Ten Forward

[imperious_lex]

Not too long after his introduction to the rest of the crew, Lex slipped away to head back to the Lounge area. That particular part of the ship had been his main workspace for several months now. He knew he would have to share that space one day, and he was certainly prepared for it.

Lex was, at the end of the day, a businessman. As any good businessman would tell you, the biggest deals are never negotiated in the board room. They're done on the golf course, the tennis courts, but more often than not, in the smoke filled backroom of a high end bar. Alcohol was always good for soothing frayed nerves, loosening tongues, and getting people to agree on things they normally wouldn't.

And now Lex had his own bar to conduct business. Actually, he had his own bar and lounge as a business now. Yes, a business. That meant that the booze and smokes that he had were not free anymore.

This is Lex Luthor here, did you think he'd give away all his booze for nothing?

Luckily, he was aware that people are running low on cash, but money isn't the only thing of value around here. His asking price was simple. He'd make any drink you want, even non-alcoholic ones (and given that he had spent some time mixing and matching liquor and juices from different universes, he can mix dozens drinks you never even thought of), and all you have to do...

"So, tell me about yourself."

...is have a conversation with him.

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[wheresmysuit.livejournal.com]

Nate had been wandering around the newly opened areas of the ship. Some were interesting. Some weren't so. But at least he'd be familiar with them. The last place he came across however, was the Lounge. He hadn't seen Lex come back with the Bridge Team. Didn't know that he was supposedly a bad man. All he knew was that, this person he hadn't seen on the ship before (which was totally understandable taking into account the size of the ship and its number of occupants) was asking about him.

He chuckled wryly when he heard the question, shaking his head a little. "Nothing much to tell. Trust me. What about you?"

[imperious_lex]

Lex smirked at the kid. Teenagers, always with the confidence issues. "Now that can't be the case. There has to be something to tell about yourself. You can start with your name.

"So what'll you have, Mister...?"

[dreamstolights.livejournal.com]

Selene had come to check out the place. And there he was. Someone who was...so familiar. So very, very familiar. But something was off.

Of course she wasn't so good with ages to place someone who was a few decades younger than the Lex Luthor she's seen on TV.

"I'm actually looking around," Selene said, leaning on the bar to look at the drinks. "I don't drink myself. But I'm fine with a conversation if you can tell me your name. I'm Selene Jones."

[imperious_lex]

"Curiosity is an admirable trait." Or insufferable. It all depends on whether you were the one looking, or being looked in to.

"And I'd be glad for the conversation. I'm Lex Luthor, proprietor of this humble establishment."

[wolf-that-grins.livejournal.com]

"Does 'I think you suck' count?"

[imperious_lex]

"Mr. Allen, if I remember correctly." At the very least, he looked just like the Bart Allen who had been a thorn in his side.

"I thought you were all about the speed. The werewolf trick is new."

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"I'm Mr. Wednesday," this old man says, with that certain friendly, supremely inoffensive blandness about him that could come only from long experience. "You're an interesting man, Mr. Luthor."

[imperious_lex]

"I'm just a simple businessman," he stated, in that almost but not quite genuinely humble way.

"And you look like an interesting man yourself. I bet you've seen quite a few things over lifetime."

[ranger-jo.livejournal.com]

Jo was checking out the newer areas of the ship - basically adding them to her layout of places she needed to keep an eye on.

She had to admit that the lounge was impressive - more so because it actually had good stuff to drink. Though, she's openly wary about the guy running the place. More so since she'd heard there were versions of him being a badass supervillian.

"In my world I'm a sheriff's deputy and a former Army Ranger," she tells him, giving him a look that all but says she will break him in half if he looks at her sideways. "What more do you need to know?"

[imperious_lex]

Lex only offered a welcome smile in return. He could be quite the host when he wanted to be.

"Not a whole lot. Though I would like to know your name, and what you want to drink."

