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[toldyouso]

[It's a new guy who some people might recognize from the Cancerverse field trip, except he's now clean-shaven and doesn't look like he's just come from spending years wandering around a hell dimension.]

Very serious question: what's the best bar around here?

[Pete doesn't need a drink. He just wants a drink.]

[private to Rich]

Pick up the phone, man.

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[headinjuries]

Just go down to Earth and flash your flight ring at the door basically anywhere. If you're not paying, does it even matter which one is "best"?

[unrecovered]

...aren't you a teenager?

[HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT YOUNG MAN]

[...look, someone has to mentor and Rich isn't in any fit state to do it, so Wash is stepping up.]

[headinjuries]

Dude, just because I don't do it doesn't mean I don't notice when anybody else does.

[ It's okay, Wash, Sam is the last kid you actually have to worry about drinking underage. Holding his dad's head while he puked was better than a million DARE classes to turn him off that shit for life. ]

[thedreamisdead]

It's legal here.

[Not that she sounds at all happy about it.]

[toldyouso]

...Yes?

[He demands a certain class of bar fight in his down time.]

[headinjuries]

Wow, you're hard to please.

[sir_vancelot]

[Vance DOES know who Peter Quill is. He practically has the Avengers' databases memorized, after all. And, of course, he was there in the Cancerverse and saw the man there.]

[Seeing him here is...good news? Bad? Difficult to tell. Possibly good for Rich, though. Which means that no matter what, Vance will be glad to see him until he's proven otherwise.]

[He's out of uniform at the moment, in the cafeteria for the moment. The comm is settled in front of him in a way that shows it should probably be held in a hand. But his arms are currently crossed.]

There's alcohol available on Legion World. But the actual bars are down on Earth.

[toldyouso]

[Pete's frowning at the camera, but in the manner of a man who's thinking, not angry.]

Do I know you from somewhere?

[sir_vancelot]

[And Vance knows the difference between those kinds of frowns. Though there's a certain tilt to his mouth that means he knows something.]

[Maybe how this is going to be taken.]

Kind of. I'm a friend of Rich's from Earth, one of the New Warriors.

Vance Astrovik.

[walkingballpit]

The mess has a full bar, if you're just after drinks. Earthside, there's a lot of good bars in New New York. Pro tip: letting them know you're a Legionnaire is a blessing and a curse.

[toldyouso]

Drinking in the cafeteria just feels weird as a general principle.

[the_civilian]

There's a brew pub on the Hab Deck, but it's also a replica of a thief crew's headquarters and it's possible it's been booby trapped.

text, private

[iamresponding]

[He's been using text a lot lately. That way no one can see the stubble on his face and he can hide how off and rambly and miserable he sounds.]

i'm here.

i'm glad you got home okay. you look better.

[There is no getting better, not really, but Peter's at least been engaging in enough self-care to sound like himself and have a clean shave. That's better than Rich is managing.]

text, private

[toldyouso]

Yeah, this universe's Death is weirdly perky, which is not the exact style of awkward conversation I was expecting.

Anyway, Evil Me is dead. Shot him in the face.

private forever

[iamresponding]

good.

although... it wasn't some kind of situation where he didn't know he was a few squids in a coat, was it?

[Because he'd have a little sympathy then.]

did he go all squidly when you confronted him?

[whyarewehere]

We've done some science on that.

[ Grif slides him a link to a heavily annotated space-gdoc of bars. It bears the marks of many Legionnaires, present and past, a cornucopia of spacefuture drinking wisdom.

A friend of Rich's is a friend of Grif's. ...Well. Probably. ]

[legionnpcs]

Scratch Pulsar Stargrave's. Last night, Ferro got a little drunk, decided he'd rescue the cage dancers, and things got messy from there. I think it's safe to say that we're not gonna be allowed back for at least a month.

[whyarewehere]

Goddammit Ferro, ruining it for the rest of us.

[toldyouso]

You, I like.

[And recognize from the Journey to the Center of the Cancerverse.]

[whyarewehere]

Hey, I try.

[ Grif shrugs nonchalantly. ]

So. You know Rich from home?

[ A 100% completely natural segue that isn't just Grif looping back around to what he's worried the most about. ]

[walkingballpit]

There's a bar called Argo?

[ Robbie's grinning like a maniac. ]

Dude. It's now my life goal to get banned from Argo. Preferably with aliens.

[rushing_by]

I think drugging Brainy with something green would be frowned upon.

[rushing_by]

I think you may have missed introducing yourself somewhere in the middle of that.

[toldyouso]

[Is it really missing something if you don't think it's important?]

Peter Quill.

[circusbat]

Afraid I'm not really the person to go to about bars. I'm usually the designated driver back home.

But. Welcome to the chaos. Or as welcome as we can be.