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Post by Wander on Apr 11, 2009 15:38:36 GMT -5
This place will never change. A slight smile touched painted red lips as she moves along the street. Dressed in her training robes, dark blue and silver in colour, boots running up her legs....typical. Her long black hair catches slightly in the light breeze, making her long silky hair lightly tickle her cheeks.
She slows to a stop outside a bar, looking behind her at the large black feline pawing along behind her. "Stay." She then entered the bar, boots clicking on the wooden floors. People paused when they saw her enter...knowing exactly who she was by her reputation.
She raised a brow to them before taking a seat at the bar, stroking a furry stohl around her athletically built shoulders. "I want a drink....Whiskey." She murred a little, before looking outside.
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Post by Jaseth on Apr 11, 2009 20:07:10 GMT -5
The young man walked into the bar, wearing his full grey pilot uniform. Sniffing slightly with more than a little disgust, Jaseth pocketed his hands, glancing about at the occupants. Normally he stayed away from seedy little bars, such as the ones on so many back-water planets he had visited. However, he had a necessity to be here, so here he was.
He made his way further into the bar, taking a seat on one of the stools and shaking his brown hair from his eyes. He glanced over at the woman beside him, her drink already ordered. Leaning his chin in one black gloved hand, the young man tapped the fingers of his other hand lazily against the bar. Green eyes flicked up at the 'tender and he cleared his throat, procuring a holo and setting it on the bar. The man's eyes flicked over to him, "Seen him?" He tilted his head slightly, eyebrow cocked. The man stared for a moment before shaking his head. Jaseth cursed quietly and hooked it back to his belt, "I'll take a fizzbrew." One hand snaked through his hair, liquor wasn't his thing, but today could be an exception.
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Post by Sage on Apr 11, 2009 21:23:32 GMT -5
here upon invite)
Metallic boots were the only sound heard from the Mandalorian as he walked down the street, searching anyone he saw for bounties they may have had. How long had he been searching for employment here, and how much longer could he stand the boredomth? Stifling a sigh, he turned the corner...and stopped. At the sight of the large feline creature, his eyes widened slightly, what would have been slack jawed shock on any other man's face. Whoever could tame something like that might..just might....have someone they wanted dead or captured ; either way it was worth looking into.
Silently the hunter walked into the bar, sparing the creature a mere passing glance. His gaze took in everything it could, from the bar tender to the attractive woman and the man with a holo device. Perhaps one of them was the owner....No need to make a bad first impression. As he moved to a seat at the far end of the bar, a wide eyed waitress scurried up to take his order, only to trip over herself in her haste to get away when the T shaped visor merely stared back. It seemed that one knew who he was, but who didn't know Kin Slayer? And, even more irritably, who was there yet to learn? Idly he wondered how much more infamy he'd be able to gain for killing the Hutts; now there was a pleasant though. As the man pondered, he idly listened to the conversations going on around him.
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Post by Wander on Apr 13, 2009 8:42:02 GMT -5
Wander's delicate head lightly turned to the side when the male sat down near by. She wasn't too fond of company and probably would have gotten up to go find a more secluded spot...if the bar wasn't already packed. She sighs slightly, then actually speaks. "Searching for someone?" She tried to add life to her voice, only having it come out cold and dead sounding. She coughed a little, and took a drink from the glass in her hand.
"I've been all over, maybe I know 'em." Well. She was making a good attempt at being pleasant. Just then the Mandalorian entered the bar. She lifted her eyes to him, grinning sadistically. Looked like she might have someone to play with...but he didn't look like he'd be fighting anytime soon. She'd have to provoke him later. She tries to remove the gleam from her eyes and the way her lips seemed to tremble with desire...she was blood thirsty.
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