As the tall man entered the bar, he scans the place over, smirking slightly as he sets his Weapons on the rack. His dark Metal arm pats off his trench-coat, dust fluttering off him, he walks to the bar, his eyes looking the patrons over looking at a peice of paper every so ofter before settling at the bar by the first two"Bourbon, or whatever you have that wont kill me." he grumbles as he leans back on the bar. Jericho squints slightly at the patrons, as his drink is set behind him, he drops the payment on the counter as well as the paper, tilting his head to the bar. The barkeep slides him another peice of paper, Jericho sighs as he reads it and lifts his drink to the barkeep."Much obliged.." he speaks with a slight accent, sounding like a colonist from a desert planet.<br/><br/>As he swigs his drink he moves himself to a dark corner of the bar, His left eye red and shining as he looks over the place, almost keeping an eye on some of them more Dangerous looking patrons. After he finished his drink he snaps his humanoid hand and the barkeep refills his glass, leaning over to whisper in his ear. Jericho nods and speaks softly, few could make it out"Tell him.. Jericho King is here.." he nods and waves the barkeep off, looking around his eyes would stop at the Large one with the bugbot, and the slithering one with her water. he shrugs alittle before seeing the small cloth covered frame."Next shuttle off this rock wont be around for a while, and even then its not as simple as gettin on it little miss.." he doesn't seem too taken back by her, sounding a bit concerned as he notices the wandering eyes of a few bar-goers.<br/><br/>"Just don't get on anything without knowin where it is goin...this place is a shit-hole..but there are worse places in the Sector." he looks back to his drink, whether she took his advice or not was up to her, he sighs and orders another drink as he continued to keep an eye on the People around, a small glare in his eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>