Dec 18, 2022 6:51 am
Petrochus Space Station
Ludus, Grebulom VIII
You are sitting at Cactusbottom Cafe inside Petrochus Space Station. You've just come back from saving the universe once again (well, ok, this time is was just preventing a faction war on Holocron Ceti between the Digitalizers and Analogians, but it could have led to the destruction of the universe! Maybe.) and are enjoying a nice round (or several) of drinks and some appetizers with your crew.
The space port is the size of a small town and shaped like a pentagon, with each side containing its own terminal dedicated to a different kind of space fare: diplomacy, military, science, commerce, and anything that doesn't fit in one of the other terminals. And of course each terminal has its own customs checks, rules, regulations, etc. etc. and so on. The best part of a mission is of course the drinks and meals afterwards where you can relax, chat, and of course species-watch the myriad of travelers from across the galaxy. Your food and drinks have just arrived, delivered by Cactusbottom Cafe's favorite waiter, Gustivitus grun Berryl, the six-armed, three-legged Bothogian from Jesperus Core. "Order's up, here's your usuals," he says through two mouths, each an octave apart. He has a tray for each of you in a hand, and some side-dishes in the sixth.
What are you all talking about currently and what did he set down in front of you?
Ludus, Grebulom VIII
You are sitting at Cactusbottom Cafe inside Petrochus Space Station. You've just come back from saving the universe once again (well, ok, this time is was just preventing a faction war on Holocron Ceti between the Digitalizers and Analogians, but it could have led to the destruction of the universe! Maybe.) and are enjoying a nice round (or several) of drinks and some appetizers with your crew.
The space port is the size of a small town and shaped like a pentagon, with each side containing its own terminal dedicated to a different kind of space fare: diplomacy, military, science, commerce, and anything that doesn't fit in one of the other terminals. And of course each terminal has its own customs checks, rules, regulations, etc. etc. and so on. The best part of a mission is of course the drinks and meals afterwards where you can relax, chat, and of course species-watch the myriad of travelers from across the galaxy. Your food and drinks have just arrived, delivered by Cactusbottom Cafe's favorite waiter, Gustivitus grun Berryl, the six-armed, three-legged Bothogian from Jesperus Core. "Order's up, here's your usuals," he says through two mouths, each an octave apart. He has a tray for each of you in a hand, and some side-dishes in the sixth.
What are you all talking about currently and what did he set down in front of you?