PWD #29: Something for Something
Something for Something
Summary: Theo buys Duke a beer, and asks for something in return. Kinda. <.< >.>
Date: 07/Dec/2012 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: TBD
Duke Theo 
Checkpoint Charlie's
The first structure completed on Piraeus was a 'recreation center' that was thinly veiled as such. Checkpoint Charlie's is in every other way a blue collar bar with an unsurprising bent towards the military establishment. Camouflage netting hangs from the ceiling with some kind of dried vine tangled throughout. On the walls are pictures and mementos of times past on the planet they currently reside on. There are a few billiards tables smuggled out to Piraeus specifically for this location, along with card tables and an fully functional line of taps and kegs mounted to, perhaps unsurprisingly, a beat-up but taken-care-of oak bar. The matching stools and wood tables seem to indicate that the construction workers may have disassembled someone else's bar back on the Colonies. The story even goes that the name is taken from a former bar on Aerilon that happened to resemble, very closely, this particular establishment.
December 07, 2004 (PWD #29)

Issa bar! It probably says something about the nature of this top secret mission that one of the first structures established on Piraeus was a bar. Theo, looking slightly worn out from his days and days of leave, is sitting at the bar with a beer and an order of Scorpio nachos. He's got several DRADIS scan print-outs he's pouring over, as well as a map. At the moment, he's trying to eat said nachos without getting the gooey cheesey goodness all over the printouts and map. For the most part, he's succeeding. Thanks in part to the huge pile of napkins beside his beer.

You know who didn't take much of that offered free time? Yeah, that would be Duke, but it seems that finally, he gives in and steps out of the ship to enjoy what the bar….errr….planet has to offer. And of course, it is bloody cold outside, which forces the Pilot to wear a heavy coat, on that has a hood that he pulls back as soon as he steps inside, rubbing his hands together. Also, he had one particular bad episode at this bar, so for some time, he has avoided the place. Now? Eh, perhaps he is letting that moment of shame go past him and is finally daring to visit the place again. The man makes his way towards the bar, pretty much in tunnel vision mode so he doesn't see what other people are doing. "Hey" offers the Captain to one of the bartenders, and the man in turn offers a smile "Hey Sir, long time no see" Duke just nods at this, clears his throat and offers "Yeah, I..I've been, umm…" The barman just lifts one hand and says "Don't worry about that man, what can I get for you?" There is a faint smile of relief coming from Duke and he just says "I'll have just a beer"

"I'll catch his beer." Theo glances up from whatever he's doing to flash Duke a grin. He actually didn't get to spend too much of his leave downside either. The Maenad episode must still be fresh in the CAG's mind, because Theo and Thad were put on call to taxi people most of the two days they had off. "You lot did a good job at being quiet about this place. You get a chance to fly around much before the R&R back to the Anchorage, sir?"

"Boy wants to pay for your beer" says the Barman, nodding his head to where Theo is. This makes Duke turn around and find the Raptor Pilot there. There is no smile on his lips, just a nod of acknowledgement, or something like that. Finally, the man takes the beer and makes his way to where Theo is, already scanning what he has on the table (as far as maps go and not food) "Thank you" offers the Viper Pilot, nodding his head once again. But then the younger guy starts asking questions, which work well to avoid a potential awkward moment "Regular CAP, low-atmo…" says Duke, taking a sip from his beer "Recon, Escort"

"Cool." Theo's grin is full of cheer and charm, as if there wasn't a potentially awkward moment by buying the older man a beer like that. He nods to the DRADIS scans. "I'm set to do some photo-recons of an area the CMC/CIC wants to use as a bomb range, and was hoping to get a chance to talk to someone that's flown down here before I start mapping out a flight plan. My pilot." And the cocky young ECO rolls his eyes, "Declared himself hung over and suggested I take point. He still thinks just because I'm fresh out of Flight School I'm useless." He grins, as if appreciating a joke. Clearly said pilot's attitude hasn't dented his confidence. "If you wouldn't mind giving me a second of your time in return for the beer, I'd love to find out if there's any kind of atmospheric or meteorological conditions I might need to keep an eye out for that didn't make it into any official reports."

Oh, the awkward moment would have been generated by Duke really, by remaining in silence while thinking just what kind of rumours have been flying around the ship about his drunk ass episode. As the young ECO talks, Duke lowers his attention to the maps again, looking for a few things first and foremost. Then, when the fact that help from him is 'gently' requested on exchange of that beer, he looks up at Theo. "I see" says Duke, taking another sip as if declaring 'my beer'. He clears his throat and looks at the map again "Avoid this area here, if you can…" says the man, tracing his finger over the southern hemisphere "Way too many flying seeds, can cause problems with the aircraft engines and nobody wants that." Another sip, small, controlled. He points to another spot in the map, quite a few clicks away from the main construction complex "For this" which is presumably, the area CMC/CIC has marked for him "I don't see any particulars that can complicate your life"

Considering the scuttlebutt about Theo, he'd be the last person to pay heed to rumour mills. They have him responsible for the Maenad Incident, for example, as well as why there's currently glitter everywhere in the head near the Airwing's quarters. Not to mention rumors of him and his (older) pilot that've begun making the rounds. "Are the flying seeds regional or can I expect to encounter them once we hit spring in this hemosphere?" He asks, cocking his head at Duke, beer half-raised for a swig. He takes that swig, and looks over the map. "Thanks. I'm kind of looking forward to the mission." He grins broadly, "It isn't terribly glamorous, but it'll take a couple of days to do a thorough photo-recon and it'll be a mini-vacation." If your idea of vacation includes snow, wilderness, and manbearpigs.

Duke just shakes his head and says "As far as I've seen, they normally keep in this area, at least the greater numbers…the ones that could really hurt a frame" He takes another sip from his beer and adds "Remember to run de-icing procedures, if needed." This of course, to be applied to whatever Raptor he uses to go out there. The man licks his lips and sets his beer down, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, looking at the map again. "It's a good opportunity to explore Piraeus, a lot of us have been doing that but to be fair, the best results are recorded with Raptors"

Theo clutches his chest, as if having a heart attack. "A Viper jock? Saying there's something a Raptor does better?" He exclaims with his gray-green eyes dancing with amusement, "You're an imposter, sir!" He chuckles, though, and claims a cheese-covered chip. Nomf. "It's all a nice change of pace. I grew up in a big city, went to college in Caprica City, and did my flight school there. All that wilderness is intruiging."

Duke takes the beer again, looking at Theo while he makes the comments on the Viper-jock thing. There is no smile on his features, however, there's also no indication of annoyance by the ECOs words. "Every frame fits a purpose and every frame has it's own strengths and weaknesses" He drinks more of that beer, licking his lips again before saying "I might be a Viper Jock, but I'm a Pilot first and foremost" Then the young ECO is sharing some of his background so Duke throws a bit of info out there "I grew up in a farm, in Aerilon" Farmboy represent.

If Theo wasn't so damn cheerful, he'd probably be drawn up short by Duke's lack of commitment to a sociable conversation. He grins. "So this should be just like home for you." He says, "If a little more… wild." He licks a bit of cheese off his finger, wrinkling his nose. "Well, thanks for the advice. I'd best go drop off my pearls of wisdom to my pilot." And he rolls his eyes, getting to his feet and paying his tab.

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