Jonny looked up at the Matari. 'I wouldn't say I received it. Feels more like a reverse pick pocket to me.' Jonny took out another smoke and lit it. 'Do you know anything about it?'

"Beautiful... I've got a bet too... 100 mil says we can have five ravens at once"

Infuriated at Blood's tone towards Mac, Jonny walked up and smashed Bloods face into the bar and drew his weapon and placed the barrel right against his temple. He was holding Blood's head down on the bar.

'Never, EVER, speak with such disrespect to Mac. You think because you are immortal that you don't fear death? Well I'll tell you what you Amarrian peice of sh*t, there are worst things than death!' Jonny then leaned forward and whispered into Blood's ear, 'You think you know pain, I can show you what pain really is!'

"Me?"

Jonny quickly ordered another drink despite the fact that he just received one. He feared Mac now that he was angry.

'I think he meant Blood.'

Jonny downed both of the drinks and ordered another one.

'Sorry, misspoke, that Depth Charge sobered me up a bit, I tend to misspeak when I'm sober.' Jonny then buys Blux a drink.

Mac put a bullet in Captain's shoulder and then aimed it as his head. 'You have one minute to apologize to Ms Blux or I will put your clone into the ground and have my bouncer kill you on sight everytime!'

Jonny shook his head. 'I keep warning you guys not to p*ss him off,' he said as he finished another drink.

Jonny and Mac exchanged a look. Jonny started to smiled and stood up and got behind the bar and started grabbing bottles. 'No, Jonny no. You are not going to make it.'

'Come on Mac, the lady asked for it,' Jonny replied as he started mixing Whiskey, Absinthe, Vodka, Tequila, and Bourbon.

'She doesn't know what it is!'

'I thought the customer gets what the customer orders. Now where do you keep the lighter fluid?'

Mac sighed. 'It's over there, by the champagne.'

Jonny grabbed the lighter fluid and the champagne and poured them into the mix. The then grabbed some Cherry, some Port, and a hint of chocolate sauce and poured them all into a glass. He then took a spoon and mixed it all up and placed it in front of Blux. Smoke was flowing from the top. 'We call this drink Mod. Short for Mother of Death. If this isn't for you, you must really hate whoever you give it to.'

The Captain turns around and glares at blood

"I really want to kill you, but I'm also am tired of Mac shooting at me. So your head is staying on your neck...for now"

The Captain sits down and swigs his drink

The Captain glares at blux and returns to his drink

Outside the bar a single lone Caldari figure wanders past.

He suddenly stops and recoils as if stung by a bee, grasping at the side of his head.

Damnit all and blast it, he thought bitterly listening to the sounds of drunkards and mercenaries banter, if only idiocy didn't physically hurt me I would join them.