RP N1FL/HE1M

"Hopefully he figured it out faster than I did then."
*He lifts up a small canister of erchius fuel*
"It's compressed; what you're looking at is over 20,000 units of fuel. We didn't take that much originally, but on the last trip we got greedy."

 

"Thing must have been going fairly quickly"

 

"What d'ya think?"

 

"I think the thing would've put Sonic to shame. I try to avoid it whenever I can."

 

"That reminds me, know anyplace where I can sell this fuel and possibly find my friend?"

 

"It's valuable fuel, I don't imagine it would be hard to sell. As for your friend, you'd know them better than I would."

 

"I meant like a sort of 'hotspot' where people buy and sell fuel."

 

"You might find something here in the outpost."

 

An avian that seems a little bit too obsessed with Elvis seems to somehow slide in and take a seat without visibly moving.
"Could I get a lemonade, please?"
The avian says this in the absolute worst Elvis Presley accent anybody could ever hear.

 

...sure.
*gives him the lemonade.

 

The avian takes the drink and pays for it.
"Thank you, thank you very much."
The avian then spins around on the barstool faster than should be possible without rocket assistance while drinking the lemonade.

 

"..."
("I expectred som strange customers but this wasn't what I had in mind.")

 

The avian (while still spinning) expertly and doctor places The lemonade on The bar "you guys have a jukebox 'round here?" The avian asks as he stops spinning and looks around, not apparently fazed by dizziness.

(Expect the unexpected, and the unconventional from me.)

 

*Points to jukebox in the corner*
"There's one there, although it's just a speaker that looks like one."

 

"Thank you again, i thank you so much."
The Elvis Presley accent seems to have somehow gotten worse as the avian slides over to the jukebox, and puts in 100 pixels, putting in all of it being jailhouse rock, with the occasional return to sender.

 

"But it's...just a speaker. I don't even have those songs... *sigh* Bar just opened and people are already breaking reality."

 

The avian shakes his head and sighs, and with an accent almost opposite of Elvis Presley, he says "can I get a burger, some fries, and a milkshake, then I'll get out of your hair, or whatever it is." He continues"I just want people to appreciate Elvis Presley more."

 

"He's good, just not my kinda music."
*Gives you your food*

 

The avian pays for the food, and asks in a nearby perfect Elvis Presley accent "thank you for the food." He looks at his hand, then at his peripheral for his HUD watch and says"could I get a box for this, I have a marathon to watch with friends Michael birdson and m&b"

 

"Like, the cardboard kind?"