Drinking it up

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Well, Ruffnut would be anyway. Hit Girl couldn't and definitely wouldn't drink anything alcoholic: as far as she knew, drinking dulled the senses, and that was something she couldn't afford. Maintaining the persona of two different people on the ship was no easy job, and it required her remembering herself and what she could and could not say.

Instead, she'd save a spot for her sparring partner to pop over and talk and converse. If the barmaid came over, she guessed she could order a soda or something. If anyone else wanted to converse with a ten year old girl wearing a superhero outfit though, they were more than welcome.

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Dean shrugged at that since yeah sometimes he wondered about it himself. "Yeah well, I've set up training sims in the Sensoriums." It's the only way he can stand being in there at times since it's too fake usually for his tastes.

He glanced from side to side, "I got easier access to them. Perks of Security, but I know they're still not letting kids on it."

He snorted, "yeah, you wait long enough, it'll be ready when you're legal to drink it."

[hit-girl-mindy.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that in a minute the moment I see it," Hit Girl said. "The moment I've been here I've felt uneasy about the whole evil aliens looming in the background. Who wouldn't?"

She scoffed here. "Yeah, I'm not running to go join Security. After that run in with the Major, I figure I can do a little better than trying to help out adult who think I'll be a liability. Better on my own."

Hit Girl snickered. "Figures. And I just bet no one can magic alcohol either, or you guys would have them here twenty four seven."