Bar Songs
Zank sits at his workbench behind the stairs. The smell and hum of a sodering iron on the air. He hums to himself as he works an old Irish folk song he speakers the lyrics softly at parts in galiec and English. <English>
Kyoshiro arrives in the Cargo Bay and watches Zank work for a moment. "What are you working on?" He asks. <English>
Zank looks up and nods to Kyo "hey Kyo" he says looking at the small frame in front of him. "just a small piece to fix a part of the hydroponic garden" he says "and that's a relay for a detonator because I like to multitask" he chuckles in a better mood than previously obviously. <English>
Kyoshiro raises his brows, "Ah... well... alright." He seems to just be wandering around really, as if waiting for something to happen. <English>
Zank picks up on the oddness "should I be expecting something? you acting weirder than normal" <English>
"Just waiting to see if that Doctor shows up like she said she would." Kyoshiro says with a shrug. <English>
Zank nods and works on another part. "ya want a piece of wood to witel or something so you don't wear a hole in the desk?" <English>
Kyoshiro shakes his head as he places his hands behind his back. "No I'm fine. Thank you..." <English>
Zank looks over "should I get drinks out or something I mean this is the core don't want to be rude or what not" <English>
Kyoshiro shakes his head, "Somehow... I don't think she's the type to drink with the likes of us." <English>
Zank shrugs "you never know she could be like one of them rim world sympathetics or what not" he laughs <English>
Kyoshiro chuckles, "No definatly not one of those..." <English>
Zank laughs "you already talk to her cause I can meet her first if you want I can be that asshole" <English>
"I did. She's the senators daughter and why we're here." Kyoshiro explains <English>
Zank rolls his eyes "great" <English>
Zank is sitting at his work bench behind the stair case at the back wall of the cargo bay. He is working on several projects it seems the one in front of him seems to be a small cage like frame the other not far is small relay transmitter for who knows what. He hums to him self again an old Irish folk song his words low at times "come all ye no hopers....jokers....an rogues" he says as the soder iron in his hand ignites softly. <English>
Light footsteps fall upon the stairs as Willow descends into the cargo bay. Lifting a hand, she lightly brushes a bit of hair from her face. She can hear him singing, and she pauses to listen, her head tilting to one side. "'Tis a song I've not heard in many a moon," she comments, a thoughtful note coming to her voice. Stepping from the last stair, she moves around to take a peek beneath the stairs where he's working. <English>
Zank looks over his shoulder. He grins looking back at his work "old folk song, or sea shanty back on earth that was. My dad taught it to me...or was it my uncle..." he waves the thought away "ahh hell who knows" he says finishing a touch of metal work. The soft lyrics continue. "were on the road to nowhere let's find out were it goes" he says finishing the line. "Always seemed to fit well in my life's events" he laughs. "the Rouge and joker parts especially." he says setting the metal work aside and pulling up the relay transmitter. <English>
McGuire comes up from the ramp where his attention is more outside than in. He can hear the voices inside and knows them both. Worry is upon his face as he turns to look at both of you. "No sign of the Doctor yet. I'm not giving up hope, but she's over due, and knowing most doctors, that's not good." He turns back around a looks out at the dock again. He says aloud again, "It's a sea shanty. Sung by sailors of earth that was aboard sea going vessles." <English>
Zank speaks up "thank walking encyclopedia of all knowledge and wisdom you grace us again with your beautiful mind" his tone mocking yet funny. <English>
Zank adds "she might just be with her mother I mean I wouldn't wanna leave her side if she had been attacked" he says "least of whom with the folks that might have gotten her hurt" <English>
"Someone taught it to you, at least," Willow says, a smile turning at the corners of her lips. She slips her fingers into the pockets of the snug fitting blue jeans that she's wearing. "The road always goes to somewhere, though," she says, quirking a bit more of a smile as she watches him. She glances towards Fao, watching him for a moment and then giving a small nod at his words. "Late isn't necessarily bad. Things happen," she muses, giving a small nod. Then she looks to Zank once more. "What're you working on?" she asks. <English>
Kyoshiro is leaning against a crate off in the corner, "I prefer Shiver me Timbers..." <English>
McGuire turns to looks at Zank and in the same tune he used, begins to sing: "Come, all you no hopers, you jokers and rogues. We're on the road to nowhere, let's find out where it goes. It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows. Come, all you no hopers, you jokers and rogues.
