Staff bar night

Saffron lazily tapped a finger against a shotglass, making idle chatter with other faculty of the academy. She wasn't sure if she really formally counted as an employee to the academy in particular on the books, but she worked on the campus so it was close enough. She fed most of these people good food on a regular basis. It wasn't like there was anything to complain about.

Which reminded her. Where had the sexy grumpy teacher gone off to? Saffron scanned the bar for Paragon, the sexy history teacher who never came to bar nights. She would be interested in a few lessons from him...


@Kyros

Ahhh, there he was. The lone wolf. Saffron chuckled at the thought, tipsy enough that her own bad puns were amusing. More alcohol was needed to remedy this, obviously. And Paragon didn't seem to be enjoying the alcohol. Aww poor thing. probably something the tourists suggested. Saffie could fix that easy.

The fishy alien ordered from Off Menu, gliding up to the werewolf was ease. If anyone realized she was literally a fish out of water, none of them commented. Saffron had experience, with seducing men. If she played her cards right, they would both have a very good night.

"This is stronger, and less... nasty, then what you've got. Careful though. It bites."

Saffron handed Paragon a martini glass full of a violet liquid, filled with numerous tiny, luminous blue specks. If examined more carefully, those specks were actually miniscule jelly-fish like creatures. The violet liquid was smooth and went down easy, tasting vaguely like citrus. The jelly fish, in the meantime, stung and released toxins with effects similar to strong alcohol without the toxic poisons of earth alcohol.

Saffron leaned on the bar, showing off her curves knowing how much of a lie they were. Hurrah for fancy hormones in shity foods. Not that anyone seemed to care that her assets were fake. Especially if they were drunk.

"It's not something they'll offer to tourists from earth."

Saffron smiled, showing off the sharp points of her teeth.

"It helps to be known as an alien. Even if the recognition is only 'cause the captain crashed the ship."

"What am I as a species? Ikramet. We're the native species of what used to be a popular vacation planet. Until they found out we were there." Saffron flashed the wicked sharp teeth agian. "We're a primitive species. Extremely violent. Main food source is fish, and we absorb whatever other nutrients we need from the water. Scientifically intruiging. Not a good fish tale, as humans call it."

Saffron shifted position agian, to something more casual and relaxed.

"I'm not a teacher. Head chef for the cafeteria." She made a face. "If you want to know anything about the biological requirements for life of any species on campus, I'd be happy to share though. I don't know how you function on only one heart. Die too easily."

Saffron laughed at the man.

"Sorry for what? I'm legally obligated to tell you I'm a dangerous species. If anything, I'm sorry you have to listen."

Saffron slipped off into the bar agian, this time handing Paragon something stronger. She slid up onto a table instead of sitting at a chair. She wanted to have a clean line towards him incase this went south.

"Carefull. That one might actually destroy your liver. It's not exactly Ethanol, but it's close enough. Never drink it before or after you drink or eat dairy products or it'll catch fire in your stomach."

Not bad he said. He wasn't all that bad himself.

"Right? Half of these are illegal for consumption on a lot of planets because they're designed for specific biologies. Taste damn good though."

Saffron slammed back her drink like a shot before extending a hand to the man. She was amused by his introduction, and it showed on her face. She flashed another wicked, toothy grin at the professor.

"I know. Asked for the staff list and species statistics for the entire school. Not about to do my job half assed, nor are you about to ditch your classes for a day off. I'm Saffron. Like the spice."

"You'd bs surprised how much your memory improves, working on a trashy planet. You learn seven different jobs and hundreds of faces in just a month. I can't say I know everyone at the school, but."

Saffron grinned. So he'd put two and two together. Good doggy.

"I may have asked about you once. And heard you were a grump who never came drinking with the staff."

Saffron bumped Paragon with her elbow, just giving him a small nudge to distract him. It wasn't strange for people to ask about others on earth, was it? It had seemed perfectly normal to her.

"What made you come today? Family whine about your lack of a social life or something?"