Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-24123288-20190918151011

"Whiskey."

"C'mon, Odessa you've had enough."

"Please."

"Ugh. Fine. But this is it, don't want to find you dead in some alleyway."

A drink slid Odessas way as she snorted and rested her chin in the palm of her hand.

"You'd be the only who'd care, and that's only cause I'm your best customer."

The old Dunmer behind the bar chuckled as the sounds of ash lightly hit the roof, couldn't afford nets in this part of Vivec.

"Well, yes. But you're a good woman. City'd be worse off with you gone."

Odessa sighed and gave the barman a nod.

"Yes but, after getting caught out by the Director, I can't...really make much of a difference anymore. It's only a matter of time until I get an assignment off planet. No doubt they'll be praying I die out there, so they can be rid of me."

The Barman nodded again, wiping at a glass as he looked around. This late, he was supposed to be closed and in bed, but Odessa was a special customer. She often said she did her best thinking here, in the middle of the night and drunk out her face.

He was pulled away from his musing when Odessa spoke up again.

"If I do have to go off planet, I'll pay you a bunch to send me your whiskey. Should keep you afloat til I get back."

"Well, thank you, Odessa. I appreciate that."

"You've always been good to me, Telmar. I owe it to ya."

Telmar nodded and glanced over to the door, seemed someone was walking past.

"Right. I should probably go." Odessa lamented. "Before the ash gets any worse.."