Closed: There's a flood that's coming up to my bed

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WHO: Thrawn, Altair and Eli
WHERE: Altair and Eli's still
WHAT: So how does the beer taste guys?
WHEN: End of October after the ship event
WARNINGS: None anticipated


Thrawn had been somewhat put out that once he left the Bloodsport he wasn't able to board it again. Likewise he was barred from the Bishop and the Vanquish. It was by process of elimination he found a ship he hadn't seen before. The interior was much like the Bloodsportbut the bridge was exactly the same. He was mollified by the idea the different ships had very similar - almost identical - bridge layouts. The engine was no more inclined to start than the Bloodsport had been though. So Thrawn was essentially working at reverse engineering a digital model of the First Breath to find what the impediment to flight there was.

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Thrawn raised an eyebrow once, curious but cautious. Thrawn then narrowed his eyes in suspicion but couldn't help a small smirk.

"And what is the game you have in mind?"

Thrawn's glass was still mostly full but it is very obvious that Eli already had something planned.

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"Believe me when I say that you do not want to know what Sith drinking games are like," Altair said, though his tone suggested that this might be a joke. He did, after all, have more friends that weren't Sith, than friends that were.

"Had Andronikos been here, he'd be shouting out a million drinking games. Sadly, you got the stick-in-the-mud Darth, not the pirate."

Missing his crew indeed. At least he'd made some new friends here though.

Still, the question about drinking games, did make him wonder if Chiss had drinking games. Just thinking about the ones he'd met, including Thrawn, it was difficult to imagine them playing those kinds of games at all. He didn't ask though, however curious he was.