Ah... so this was a bar regularly frequented by an infinitely huge clearly-predatory snake-alien. That, he noted, literally no on else in the bar looked surprised to see, though most were watching in an idle sort of way. Sort of like they expected a show, or perhaps the eye was just naturally drawn to the huge fucking snake tail making its way down from the ceiling. It just kept coming! He forced his eye to tear away from it and look at the person who was actually speaking to him, well aware he was being rude by any race's standards.
It wasn't as though ey was being aggressive. And this was a public bar in the middle of Osiris. He'd been punked, clearly, and he didn't know to what extent yet, but ey was just talking. He didn't have to end his night early and scurry off like the terrified human he technically was, just because a giant snake had metaphorically and literally been dropped on him.
So while he briefly considered lying, ultimately, he went against it. Besides, waiting for someone just meant he'd be obliged to stay here longer rather than 'stand them up.'
"No," he replied, sitting down on a bar stool--though not the one he'd just vacated, directly next to em. "As you might have guessed, I'm just a tourist; I've only been on Osiris for a week. I just came in to drink; I liked the ambiance." The pre-snake ambiance anyway. He leaned onto the bar, crossing one knee over the other, considering. He had no idea what this alien was, but he hadn't been a space-farer for that long, and hadn't exactly had a formal education focused on alien races before that. He knew the basics, and what he'd picked up from years of service. None of that included more snake than one body really needed, let alone four arms.
He stiffened at the rather forward question, though, frowning. Was it obvious? Normally people never guessed, especially not when he was dolled up like this. A pretty face and long blonde hair had people wondering more when he wore trousers than when he wore dresses, which were considered a more hefty indicator of supposed gender. ...Oh, but not to aliens, maybe, if they weren't too familiar with humans. But how could ey not be? This was a very human colony.
"Normally, people at least buy me a few drinks before asking me that," he replied, archly but with enough of a smile to not be rude. Not that he really necessarily wanted to drink with the giant naga-thing. But he was a little curious, and maybe if ey was going to be asking rude questions about his genitals, he could get away with some rude anatomy questions of his own. He'd shared drinks with weirder aliens. Though perhaps not more dangerous ones, just by the looks of em.
It wasn't as though ey was being aggressive. And this was a public bar in the middle of Osiris. He'd been punked, clearly, and he didn't know to what extent yet, but ey was just talking. He didn't have to end his night early and scurry off like the terrified human he technically was, just because a giant snake had metaphorically and literally been dropped on him.
So while he briefly considered lying, ultimately, he went against it. Besides, waiting for someone just meant he'd be obliged to stay here longer rather than 'stand them up.'
"No," he replied, sitting down on a bar stool--though not the one he'd just vacated, directly next to em. "As you might have guessed, I'm just a tourist; I've only been on Osiris for a week. I just came in to drink; I liked the ambiance." The pre-snake ambiance anyway. He leaned onto the bar, crossing one knee over the other, considering. He had no idea what this alien was, but he hadn't been a space-farer for that long, and hadn't exactly had a formal education focused on alien races before that. He knew the basics, and what he'd picked up from years of service. None of that included more snake than one body really needed, let alone four arms.
He stiffened at the rather forward question, though, frowning. Was it obvious? Normally people never guessed, especially not when he was dolled up like this. A pretty face and long blonde hair had people wondering more when he wore trousers than when he wore dresses, which were considered a more hefty indicator of supposed gender. ...Oh, but not to aliens, maybe, if they weren't too familiar with humans. But how could ey not be? This was a very human colony.
"Normally, people at least buy me a few drinks before asking me that," he replied, archly but with enough of a smile to not be rude. Not that he really necessarily wanted to drink with the giant naga-thing. But he was a little curious, and maybe if ey was going to be asking rude questions about his genitals, he could get away with some rude anatomy questions of his own. He'd shared drinks with weirder aliens. Though perhaps not more dangerous ones, just by the looks of em.
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