RandomCommander ( Drakador_Chaos Tson )
"Do you want me to make a rhyme for you as well?
I'm just kidding, of course, but didn't you hear what she just said? She just needs the right name for it. I reckon that can be used for our advantage, how many delicious dishes also don't come with the side of a poisonous bladder from an acquatic animal, or how about plants that, if cooked wrong, can emanate deadly neurotoxins? The kitchen is where we'll have to resort if our weapons run short. Damnit I rhymed."
Elohim says that, whispering into the ear of the lionoid so that no one else would hear it, as, of course, that would be quite dangerous if anyone else did hear that. Now, he turns his head back to the barkeep, and talks again.
"Well, my home world, which I haven't visited in a while, is known to have a great diversity in fishes and such acquatic lifeforms. I'll have an Eo'kvian side, it's a cut from the fish with the same name, it is a filtrating fish that feeds on micro-organisms found within the water, thus its large size, getting up until 3 meters of lenght. Gill breathing, dark-blue and white colouring, grill it until the outside is slightly brown."
He then turns his back on the bar counter and rests on it with his arms as well, just in time to catch the interesting speech of one of his other forced comrades, it seems that he is indeed capable of logic, though that one is flawed and is bound to eventually fall.
"Well what can I say mate? I was a cop, basically. Was transitioning to another station on the recently-formed colonies, door popped outta nowhere, and thus I am here, flesh and bone. You can expect me to have some tactical knowledge and prowess in questioning and investigation, not much more than that."
