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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"?

[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.

[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.

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.]

[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. ]

[rushing_by]

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

[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.