[actuallyahero.livejournal.com]

"That'd depend a great deal on what you want to know," Shadow Link said. He wanted to know his new terrain.

So here he was.

"And what would you recommend as a good drink?" He seemed a bit young to be drinking.

He just wasn't on his world. Not that it mattered too much, seeing as he didn't really have a 'normal constitution.'

[imperious_lex]

A bit young to be drinking, but its not as if he was driving or anything of the sort. And Lex never did give a damn about the laws anyway.

"For you? Hmm..." He looked like the kind of kid who could use a decent ale. "Try this. Tell me what you think of it, Mister...?"

[doctor-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

Jean had already met Lex in a way... And she certainly already knew a lot about him. Probably more than she really wanted.

She looks at him though with an arched eyebrow. "I'm Doctor Grey, I'm incharge of the medbay." And that's basically all he's going to get from her at the moment.

"Would it be possible to have a glass of water?" No, no drinking for Jean. How sad.

[imperious_lex]

"And a telepath, among other talents, but we all ready established that." He did pour her the glass of water, though. And managed to not spit in it either.

"Now, to be fair, you have to give me a bit more information than that. You went diving around in my brain, I think that entitles me to know about a few things going on in yours."

[daaayum.livejournal.com]

A girl with nine fingers plops down at the bar.

"Don't care what it is, don't care what it tastes like, I want something with the highest proof you've got that won't kill a normal human on the spot."

[imperious_lex]

Some things you just don't question. At least not right away.

So, here Leela, have this. It's purple, it has a strong smell, it could probably strip the paint off the door, and Lex made it a double.

[redeyes_andblue]

"Why didn't you warn anyone earlier?"

That would be Sheik, answering a query with an unrelated query. And he might also be giving Lex a really quite distrustful look, too.

[imperious_lex]

"Because I expected them to be smart enough to avoid the traps on their own." Not to mention that he had been quite busy on his end.

"And who might you be?"

[bostonbeatcop.livejournal.com]

"I'm a private detective from Boston, my son and my whole world are dead. Give me a scotch and leave the bottle." Robert slumps over on the bar.

[imperious_lex]

"I suppose that's one way to look at the situation."

Here you go, Rob, you get one of the cheaper brands of scotch. It's nothing personal, but if you're looking simply to get drunk, rather than to enjoy the liquor, Lex isn't going to waste the good stuff on you.

[speedforbrains.livejournal.com]

Bart frowned. "I'm Impulse, I'm really fast, and I don't want anything with poison in it."

[imperious_lex]

"Bart, right?" Obviously not the one from his world, but close enough. "That is what Slobo called you, I believe."

[kawalskyeffect.livejournal.com]

"I'm Major Charles Kawalsky. What else you want to know before I can have a drink?" One track mind here.

[imperious_lex]

Well, since you asked... "You have to tell me something a bit more interesting than that, Major. I'm sure a man like you has a few glorious war stories to tell."

[is-the-ultimate.livejournal.com]

With most of the ship open, Shadow wanted to know his terrain. If anything, it would make Chaos Controlling from one place to another easier without either getting stuck in a wall or launched out into space. Finding the bar and the cueball-headed man there prompted him to come inside... and see what he had to offer.

And right now, he wouldn't mind a drink.

"Who am I?" Shadow said, scoffing a bit. "Shadow the Hedgehog."

[imperious_lex]

That got him to raise his eyebrows. "...you don't look like any hedgehog I've ever seen."

[hunters-luck.livejournal.com]

Considering how her stay so far had gone, Mara was far too easily tempted by the idea of something as familiar as a bar. She paused when she spotted the lounge in her wandering. After a second of thought, she diverted to walk in, heading to the bar and taking a seat out of long standing habit.

"Please tell me that there are drinks for the grown ups here."

[imperious_lex]

"Today must be your lucky day because there are." Lex motioned towards the wall of liquor that he had behind him. "I like to keep something for everyone, Ms...?"

