Reception

Who: Reception lot, Tara, Dean, L'ontar, Keto,  Zodar, Jo (to name a few..)
Where: Parrotts
When: the reception.... how obvious.... ;)
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"Catch" said Zodar and threw something towards Jay, missed totally and hit Keto in the back of the skull.
"What..?" Alota started Jay seemed happy, it was the keys to the Phoenix..
"Happy honeymoon guys!" Jo said. Jay grabbed Alota by the hand, and led her out of the bar towards the shuttlebay. -----------------------------------------    
Tara sat in a corner of Parrotts watching every one having fun. Tara herself    couldn't drink because of the small fact that she was pregnant. She was an unhappy chappie, the smell of smoke was making her feel sick and her child was obviously bored too because it was kicking like there was no tomorrow. She looked around the bar, Keto was having some keys thrown at his head that Jay picked up and left with Alota in a rather fast way, she grinned
"I wonder what they will be doing tonight?" she said to herself and laughed. Keto was mumbling something about "Too many frelling Chryslers" and rubbing his head where the keys hit it "Can't stand it any longer, too much socialising, not enough ointments" he said and promptly stormed out in the way only Keto can. Tara decided she better leave, she was bored and if she stayed any longer she was going to throw up. She got up to leave
"Aaaah!" she yelled and bent over double, but it was lost in the happy hubbub, "urg.. ouch that hurt" she left the happy reception and walked out onto the stale smelling promenade.
She was making her way back to her quarters when another pain wracked her body. she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth
"Frell.. ow..." she continued to her quarters after the pain had subsided and went to her quarters. She changed and promptly fell asleep.