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Steven Rogers ([personal profile] juststeverogers) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings 2018-01-05 11:32 pm (UTC)

"Well, the last time I was there I wasn't really able to imbibe. All the stuff there probably would have killed me at the time."

Steve snorts slightly as he leads the Starfleet captain through the plaza at a leisurely pace. His hands have slipped into his jeans pockets as he walks in a small attempt to block out some of the cold. It hunches his shoulders up a bit.

"Blaze-37 and Ghost showed me this place a while ago. Good friends of mine and with constitutions human can only dream of, usually." The name of the little tavern isn't in any language Steve can read but judging by the vaguely risque image it's printed atop of, it's probably dirty.

Most of the patrons are decidedly Not Human but it's quiet tonight for whatever reason. Steve is careful to ask for a recommendation that would be acceptable for an organic to consume and is met with a decidedly electronic laugh before the waitress disappears. When she comes back it's with a pair of glasses containing a bright red liquid that smells strongly of....not quite cinnamon but close.

Steve picks up his glass and clinks it against Jim's.

"To adventure and discovery."

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