[venominsilicon.livejournal.com]

Gauron's taking a short break from making sure the Weapons and Possessions logs are properly updated; the fact that he hasn't had a real cup of tea in months is starting to bug him a little, so he finds his way up to the Lounge. He figures this will also serve as an excellent opportunity to find out more about the new guy Kon was all but crapping his pants over in the comm channel. "Not a lot to tell, really - back in my world, I'm just a simple businessman." Lex has probably dealt with people like Gauron before, albeit never directly - someone in Lex's position probably has people who talk to the people who talk to the people who talk to the mercenaries for him, to keep him from getting his hands dirty. However, Gauron does look a lot less intimidating with a mug of hot tea; his gray-green eyes drift shut in contentment as he sips from it, though there's still the usual undercurrent of predatory alertness in his body.

[imperious_lex]

Lex has dealt with the grunts directly before. Sometimes its just more efficient to cut out the middleman.

Gauron earned a smirk from Lex. "Funny thing, so am I. So what business were you in?"

[captain-jtk.livejournal.com]

Kirk's visiting the bar, just to got a better idea about Lex himself and because he really could use a drink after the last few weeks, "I'll take some Suarian Brandy, on the rocks if you can."

He smiles tightly, "Very interesting stockpile you've got here, Mister Luthor."

[imperious_lex]

"It's quite the collection I inherited," he agreed. The previous crew took great pains to collect liquor from every corner of every world.

Including Suarian Brandy. Enjoy a glass, Kirk.

"You know, I'm curious about something... considering that this crew can barely agree on anything, how did you manage to become the acting first officer?"

[clear-horizons.livejournal.com]

"Mister Luthor," Picard said, entering the Lounge. "I hope you don't terribly mind, but I did take the two bottles of Chateau de Picard you had in your collection. Given that they were from my family's vineyard, regardless of the truth or not of our home realities' existence, they're something I'd rather have on hand for a special occasion." He did pull up one bottle, however, setting it on the counter.

"However, I will share this one with you, if you'd like, for the same price as you would charge for me for one of your own drinks."

[imperious_lex]

Shrewd, Jean-Luc. Very, very shrewd.

"Curious about the man half the crew believes to be the worst villain in the world?"

Alright, he'll bite. Two wine glasses are set on the bar.

"I'm afraid you might be disappointed if you're looking for me to regale you with stories of my evil schemes of world domination gone wrong, though. I'm merely a businessman, I'm afraid."

[bored-admiral.livejournal.com]

Spaurh drops by the bar, nursing a slight headache. However she perks slightly as she slides into a seat, "A glass of wine, although I'm curious about your prices..."

[imperious_lex]

"Money isn't everything," he stated. "There are other things worth trading."

It was a brief evaluation, but Lex figured her for someone who enjoyed the finer things in life. So a glass of a finely aged Merlot is soon before her.

[jin-xuandi.livejournal.com]

Sima Yi's not exactly in a talky mood. "Surely you've grown tired of hearing different versions of the same story by now." He'd been planning to cut his drinking back down to a reasonable level, but under the circumstances, he figures it's acceptable to put that off until tomorrow. "My world is gone, I don't know what's become of my family, and I could really use a cup of wine."

[imperious_lex]

"Actually I've heard a number of wildly different stories. This is quite the eclectic bunch on this ship."

Being sober is bad for business, so let Lex help you be more on the drunk end of things. Have some wine, my good fellow.

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

Ah, what a wonderful opportunity. The act of drinking was far too sacred to a Fremen than to accomplish in the market place and thus she had no experience of bars, but Sheeana had learned the protocol from Darwi. It was simply not something a seductress in training could do without.

Opening: "I am Sheeana Brugh, Mother Superior of the Bene Gesserit order and I wonder if that Caladanian wine was ransacked from you along with your maps and information?"

[imperious_lex]

"Ah, a Mother Superior." Interesting. A religious cleric of some sort.

