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

[art_of_war]

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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[thrawnsaide]

Oddly enough it was a project Eli was hoping to have on his own downtime. There times where Thrawn wanted to do his own things and Eli was happy to use that time to deal with his own stuff. It was very seldom when it happened.

He glanced over at Thrawn to see his expression or what ever one he could find that managed to creep through. And it seemed that the Chiss was pleased with the mix. He poured himself his own glass and after studying the color and sniffed at it. He took a small sip and found that it was enjoyable. He believed over time it would be even more so. But for the short amount of time? He was content. He enjoyed the smokey flavor it had and the hint of a citrus to it.

Eli smiled and held his glass up toward the others. "Cheers to a new start."

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Thrawn lifted his glass in a similar toast.

"Yes, there is one prominent Sith. But as there are only two of that order left in the Galaxy it was something of an inevitability that one would lead over the other."

It's said in an offhanded way. In Thrawn's opinion, Sith and Jedi were two sides of the same coin. They had all but wiped each other out in any event so as far as he was concerned neither was worth thinking on.

For once Thrawn seemed relaxed and to actually be enjoying himself a bit. The still was an interesting discovery, even more interesting was the flavor this prototype ale had.

[kallig]

Altair wasn't sure whether to call it a new start, so the raise of his glass was halfhearted at best. They weren't here of their own will, after all.

That there were only two Sith left was expected in one way. Disheartening, in another. The offhanded manner in which it was said grated on his nerves a little- after all, he was Sith, and he was proud to be Sith. But considering Eli and Thrawn were both from a time where his kind were near nonexistent any more, he didn't take it as an insult, at least.

So he remained quiet, sipping at his drink.

Found himself missing his crew, just a little. Had they been with them, things would hardly be so quiet.

[thrawnsaide]

Eli found his views of the Jedi and Sith a bit skewed as everything was based on the history that was taught. And usually the history books had painted them both in a negative light. However it was always noted there was at least a few Sith that supported the Empire in it's various times. The Emperor and Darth Vader spooked him out and he liked to be out of their sight as much as possible. Yet he had a feeling they were watching him closely since he was Thrawn's aide. Altair was the first Sith that had been approachable and he found himself respecting. He didn't trust what the books had to say.

There seemed to be no awkwardness and everyone appeared to be content. He took his time sipping his drink, in no real rush to finish it or get trashed right away.

"Does anyone have any drinking games that you do or have done in the past?" Eli finally said unable to take the quite solitude for long.

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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.

[kallig]

"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.