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[ When the feed comes on, Jo's leaning over the counter of a bar. Wichita's bar, Space Babylon, if anyone recognizes it from that alone. ]

Just to send out a heads up, but I'm gonna take over management of the bar for a few weeks. Same hours, same everything, I'll just be your one and only.

[ Have a very proud, 'I suddenly have all the power' kind of smiles. ]

Name's Jo, if you're interested. And before you start asking, no. I don't know where Wichita is. She just told me to take over and I did. [ they have that kind of agreement. ]

Though if anyone's got some free time and would like to hang around and bounce, it would be much appreciated. As much as I wanna run this place entirely on my own...thanks, but no thanks. And yeah. That's it.

[ And Jo gives a sort of wave/salute/what have you as she cuts the feed back off again. ]

[[ ooc: and here's the open bar log for anyone who wants to come by and hang out with jo, or throw up an open tag or anything. Jo will probably be hanging around, chatting it up with any and everyone. Free alcohol, guys, how can you say no. ]]

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As long as there aren't any problems, yeah.

We calling 'he's a dumbass and nothing's broke but like maybe a finger' a problem? Because I got issues with people who grab before I say go.

[ well at least she's up front. ]

More like we're calling him a problem if he gets that far in the first place.

Or if it's only a finger.

Fair enough. I can handle that.

...yeah, I try not to play rough with the other kids these days. It's a fairness thing.

[ and a 'not murdering them' thing, but details. ]

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There we shouldn't have any problems at all.

[ Jo snorts a little, nodding. ]

How nice of you, giving them a chance.

I rock some extras. It's more a "people get mad when I break them" kind of deal, and for me people break easy.

[ helpful and thorough explanation, that. ]

[ quite. ]

I can't imagine why.

Could be the breaking, just a guess.

[ her sense of humor is fucking awful. ]

Faith.

[ what are manners or polite intros? ]

Probably a good one.

[ yes but it's the same as Jo's so obviously this is a perfect match. ]

Jo.

Always been more the muscle type than brains, but it happens.

[ this can only end in tears, probably from the rest of the ship

faith loves it already ]

You got it, boss.

[ this is her idea of teasing ]

Muscle types are more useful to me anyway. I've had my fair share of geniuses, and they're a little too... [ Just going to swirl her finger around her ear.

She's talking about Ash, specifically, but it rings fairly true for most. ]

I'm nobody's boss yet. Unless you count Wall-E. [ the rumba. ]

Stuck up their own asses about falling apart old books nobody else can even freaking read?

[ she's only saying, wes. ]

If it works out, then you got two.

Books, sometimes laptops. Either way, it's stuck and it's not coming out.

[ have an eyebrow lift. ]

Two? [ a pause, and then a shrug. ] I think I could do that.

Pretty sure the tea and scone brigade think the internet's something you can... I don't know, catch fish in. 'Least yours isn't all about wishing we still used sticks to kick ass and nothing else.

[ over-exaggeration, but watchers are lame unless faith personally approves them, this is her story and she's sticking to it. ]

First time's always hard, I hear.

Mine's more in with the tech age, but it doesn't go beyond that. He likes his beer and his laptop and his [ air quotes time ] office.

I wouldn't know, but I'll probably find out soon enough.

Nerds, man.

[ she secretly loves nerds, tell no one. ]

...I'm Faith. [ since what are manners and offering your name at socially correct prompts ]

Seriously.

[ dude, so does jo. and she's missing her's hardcore right now. ]

Jo. [ manners are for squares, and they are not squares. ] So when do you wanna start working?

...tomorrow all right? I got a patrol tonight, bosslady'd be pissed if I skipped out to go work another job.

[ give her a second. ]

Jesus Christ, me and a job. Me and two jobs. This ship's freaking weird.

Works for me. I'll be here either way.

[ but then she snorts a little, shrugging. ]

If it makes you feel any better, it's not like I'm paying you. So it's not a real job.

Feeling more like home already. You start talking destiny and sacred duty to me, I'm out.

[ jo, she likes you. ]

Sacred what? [ she laughs, raising an eyebrow. ] You mean like your mystical duty to make sure drunk douchebags don't get too handsy?

[ the sarcasm. you could cut it with a knife. ]

[ that gets a genuine laugh, low and husky. ( the beginnings of obviously cigarette-wrecked, not that the ship lets her smoke much anymore. ) ] Long as that's all you try and sell me on, we're square.

At the moment? Its the only thing I actually need.

[ the laugh makes her smile, though. ~beautiful friendship~ ]

That's what I like to hear-- keep those expectations low, maybe I end up employee of the month or something.

[ so the ship is doomed basically. ]

[ faith, you do realize the other employees consist of a kid who isn't even old enough to drink, jo and wichita, and tony stark, alcoholic extraordinaire. expectations are below zero at this point. ]

Yeah, 'cept there're no parking spots right up front for you. Sorry about that.

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