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"Wait what?" Minerva asked, turning her head to look down at Jonas as he hoisted himself out of the pool, "Seems i lost my train of thought, what were we saying?"

"i think i was getting another drink, hang on." he replied, as he walked up to the bar. The bottle of Quafe was already there waiting for him as he arrived, "I guess they've gotten used to me." he grinned, before turning back to rejoined the group. He was about half way back before Minerva called to him, as she lay back on the sun lounger, unembarrassed by her lack of a bikini top. "Can you get me a scotch while you're at it?"

Blushing, he spun back round towards the bar, spilling his drink in the proccess. "be right back." He sighed. Laughing Minerva lifted her head up eyes peeking over the two hills, "Are my breasts that distracting?"

He was now on his way back again, the barkeep must have over heard their conversation, "Some what." he smiled cheekily, as he passed her the Scotch, she took it with a nod, followed by a short sip as she place it down on the table beside her.

"And now," He lifted his bottle in a toast, before taking a heavy swig, "on the off chance i spill it again."

"So yeah, got in a fight with a squad of dusters few nights back," Jonas groaned, as he lowered himself back into the pool.

"How did that go?"

"Well it went," he sighed, as he tapped a series of fresh scars across the right hand side of his chest. "managed to stand my own against three of them, until i was jumped by another two as they came out the toilets.

Minerva grinned, "Well you survived, obviously, else you'd be in a scarless clone, unless you have your scars copied over everytime."

Jonas leant back on the side of the pool, looking up at the ceiling of the club, "yeah i survived, so did they, if you don't count their pride, i was lucky i was drunk at the time. Not sure if i could have taken those gun shots otherwise." he frowned to himself before adding "ok, doesn;t sound as ipressive now i repeat it, so much for a cool story."

Chuckling, Minerva turned to her side, facing Jonas, "Cool stories are often regurgitated bullshit. War is not glorious, war stories are just that, stories, those who tell them leav emuch of the horror unsaid."

"well," Jonas paused, pondering for a second. "Do you want to hear about the time i duct taped an asteroid to my ship?"

She let out a laugh, "Now that sounds rather interesting!"

Jonas nodded with a grin "Yeah, it was when i heard it too." Nite who had been quietly listening up to this point broke his silence with a facepalm, as Minerva began to laugh even harder.

"Nite, wa sit with you that i talked about it with? My memories not a strong point of mine." Giving a small nod, he replied "Yep. Saw you flying along with an asteroid uct taped to you ship."

"well, i can't remember too much, thankfully i was narrating to the flight recorder," he paused to let out a wince "aaand CONCORD helped me remember." He spun round turning his attention to the two. "But yeah, i was in the roid field, drinking, obviously, and i came across the most beautifully rare roid i had ever seen." He leaned in, eyes now ablaze as he whispered, "concentrated veldspar!"

"well, i couldn't just leave it there." Minerva chuckled, "of course not."

"And i didnt have any mining drones on me, lost them to - well that's another story." he took another sip of his drink. "So i decided. I would tape Dixie - yes i named her Dixie what of it - to my ship and i would fly her home."

"What were you flying?" Minerva asked, she didn't get an answer as Jonas continued, his head focused on the recalling of the tale.

"Got to the gate, quite pleased with my skilled use of duck tape. When a voice from a young, obviously innept, CONCORD officer hailed me." as he continued, Minerva pinged Nite through their link, "How in the hells did he get that much duct tape on his ship?"

"You see he claimed that it was illegial to fly Dixie through the gate, i asked if he was insinuating that i was a smuggler. told him mining was an honourable trade! And that no where in the book did it say i couldn't fly roids through the gates." Minerva and Nite exchanged glances as Jonas went on,

"He said it was implied, Implied!" Jonas was now opening his fifth bottle of Quafe.

"The nerve of the man" Minerva chuckled, dryly.

"Anyhow, long story short, after a firm dressing down o the officer, his superior came over. He explained that flying Dixe through might cause her to break up, and shower any unfortunate ship on the other side with debrie. I didn't want dixie to end like that, so i complyed and set full reverse." Jonas slowed down, looking remorseful as Minerva chuckled.

"only," he looked Minerva in the eyes, "have you tried using rattler engines to chang ethe course of a now moving, at 121m/s, asteroid? As well as in the complete opposite direction at that. Needless to say, my engines cut out."

Minerva looked back with a grin, "So you went through the gate anyway?" Jonas shook his head.

"CONCORD had to shoot us down, lost both Dixie and my ship."

Minerva raised an eyebrow, "ah, but sure;y the gate was damaged in the ensuing debris shower?"

"Vaperisation is quite effective on asteroids it seems, the station suffered minor damage." He sighed, "in the end, they fined me for driving under the influeance, i'm the first one in several decades they had to fine for that offence, they said."

"Well, story over." he smiled again, almost forgetting that a moment earlier he had been recalling a traumatic experience.

Minerva smiled to her self, "So where did you get all that duck tape from? Not to mention onto your ship, ductape may be one of the six elements that make up the universe, but it has it's limits."

"That's the funny thing" He replied, "i con't remember ever buying any, ever, drunk or otherwise." he downed the dregs of his last Quafe bottle as Minerva mused, "well duct tape does tend to materialize when one needs it."

"well quite so."

Nite looked up and added, "Duct tape works on everything, but furnace ducts... Thats why it's so drafty in this station."

Jonas looke dup worried for a second, "Nice to know?" he asked. before Minerva cut in, "someone flew a ship made of the stuff once, or was it sailed a ship? uhm."

"Solar winds are a viavle transport vessal," Jonas pondered, " i think i saw that on Galnet."

"Possibly," she nodded, " it's an old legend amongst matar, leading back to when the gods bestowed us with their miracle silver substance."

A grin spread across Jonas's face, "am i the perv, or is it the gods, for making me think of" he looked at Nite unapproving face, "never mind."

Minerva looked at Jonas again as she said, "No Jonas, you are a perv, it's your job, remember?"

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taken from one of the Rp session in club nova, turned form script to story by me.