< * Katherine watches Vera wobble her way to the guns. Oh, that will end well. * Katherine follows her slowly, but close enough to catch her if she topples. "You are so totally blasted. I'd be jealous, if we didn't have to shoot a gun in an hour." Dun wurry, I c'n shtill shoot shtuff. ... Yeah. <> (Same/different people from, like, 10-15 minutes ago?) (Same.) * Katherine looks around at 'em, then at Vera, then around the room. "Well, at least they probably saw it." ( We... don't have the antenna with us, do we? ) (I think Leo's still got it.) (Leo does.) (I am looking for cameras! Because I am a technogeek.) (No.) (;_;) * Vera goes up to the guy nearest to the ammo crates. <> * Vera taps him on the shoulder. <> "What." * Katherine frowns, glances at Vera at work, and then looks around the room for anything else that would help. <> Hey, man. You seen anyone come here in, like, the last thirty minutes? * Katherine shakes her head and mutters, "Who would have thought I'd have wanted cameras around." <> "Yeah. You, twice. A guy, once." * Vera nods. "Who? Did you recognize him?" * Katherine walks over a bit closer to Vera, her attempts in vain. "Some civilian. Seen him around. Works in the mess. You want to fuck him or are you just nosy?" * Katherine snickers madly. I'm trying to find him. He, er... forgot something. You see what he did here? It's not like a civillian to come to a firing range, eh? "Kind of busy doing my job. I don't come here to fucking peoplewatch." <> I kinda figured. What'd he look like? "Brown hair, tallish, goatee. Thin. Looked weak." <> (Aah. Jesse Ellman, Evil Bug Spy.) * Katherine mms and closes her eyes. * Vera nods. "And he worked in the mess... Lemme ask you this, did you see him leave?" (KAT SEES SATAN) (Yo, Satan, what's happenin'?) "Not really. Don't care about leaving." Gotcha. Thanks for the info. * Vera gives him a nice wave and heads towards the door. <> * Katherine doesn't wave, and follows Vera out of the room. Once she's out, she says, "Damn. It might have changed looks." Undoubtedly. Probably been doing this for a long time. * Vera smirks, a glint in her eye. "But, it's gotta have a place to live." * Katherine frowns. "But you can't just go through bodies..." she nods at Vera, and chuckles. "You sure work well for drinking like that. Reminds me of Bonnie." Who? * Katherine shakes her head. "Nobody. So. Place to live... probably in the civvie area?" <> Yeah, but we ain't going there. * Katherine follows. "Mess, then?" Yeah * Katherine nods. * Katherine carries her gun along with her! <> * Vera looks for the management. * Katherine just does more looking around, while Vera focuses. * Katherine does stay mostly close to Vera, though. <> * Vera goes up to him. He looks like a winner! (He looks like a LOSER.) (But if we break him open, maybe presents!) <> "Y'already got yer booze ration!" * Katherine follows. The gun's not out and waving around, because that would probably freak them out. She does do her best to look thuggish, though! Aw, man! I drank it already. "Too bad. We only got so much to go around, and doctoring with homebrew only goes so far." * Katherine mutters, "Thank god it's ratioed." (Rationed, even.) * Vera chuckles. "But seriously, I ain't here for that this time. Word is you got a guy who (I probably steal yours Kat) works here: Tallish, thin, brown hair, goatee... looks scrawny. He been around lately? (Ha.) "Enh? Not since this morning. Had him working in here with that Ian guy you hang around with." "Then he left, and the Ian guy screwed up and lit a vichyssoise on fire." Well crap. Well, what's that guy's name? Tryin to find him. "Norton. Ventura Norton. Why, you wanna fuck im?" * Katherine laughs out loud this time. A very short laugh. Hell no. Fool lost something. Trying to get it back to him. Know where he lives? "Somewhere up in the civvie quarters. Dunno, he ain't my type." * Katherine finally speaks up. "Anyone around who IS his type?" "Hell if I know. He only been workin' here a week." What, you dunno where he lives? You don't keep track? Whatcha do if he steals booze? "I call the fuckin' MPs, what the hell do you think I do?" Damn. Uh, I mean cool. * Vera heads off. "Gotta run. See ya." * Katherine glances at Vera running off and says, quickly, "Dumb question. Is there a civvie directory?" <> ( To me or to him? ) (To him.) (Although it wasn't like she was whispering.) * Katherine watches him snort, and turns to follow Vera out, muttering, "There's gotta be one somewhere." Probably. Hell, some of you probably have family there, or somethin'. * Katherine chuckles slightly, and says, "I doubt it. Well, at least we got a name and... a little more time." * Vera heads towards the civvie area. "But since he's only been here a week and since the people are way too busy fighting the bugs to do any updating on something like that, his name probably wouldn't even be in there anyhow." * Katherine follows, and mms slightly, then says, "Wait. How do people just show up here? It's a closed base. Sheesh." Exactly. Who's gonna check to see if he's in there? * Katherine smirks. "Apparently, only drunk tattoed women looking to fuck him. What's with that, anyway? Does the other you play the full range of vices?" Certainly looks like it. Must be the tatoos. * Katherine snickers. "Definite icebreaker." * Vera shrugs. "I guess." (Woo, we're gonna have to break soon.) * Katherine continues walking. "Well, something like, "All these tattoos tell a tale. Here's a teaser. Wanna read the full story?"" (Woo. ._.) (We could always run into Roch and Thren on their way back down. ^^) * Vera shrugs. "I wouldn't know, but probably." (Sounds like a plan. Into #atc2branch.)