He briefly looked through his collection "And what do you know? It looks like this survived the raid." So you can enjoy your glass of Caladanian wine.

He took a moment to look her over before pouring her a glass. "No offense, but you look rather young to be a mother." But not too young to drink. Even if she was under twenty one.

[morewildcherry.livejournal.com]

"First of all? If we're going to be talking, the last thing you probably want to hear about is me, unless you're suddenly interested in former muffin peddlers."

Off to a great start, Lois.

She hated him, for all the crap he pulled over the years, for all the crap he's GOING to pull in other universes, for what his company continued to do even after he bit the dust. Lois couldn't think of someone who deserved to be considered special less than him, save for that freak who ran off with her cousin and Hitler.

But as much as she hated him, she could really go for a beer and a monster truck rally, and if she couldn't have them both together, she'd at least get one. Seeing as she was probably never going to have another Friday night poker/drinking session with the guys from the precinct, she was going to have to relish what was available.

Lex Luthor holding that above her head didn't stop her from being standoffish, regardless.

"And second? Give me a six pack."

[imperious_lex]

"You..." He didn't bother hiding it in his tone. Out of all the people from his universe that they could've saved, they picked her? As if there was anything about Lois worth saving.

[starlightace]

"Well, what do you want to know?" Nanoha smiles across the bar at him. "If it helps, I'd prefer something nonalcoholic at the moment."

[imperious_lex]

"Funny. Most other people seem intent on drowning their sorrows in alcohol; using it to anesthetize the wounds on their soul." But he was willing to bet that this girl wasn't much of a drinker even on the best of days. But he did have a lot of fruit juices (and fruit flavored juices) so mixing her something tasty and alcohol free wasn't an issue.

"And you can tell me whatever it is you want to tell me, but it might help to start with your name."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Even Brainiac 5 is a sucker for real food and real drinks. Admittedly, he doesn't imbibe any of the alcoholic variety, but he's tempted to, at the moment. B5's body has been prepared for burial, and is shielded in the locked Special Weapons Lab, with one of the others guarding it and keeping an eye out--everyone had hounded him to get some food and rest. After that confusing...moment with Brenda, he could possibly use a strong drink even more so, but he generally despises mind-altering substances.

The green alien floats up to the bar in a rather uncanny fashion, his feet a foot or two above the floor, hands clasped behind his back and stops a few feet away from the bar to land lightly.

"I require a drink and sustenance. I'm not sure if you're aware of it, but I was the individual that knocked you unconscious during the fight. I assure you it wasn't personal--it merely seemed the most prudent course of action to take at the time, given everyone's inclination to argue pointlessly."

He tilts his head. "Taking that into account, will you still provide service? Humans are so often prone to holding needless grudges."

[imperious_lex]

Lex thought about that for a moment.

"Well, considering how things went ever so spectacularly after I was knocked out, I'd be willing to forgive. Knowing that a member of this crew might have lived had you not knocked me out must be punishment enough." Twiiiiiist the knife, just a little more.

"So what'll you have?"

[shes-intense.livejournal.com]

Brenda comes into the room at the sort of pace that implies she's there to get somethinng done and get out - fast sharp strides and a look on her face that could kill.

She stops cold about arms reach from Luthor, surveying his collection of drinks. Okay, she's shakier than she thought...

"I'm Brenda. You have any tequila?"

[imperious_lex]

That was a rather... interesting approach.

"Awfully young for tequila, Brenda," he noted. Yet that didn't stop him from pouring the young lady a shot.

[hero-sting.livejournal.com]

There was something really wrong here, with this man. It made him think of Xaviax, strangely enough. But deciding to answer the question anyway, half curious/half slightly amused Chris answered. Chris came searching the new areas but found the lounge, oddly enough.

"Nothing really to tell, really. Ex-marine. Yourself? And something non-alcoholic, please." He just hoped that he actually bought it, the less that knew about the Kamen Riders the better.