Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 10:36:24 GMT -8
He watched as the other seemed to disagree and Myles threw him a funny look. As far as he could be concerned, Polo was a good sport to let your anger out and yet attempt to restrain it enough to control the direction of a little ball and the horse you were riding beneath. It was a complex sport in that sense.
"Her loss," he shrugged
"But I don't see why she would object. Besides, if things get tense you can always leave."
"Can't say I like it when others don't keep their word," he nodded and then paused before he nodded at the man again albeit just one firm nod of his head as they came to an agreement though he left it to Loch to sort out when.
"J'st let me know when you're gonna go an' I'll swing by,"
He smiled before he continued with his task and then checked his padd with the daily list of tasks he had to complete before his 'shift' was over. He didn't really have set shifts in the same sense as others did but he usually was on duty more in the afternoon and evening than mornings.
"Well, seems like some of our crew is still on Risa."
Myles wasn't paying attention to Loch when he heard the man speak and he chuckled, "Aren't we all?" he replied with mirth, not seeing what the other was referring to in what he said. He couldn't deny he wouldn't mind going back, maybe getting a ride on those Arabian beauties.
"Do your patrons typically behave like this?"
"Huh?" he looked up at B'ranon and a frown crossed his features before he glanced towards the others in the room. His head tilted slightly when he caught sight of the two making out as if they were still in junior high. If memory served, those two wereordinarily just friends from what Myles had learned through pushy interactions and the sight of them now meant they had either faced the music or something was afoot.
He shrugged, "If we're talking on average here, not on your nelly," he replied, a curious twinge to his voice. The patrons all seemed to be acting a little less than he normally had accepted of them. Of the regulars at least. He couldn't say what passed for weird or unusual from those that didn't frequent the Lounges or Mess Hall.
TAG ; @branon,
"Her loss," he shrugged
"But I don't see why she would object. Besides, if things get tense you can always leave."
"Can't say I like it when others don't keep their word," he nodded and then paused before he nodded at the man again albeit just one firm nod of his head as they came to an agreement though he left it to Loch to sort out when.
"J'st let me know when you're gonna go an' I'll swing by,"
He smiled before he continued with his task and then checked his padd with the daily list of tasks he had to complete before his 'shift' was over. He didn't really have set shifts in the same sense as others did but he usually was on duty more in the afternoon and evening than mornings.
"Well, seems like some of our crew is still on Risa."
Myles wasn't paying attention to Loch when he heard the man speak and he chuckled, "Aren't we all?" he replied with mirth, not seeing what the other was referring to in what he said. He couldn't deny he wouldn't mind going back, maybe getting a ride on those Arabian beauties.
"Do your patrons typically behave like this?"
"Huh?" he looked up at B'ranon and a frown crossed his features before he glanced towards the others in the room. His head tilted slightly when he caught sight of the two making out as if they were still in junior high. If memory served, those two wereordinarily just friends from what Myles had learned through pushy interactions and the sight of them now meant they had either faced the music or something was afoot.
He shrugged, "If we're talking on average here, not on your nelly," he replied, a curious twinge to his voice. The patrons all seemed to be acting a little less than he normally had accepted of them. Of the regulars at least. He couldn't say what passed for weird or unusual from those that didn't frequent the Lounges or Mess Hall.
TAG ; @branon,