4-112: Zebulon Station, Section TC
Alan decides to go back to the ship and he and Oliver part ways.
It turns out that Section TC has several interesting drinking establishments with a varied tone, décor and patrons.
Oliver eventually locates Chris. He’s tucked away in an alcove at a small table next to a karaoke stage at the back of a back room in a dark watering hole. The table in front of him is littered with empty glasses and he’s leaning back against the wall with his eyes half-closed nursing a large glass of something.
The stage is empty but a song is playing and coloured stage lighting is flashing. Chris is singing along in a loud voice; it’s not unpleasant and he can carry a tune. The karaoke control box is resting on the table in front of him.
The few other patrons don’t seem to mind too much, or if they do mind, they are keeping their opinions to themselves out of a sense of personal preservation.
Can you give me a roll as well as advising how Oliver is going to proceed.
I’ll roll 8 on… I guess diplomacy? Maybe fast talk? Oh and a 12 if you needed something else.
“Hey, Uddin. We need you back on the ship. There’s a bunch of bars at our next stop too and I’ve heard they’re way better than the ones around here.”