would give her a little time to finish at least one of the drinks so that her bad mood was alleviated at least a little bit. She didn't want to snap anyone's head off; that would only make her feel worse.
Continuing with her drink, Niko let her gaze wander to the glass of Telluridian Synthale that her petite fingers were wrapped around. She leaned forward a little, her blonde hair slipping over her shoulders a bit, but she just pushed it back, wincing just a little as her fingertips brushed against the scratches on her neck. That little wench better hope I don't lay eyes on her again, Niko thought angrily as she turned up the glass of alcohol to her lips, taking another long drink.
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Comment(s): If ya wanna join, c'mon in. I know Niko seems a li'l unsociable at the moment, but give it a few posts & she'll start to warm up. I promise....