"Don't worry; I'd need to stay here too. Might as well use some of my credits to pay for the amount of things they'd need to restock and the like. Maybe even pay some bribes so no-one attempts to assassinate either of us considering we don't exactly know where these people came from..." Vel had told Vic, chuckling a bit. "Now..." she states, grabbing the almost empty bottle, a couple others scattered around the bar. "No one's gonna drink the rest of these things...certainly don't want them to go to waste." She picks up two other ones, passing one to Vic. "Might as well drink and wait." She says.

"Yeah, I.. I suppose." [i]Victoria smiled a little at Vel, before opening yet another bottle and attempting to drink from it. A few bottles later, and she was quiet, looking sick from the beers that she had drunk. It was probably the first time that she had ever gotten drunk, really.[/i]

This was the same with Vel, who looked like she was about to pass out. "Where are you, Vic...sounds like you about to...eat some random cockatoe wit...your bare hands." She had drunkenly told Vic, barely getting a sentence out.

"...What's a cockatoe." [i]Was all that Victoria muttered, her tone slow and almost sick, in a manner. She looked as if she would laugh a slight amount to herself, though she contained her idiocy with mere silence, before speaking up again.[/i] "Just.. w-waiting.. really."