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Booze, Smoke and Games! [Open]

Things had settled down, people were slowly getting out of medbay and stuff seemed to be getting back to the status quo. So what would the ship's chillaxed rebel be doing? Best thing he can do! Drink, smoke and play games over at Hunter's Pad. The fouorth floor being his own suite kind of helped if he needed to crash after playing too hard... if that ever happened.

For now, he'd focus on drinking while playing a rail shooter, while smoking and listening to hardcore trance. Alice was propped up on the game's dashboard and Miguel was at the bar. Even Lil had been brought along but it looked as if she was 'drawing'? On a nearby table.

[[ooc: Feel free to interact with the dolls as well, they'll totally respond!]]

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Splicer chuckled, "You could say that, they're my friends. Alice, this is Punchy, remember the cool dude I told ya 'bout?"

Alice simply turned to him, her face seemed to almost be studying him. "Somehow I thought he'd be taller, but he is quite a cutie~" she mused, a teasing tone in her voice.

"That little tyke over there on the table is Lil, and you might have passed Miguel over at the bar downstairs."

Oh, Splicer, you have just made Punchy's week. He loves when people talk about him when he's not in the room. He even blushes a little when Alice talks to him.

Sometimes he wishes Puppet talked to him. Then they could be like buddy cops.

"Where'd you get these guys? I only got the one, dug her up in my backyard. Call her Lulu."

"They've always been with me, only people who I had watching my back and even now they do as well." Of course to Splicer, they were people.

"Lulu huh? Cute name, I'm sure she'd get along well with Lil."

"They activated through your brain or they got their own gig?" He straightens Puppet's habit. "Yeah, after my sister. She was a Lucy but it seems a bit gank to take a name direct."

"Hm? They're their own person of course, and yeah, jus' a bit." he laughed at the latter comment. "Lulu's pretty sweet anyways."

Alice moved some of her hair off her small, doll face and spoke in her usual, playful albeit a tad sultry tone. "Each and everyone of us darling, after all, we've been his teammates for as long as we can remember~"

"Yeah? How long's that?" Punchy doesn't seem all that fazed talking to a puppet. He holds conversations with his all the time. Granted, she doesn't talk back...

Alice does the equivalent of a teasing sigh and laughs a little, "Now now, that would give my age away and that wouldn't be proper now would it? Let's just say it's been enough to have things be treated like a family... since Sevee here wouldn't let me keep him for myself~"

Splicer chuckled and shook his head, "You know protocol Alice, can't be getting in relationships with co-workers."

Alice made a pouty noise and laughed a bit, "Always so cold Sevee~"

"Well, we all coworkers on this boat, if you think about it. At least, you know, soldiers together. Let's not knock shacking up with our homies quite yet, dawg," he says, giving Splicer an affectionate punch in the shoulder.

Splicer laughs and nodded once, raising an eyebrow, "Yanno, ya got a point there bro... I didn't think of it that way."

Alice laughed in turn, "Yanno? I like him more and more. He would have made an pleasant addition to tha Shadow Blade hon."

"Shadow what now?" he asks, grinning. He does so like it when people say he should be part of a superhero team or whatever she's suggesting.

Splicer raised a brow and looked at Alice, but soon just smiled, they weren't in Korhal anymore, their team and protocol was non-existent considering their universe got swallowed so secrecy didn't matter.

"It was our cell, we were all part of black ops back when we were in the Dominion."

"Black ops sounds pretty tight, man. In the brutal, waste a mofo kind of way. Was it?"

"Pretty much. Miguel downstairs is heavy artillery, assault and explosives. Lil over there is psionic specialist and special tactics, Miss Alice here is negotiations, mind control and close combat expertise. Me? I did a bit of everything," he laughed.

"My main specialty was dopplegangering, infiltration and sniper."

Punchy has zero idea what doppelgangering is, but he understands the rest of it. "So who were you fighting?"

And Splicer knew it, but he wouldn't be against to explain it to a friend of course if he asked.

"Eh, everyone," Splicer shrugged and he downed the last bit of his drink and flung the bottle to the trash, stopping it mid-air and let it hover down into the bin. "Humans, other Terrans, the Toss, the Zerg, and every other alien race in the universe. The Dominion had a shit ton of enemies, Ol' Emperor Megnsk made sure of that."

Punchy shifts kind of uncomfortably, feeling like somehow, somewhere along the line, the conversation had changed to something he didn't like so much. "But you believed in the Dominion's whole credo, right?"

"Don't get me wrong, he had his peoples best intentions in mind... but that was it." He raised an eyebrow, feeling the discomfort his friend was emitting, "I can't say I agreed with everything he did no, and the roads with the best intentions are always paved with wrong decisions as far as history has shown. But truthfully? He was no different than any other leader. He was just more upfront about it all."

Not to mention when you first 'enter' the ghost program, you're sorta forced to like your government.

"So you were just...what, working for the green?" Punchy wants to believe the best of Splicer, but the more he hears the more he thinks their ideologies may not line up at all.

"Wellll.... You could say that..." He shrugs and looks over to Alice, a tight lipped smirk on his face before sighing. "We didn't really have a choice in the matter..."

Alice shifts a bit in her spot, her voice a bit lower than before. "Sevee..."

He waves a hand dismissively and leans back on the game booth, looking up in thought. "See, the problem with the Dominion, and almost all Terran governments is that if you're in the military, chances are you didn't volunteer per say... Specially not us black ops."

He paused for a moment, taking another cigarette and lighting it up before continuing. "Got taken from our homes as kids, put in re-socialization and given this nifty chip that pretty much governs what you can and can't do. Any step out of bounds from Dominion jurisdiction and ya get zapped and thrown back into the zombie vat."

"Not that that really matters none does it? I guess if we really wanted ta be free, woulda been easy'nuff to jus' turn the gun around an' pull the trigger..." He frowned but shook his head, taking a long drag of his cig and turning back to Punchy, shades back up his nose. "But I don' need ta be boring ya with such crap yeah? Unless you're all interested an' whatnot."

"No, I mean, it's cool and all..." He fiddles with Puppet's habit a bit nervously. He feels bad for having come across as self-righteous, now that he knows. He'll never know what it's like to have your whole childhood stolen like that. To be so totally under someone else's thumb. "That must've been pretty brutal."

He smiled, "Hey don't sweat it bro, I had these misfits with me. They kept me human." Which meant a lot for him, considering he was so close so many times to losing his sanity.

Alice and Lil both wave, nodding their heads once.

"Yeah, still, though." He stretches his back, looking for a change in subject. He feels insensitive - worse, he feels inadequate. "You comin' to the rap battle?"

"'Course I am bud, wouldn't miss it! Should be interestin' ta see 'em peeps get wasted. But I think I'll be more amused by the ones that don't know what it is and might still participate." Change of subject was a-okay with him. Sometimes speaking of the past lowered his defenses greatly and it didn't fare well later on.

"I'm just hoping there's some opponents can step with me. But I don't know, maybe some peeps can get into something they never knew about. Seems no one on here but you's familiar with any of the good stuff." He shrugs. "If I gotta hear one more person asking me to define 'shawty', I'ma pop someone"

Splicer chuckled, then laughed shaking his head. "I hear ya, hey, maybe you're right and you'll encourage and show other people something new and chill ta do and enjoy. I'm hopin' you get some too yanno, cause I know I ain't one ta do much rappin'... I'll take ya on any day at tha turn-table tho."

He grinned wide and gave him a thumbs up.

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