"Leave all your furrows in the fields where they lie. Your factories and offices; kiss them all goodbye. Have a little faith in the dream maker in the sky. There's glory in believing him and it's all in the beholder's eye.
"Turn off your engines and slow down your wheels. Suddenly your master plan loses its appeal. Everybody knows that this reality's not real. O raise a glass to all things past and celebrate how good it feels.
"Awash on the sea of our own vanity. We should rejoice in our individuality. Though it's gale force, let's steer a course for sanity." He smiles and says "It's called Fisherman's Friends." Then turns back to the port to give it another look. <English>
McGuire adds, "I was taught it as a cuddet in the service. I'll never forget it." <English>
Kyoshiro speaks irrily from his corner, "Sailer man beware. Where there's money in the ground, there be murder in the air..." <English>
Zank looks at at Fao as he starts to sing and rolls his eyes singing below him "ya know maybe something good did come out of all this ya won't be able to upstage me anymore" he laughs and then looks to Willow " an you right road always does, but I prefer the sky to the road, way less traffic" he says winking with small laugh. He looks back to his work "just simple relay transmitter. Signal booster for long range activations. Never know wha your going to need to turn on from orbit. Bombs, crybaby's toaster ovens...." he shrugs "keeps me busy." he says "idle hands ya know" <English>
McGuire runs Kyo's tune through his head and says, "I heard that ditty in a vid display of pirates on the carabiane I believe. They made a few of those shows. I rooted for the pirates, but did it quietly to myself so as not to get demerits for cheering in the theater." He chuckles. "I'm sure it came some first, long before any movie, but sure fit that show." He sighs and says, "No sign of the doctor yet." He knows he's said that before, but it does seem to worry him. Two murders and an attack on the Senator, someone is not playing. <English>
The redheaded woman gives a soft chuckle, looking over to Fao as he sings the song out. Lifting one of her hands, she lightly draws her fingers through her hair, tussling it slightly. Shifting her weight, she leans a touch against the stairway behind her. "Idle hands are the devil's work, or so they say," she says softly, a smile turning at the corners of her lips. "No merfolk to lead us astray, out in the black, as there would be in the seas and oceans of the worlds," she adds. <English>
Zank looks at Willow "think we call those reavers now" <English>
Zank looks at Fao. "Give it another day we don't hear anything I'll go looking myself. Your face is plastered all over the Core last thing we need is you bout getting noticed" he says <English>
McGuire sighs and backs away from the cargo bay openning. "You're right." He turns to the bay and walks away from the openning. "I'll go make a pot of coffee." Feeling useless for a moment until he reaches into the vest pocket and removes his pouch to roll a cigarette. <English>
"Ah, no... Reavers are quiet unlike merfolk. There is no seductive song to lure the unwitting sailors to their doom. From Reavers, there is just death and destruction," Willow says softly, a faint smile coming to her features. "I will get word to friends of mine, and we will see what can be found out," she says, inclining her head slightly. <English>
Zank herrms "an here I thought the screaming over the radio was a song ment to lure...." he says grinning "How deep do your connections run Willow?" he asks not expecting a real answer. More a shot in the dark <English>
McGuire starts up the stairs, "Opritive. She has few limits to her." He glances down to the two, "I'm just glad she's on our side." Reaching the top, he starts for the commons. <English>
"I think they scream because it is the only sound they're able to make. I have no way to know for certain, for I've not made a study of them," Willow says softly, then lifts one of her shoulders in a slight shrug. Then her green gaze turns towards Zank, studying him a moment. And a smile quirks at the corners of her lips. "Deep enough. I hope. In my line of work, sometimes you're lucky enough to make friends. Most times, you end up with enemies," she muses, a bit of amusement coming to her voice. Then she glances up towards Fao's retreat before giving a light laugh. <English>
Zank nods and grins slightly at her answer "fair enough" he says simply turning back to his work. He picks off a little extra piece of metal on the relay. He looks up at Fao "don't drink it all." he says "don't need ya having s heart attack before this is over?" <English>
McGuire raises a hand that he heard Zank as he steps through the hatch to the commons. <English>
The redheaded woman glances to what Zank's working on, one of her eyebrows quirking up a touch. "So... did that Beylix unit end up coming back up?" she asks, curiosity coming to her voice. Then she looks towards Fao heading towards the commons, and she chuckles softly. "Operatives aren't supposed to have much in the way of limits." <English>
