Callisto | Tuesday, Fandom Time

And here she was. Just what she'd wanted, right?

Faye had lost count of her drinks; the glasses in front of her were no longer reflective of the amount of alcohol she'd actually consumed, because the bartender had actually been diligent in removing them. But the booze, and the smoke, and the jazz in this bar were helping separate her from her thoughts, and that was what she'd been after, more than anything else.

She knew she was being looked at. There were three men behind her, slightly to her left, who'd been watching her since she came in tonight. There were a half-dozen others who'd filtered out into the night again after buying her drinks and then being ignored. Those were the polite ones, and she knew it.

Faye hadn't come to Callisto looking for polite men, though. She'd come to Callisto because she was confused and hurting beause of it, and she wanted to hurt more.

For now, though, she was content to sit at this bar and resist the urge to think. Instead, she could watch the saxophonist, who'd done nothing more than smile gently at her between sets, and enjoy his music.

( Hey there, Mr. Saxophone )

[NFB, NFI, OOC welcome as always. Preplayed with myself and largely adapted from Cowboy Bebop Session 12, 'Jupiter Jazz Pt. I' and warnings apply for a real late-nineties treatment of gender.]

The Bebop, Jupiter's Orbit | Tuesday, Fandom Time

Faye's trail had led them to a large fishing trawler idling in Jupiter's orbit, and while the pilot had maybe been a little gruff when he'd hailed the Razor Crest over the radio, he still opened the bay doors for them to come in and park the ship.

And, you know, if Din wanted to feel better about all the shit people talked about his ship, he'd come to the right spot. This wasn't the Accord or Camry of space vehicles so much as the space equivalent of an ancient Ford Transit that someone had converted to live in. But it was clean, at least. There was that.

Waiting in the bay was a child of indiscriminate gender, about thirteen, and a Corgi. Had Edward been told to wait to greet their guests? Of course she had, but when did she listen to anything either of those silly boys said?

( sort of like meeting the family )

[NFB,NFI, OOC is welcome -- preplayed with stykera and thedadalorian!]