Post by robertarmstrong on Sept 25, 2011 14:22:06 GMT -8
When Robert stepped onto DS9 he felt starved, exhausted and sorry for the woman that had lost her life, all for a little glory, an adventure. It was nothing new, Ephiny was just another gal in her own class, he had seen plenty and was not about to mourn her now, he had done so already.
Strutting into Quarks, he observed the busy establishment, wondering if any of them noticed that their owner had gone. In her short time, Ephiny had ran things differently than Quark had, he didn't know if for the better or worse but all that was in the past. This place was his.
Robert could just go around the back but there was something he wanted to do since he first got back to the station a while back. Making his way past the many patrons he walked behind the bar, many people stopped to look at him and the bouncer was already on his way over.
The miner grinned, shrugged off his backpack, grabbed an empty glass and began to pour himself a drink, "What do you think you're doing?!" One of the bartenders asked but Robert ignored her. The glass brushed against his lips and he felt a sudden grip on the front of his shirt.
Robert smiled at the bouncer who had grabbed him before being thrown over the bar and crashing into a table, sendind strips of bets all over the place, immedietely a large squabble of people tackled the ground to grab some of the fortune that couldn't possibly be traced back to who had earned or cheated for them.
Groaning as he stood, Robert again felt the large hands of the bouncer on his shirt, this time Rob grinned up at the large guy and brought his knee up and smacked him in the groin, the bouncer dropped Robert, tumbled and fell backwards.
"You're fired for hitting your employer, sorry." Robert grinned at the turtle rolling bouncer who stopped, blinked. "Your not the boss!" He screamed, still in agony but Robert had already flashed the ferengi device with both Ephiny and his imprint.
"Wanna bet?" Robert couldn't help but laugh as someone raced past him with a bundle of gold latnium. He didn't care, from what he had seen, Ephiny had been doing well financially and a few profit losses for a few minutes was worth his grand entrance into the business.
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Strutting into Quarks, he observed the busy establishment, wondering if any of them noticed that their owner had gone. In her short time, Ephiny had ran things differently than Quark had, he didn't know if for the better or worse but all that was in the past. This place was his.
Robert could just go around the back but there was something he wanted to do since he first got back to the station a while back. Making his way past the many patrons he walked behind the bar, many people stopped to look at him and the bouncer was already on his way over.
The miner grinned, shrugged off his backpack, grabbed an empty glass and began to pour himself a drink, "What do you think you're doing?!" One of the bartenders asked but Robert ignored her. The glass brushed against his lips and he felt a sudden grip on the front of his shirt.
Robert smiled at the bouncer who had grabbed him before being thrown over the bar and crashing into a table, sendind strips of bets all over the place, immedietely a large squabble of people tackled the ground to grab some of the fortune that couldn't possibly be traced back to who had earned or cheated for them.
Groaning as he stood, Robert again felt the large hands of the bouncer on his shirt, this time Rob grinned up at the large guy and brought his knee up and smacked him in the groin, the bouncer dropped Robert, tumbled and fell backwards.
"You're fired for hitting your employer, sorry." Robert grinned at the turtle rolling bouncer who stopped, blinked. "Your not the boss!" He screamed, still in agony but Robert had already flashed the ferengi device with both Ephiny and his imprint.
"Wanna bet?" Robert couldn't help but laugh as someone raced past him with a bundle of gold latnium. He didn't care, from what he had seen, Ephiny had been doing well financially and a few profit losses for a few minutes was worth his grand entrance into the business.
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