"That robot couldn't plan it's way out of a wet paper bag."
The bar isn't really Peter's favorite hang zone, but after a long and unexpectedly emotional chat with Qubit about the benefits of sitting the fuck down for five minutes, he's looking for ways to unwind. Just get his relax on, all that good shit. So he rolls in with a tool box, because finally fixing tequila sunrise-bot sounds relaxing to him, but of course he has to save it from being pummeled by an angry bar patron first. Ah well, this is fine.
He pauses mid-step though as soon as he realizes that he totally recognizes this lady. She wasn't someone he'd spoken too very often, but he was sure he knew her from Hadriel. He points at her in that AH-HAH I KNOW YOU sort of way, "wait, it- it's Rey, right?"
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The bar isn't really Peter's favorite hang zone, but after a long and unexpectedly emotional chat with Qubit about the benefits of sitting the fuck down for five minutes, he's looking for ways to unwind. Just get his relax on, all that good shit. So he rolls in with a tool box, because finally fixing tequila sunrise-bot sounds relaxing to him, but of course he has to save it from being pummeled by an angry bar patron first. Ah well, this is fine.
He pauses mid-step though as soon as he realizes that he totally recognizes this lady. She wasn't someone he'd spoken too very often, but he was sure he knew her from Hadriel. He points at her in that AH-HAH I KNOW YOU sort of way, "wait, it- it's Rey, right?"