Fʟᴛ. Lᴛ. Jᴇғғ "Jᴏᴋᴇʀ" Mᴏʀᴇᴀᴜ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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outsiderslogs2013-03-07 03:27 pm
airraid) wrote in outsiderslogs2013-03-07 03:27 pm
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gonna give your liver a workout. (CLOSED)
who. joker (airraid) & dr. chakwas (hacksaw)
what. gettin' their drank on.
where. joker's place.
when. shortly after the adjutant attack ended.
warnings.a lot of shit-talking and general debauchery the doc drinking joker under the table.
It had been about a day since all of those creepy-looking fuckers had been cleaned out of the streets, and for the most part, it looked like things were getting back normal on the station.
Or, well, as close to normal as Omega got, really. Joker wasn't entirely sure there was a normal for the place. Unless you counted vorcha camping out in dark alleys and krogan headbutting each other when they were having one of their little pissing contests about .. whatever it was they had pissing contests about. Who had bigger quads, or whatever.
He didn't really like thinking about it.
Still, things had died down, and when Dr. Chakwas had sent him a message saying that they should get together to celebrate making it through the apocalypse, he was all for it. Especially when she'd said she'd bring the alcohol. (Because let's face it - he was still a little too broke to be paying for anything that was actually fun.)
He sat on the couch in the central room - what passed for a living room, he supposed - staring at the vid screen on one wall and wondering if there was anything worth watching that wasn't Omega's version of the news, waiting for the good doctor to show up.
And then .. he was probably going to end up giving Tali a run for her money on how many toxin filters one could go through in one night. If he had the need for such a thing, that it.
airraid) & dr. chakwas (hacksaw)what. gettin' their drank on.
where. joker's place.
when. shortly after the adjutant attack ended.
warnings.
It had been about a day since all of those creepy-looking fuckers had been cleaned out of the streets, and for the most part, it looked like things were getting back normal on the station.
Or, well, as close to normal as Omega got, really. Joker wasn't entirely sure there was a normal for the place. Unless you counted vorcha camping out in dark alleys and krogan headbutting each other when they were having one of their little pissing contests about .. whatever it was they had pissing contests about. Who had bigger quads, or whatever.
He didn't really like thinking about it.
Still, things had died down, and when Dr. Chakwas had sent him a message saying that they should get together to celebrate making it through the apocalypse, he was all for it. Especially when she'd said she'd bring the alcohol. (Because let's face it - he was still a little too broke to be paying for anything that was actually fun.)
He sat on the couch in the central room - what passed for a living room, he supposed - staring at the vid screen on one wall and wondering if there was anything worth watching that wasn't Omega's version of the news, waiting for the good doctor to show up.
And then .. he was probably going to end up giving Tali a run for her money on how many toxin filters one could go through in one night. If he had the need for such a thing, that it.