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Bridge Ramiro listened in on Saiga's briefing through the comms system, leaning back in his chair as he did so. Once it was finished Ramiro closed down his station and relocated to the science station. He stood and leaned over the terminal as he manually skimmed through the recent scans...

Bridge Ramiro sat at the Systems and Safety Monitoring system, mostly leaning back in his chair and trying to keep himself busy as he watched the innocuous information roll across the screen. Shields are still full, like they've been for three weeks. Weapons are still online, but why wouldn't...

I'm here, I promise. Had to send my laptop in for repairs because it stopped getting wifi.

Bar Ramiro looked on as Natsumi grabbed the glass of hallucinogenic wine and downed it. He raised his eyebrows slightly as he placed his elbows on the bar and leaned into them. He at least figured that Neko would take her time with the drink. Although he was certainly amused by the prospect of...

I feel like I should have noticed before that we have emojis... :oops:

SARP doesn't have the good emojis. But imagine that there's Ramiro, slumped over in a corner, a gun on the ground in front of him, and a sunflower that he's pulling pedals off of. "I get to live. I get to live not. I get to live. I get to live not..."

"Wouldn't dream of it, ma'am," replied what was probably the most sarcastic tone anybody had ever heard. "To be frank though, this is what you get for crewing the Eucharis. Ma'am." He added the last "ma'am" for effect, knowing that Natsumi wouldn't be used to it from him. Ramiro waited until...

Sorry I haven't been posting much guys. (1) I stopped getting the email notifications again, and (2) it's finals weeks (yes, plural).

Beach - Bar Ramiro was already reaching under the bar and pulling up a few bottles of wine. He rolled them over in his hands, inspecting the labels, before setting one on the bar. He then put the other bottles back underneath. Wordlessly, he popped the cork out, poured the purple-red liquid...

Let's all be glad that the Eucharis isn't 18+. If it were this thread would be going a COMPLETE different direction right now. It would just turn into a giant cluster fuck (pun intended).

"And try you damnedest not to 'salute' her either," Ramiro called out to Jax. The obvious innuendo was intended. "You think you're embarrassed now, just remember that it could be worse." Ramiro grabbed one last beer and moved out from behind the bar, sitting down in the sand next to where...

Bar As Ramiro watched the scene in front of him play out he let out a low, barely audible groan. "I'm gonna need another drink if this is the direction that this is going." Looking at the glass in front of him, he pounded the entire drink in one gulp before slamming the glass down on the table...

That happens sometimes. Especially since I rely on emails to remind me to check the website. Sorry, but without my phone vibrating I could go two weeks without remembering to check.

Beach Bar Ramiro waited until Natsumi was halfway down the beach before he let out a soft, low whistle. He let his eyes linger for just a second before he turned his attention back to the bar. Ramiro reached below the bar and again pulled out the scotch and Amaretto. At this point the bottle...

Meet the Jagdtiger. It's like the infamous jagdpanzer tank destroyer, just a whole fuck ton bigger. At 72 tonnes it is the largest armored vehicle ever put into production. That 20ft barrel is mounted from a piece of anti-tank artillery. It fires 62lbs, 128mm rounds at a maximum range of 24km...

Bar "Ehhhh..." Came Ramiro's unsure response. He scrunched his face in thought as he scratched the back of his now-sand-filled head. "Can't say a blender was on my list, I'm afraid. I can get you a long island though. Or maybe a sex on the beach. We've got plenty of beach, I'd just need a...

Bar "Alright," Ramiro responded with a shrug. He placed the shaker cup on the bar and started pouring randomly into it, muttering to himself. "Shot of tequila, half a shot of Triple Sec, some white rum, shot of vodka, splash of whiskey..." When it was all said and done he had poured about...

Bar "I mean, anything is good," came Ramiro's response to Natsumi. He leaned up slightly so he could see under the bar from his place lying on the ground. "We've got beer, wine, vodka, rum, tequila, whiskey, scotch, bourbon, more vodka, sake, more rum, more wine, liqueurs, gin, vermouth...

I nominate that post for best post on SARP, literally ever.

Bar Ramiro watched the events proceed around him, not really sure how to react. Mostly, he just stood there sipping his drink, unable to look away. It was like any other situation where you're watching someone rush head first into a bad decision, like when a friend has decided that they're...