Truthfully, the world conspired against Taika getting rest. The meeting with the president days earlier resulted in watching him get shot and finding out her boss was evil. That evening, she ran into Peter, a youma, and Kurio. An interesting experience to say the least. Now, she was working her normal job and doing whatever research in Peter’s creepy cathedral. And she really hadn’t gotten to relax for awhile now.

In a bar close to base, music blares from amplifiers of a local band. She sits at the bar and waits for the bartender to notice her. “Scotch,” she says. The bartender gives a nod and passes her a shot. Nursing her scotch, she listens to the music. The band’s alright, not being terrible but not amazing either. However, it’s energetic hard rock, which is good enough to get her mind of the week.

The night after work tended to be fairly different every day for Vivian. Sometimes, she slept. Sometimes she got to watch a movie! Sometimes, she caught dinner. Sometimes it was a night job, so getting sleep in the god-awful sun was a thing. And sometimes... sometimes you just wanted to drink, because you were going to relax one way or another, goddamn it. So here she was trudging along the sidewalk towards the nearest bar, because apparently, ten in the evening is the PERFECT time to decide 'hey, let's go get plastered because I can't sleep and warm milk sucks.' She cursed herself for messing up her sleep schedule in the past week because of that goddamn idiot using a goddamn flashbang at the wrong goddamn time because he couldn't tell the goddamn difference between AM and goddamn PM. Taking a seat next to some chick brown hair, the soldier was met with a raised eyebrow from the bartender. She couldn't blame him, the violette was all too aware that she looked sixteen or even younger. Sighing at the oh-so-common greeting, Vivian pulled out her wallet and showed him her driver's license. The man's eyes widened and he gave an affirmative nod. "Vodka and cranberry, tall." The bartender nodded once more, and begun preparing the drink. The Uranus senshi leaned onto the counter, noting the music. Hey, they were covering a song she liked. Nice. CODED BY ELECTRIC OF GANGNAM STYLE

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Taika snorts watching the young girl get her drink. Vodka and cranberry. How cute. She looks over the girl with violet hair, “Just turn 21, kid? I suggest trying something other than Cosmos.” She waves the bartender over, and sticks up two fingers. “Absinthe for me and her. Oh wait…” She picks up her scotch and slams the rest of it back. It burns on the way down a little, but it doesn’t bother her. “Yeah, absinthe for me and her,” she repeats.

“Which military and what rank?” she asks the girl, “Because I hardly see anyone her outside the JSDF or U.S. military.” The bartender arrives with two glasses of absinthe. He ignites a sugar cube on fire before dropping it into the shot, causing the drink to catch fire. He then douses the flame in a shot of water. Taika picks hers up and knocks it back quickly before looking to the girl, expecting her to do the same.

The woman snorted at the shot at her age. She certainly didn't FEEL twenty-two at times, to be honest, but props for not straight up thinking she faked the card. Eh? Oh, the brunette was getting her some absinthe. Vivian supposed that she did stand out with her looks, and silently appreciated the drink. If it's free, then it's free, no matter what reason. The absinthe comes quickly, and Vivian does a similar motion to Taika. Backseat taught her to be a bit more speedy when downing absinthe; apparently, it helps to keep the heat somehow. Replying to the older woman, Vivian gave off her stuff. "Marines, First Lieutenant." The bartender got the Cosmos ready, but Vivian held off on taking a sip in favor of systematically snarking. "Though, I've heard rumors of being labelled 'lab rat' here and there, but I digress." Not caring at all for her reference to special treatment, she took a sip of the Cosmos. Tasted alright, but nothing too strong to phase her. Vivian figured it wouldn't hurt to exchange a bit of information with a stranger. "How about you?"  CODED BY ELECTRIC OF GANGNAM STYLE

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Taika watches the younger girl handle the more alcoholic drink like a pro. “I’m impressed. I didn’t really think you would be able to manage it.” She looks down at her empty glass, “JSDF. Maritime. Lieutenant Junior Grade. However, most in my position would be Lieutenant. That’s how life goes though. Part of the science division.” She waves over the bartender again. “Another scotch.” Once she gets a new drink, she nurses this one. “So you also have a nickname? Mine is Convict. Well, it was. I’ve never even been to prison. How did you end up with yous?” Taika comes to the realization that she might have shrugged off hers. With the Flamingo revealed to be Covenant, it's not like anyone else called her by that.