A Twi'lek, a Fox, and a Bottle of Ale. What could go wrong?

[Ak'lya]

Nima sat at a small table, the shadows around her. She needed to get it right, as she wasn't all that happy being here. It seemed like the kind of place where evildoers lurked. She was hoping not to be noticed by anyone. Whether or not it worked was another story.

She wrapped the Force around her, feeling the darkness of the corner booth slide outwards as she did. the shadows for a moment, seemed to move to cover like a blanket, before sliding back onto the wall as she let out a small sigh. It was tiring to try and do. She'd have to work on that. Feeling a little drained, and perhaps a touch bored, she let the cloak of shadows dissipate. Now as obvious to any onlooker as the serving droid whirring between tables, she rested her head on one hand.

[member="Sven Tolen"]

 

[Doodelilei]

The area around the Sith of such a small size stared at the Kushiban walking on two legs. It was such an odd sight to see a cat walking like humanoids. Was it really that weird? The bar was bustling with energy. Glasses clinking, lots of talking, shouts when people's favorite swoop racing riders win a race. It was interesting watching these people go about there life. Knowing there was no where for them to go once they died. Died is such an odd word. What could ever define the strange verb. The Jedi certainly are entitled to their beliefs, something a cat of the dark side would not think. Certainly many other Sith disagreed with the 'humanoid' feline. The cat walked around the bar, looking at the people staring at him. He paused to glare and hiss. He wasn't very threatening. There was no reason for him to cause any harm. Though, once the cat had finished his Sith training, he would be the feared one. Darth Felis. He paused once more, stopping at the table of the twi'lek laying on her hand. He started at her before opening his mouth to speak.

"You are not staring at me. Odd.."

"Who are you?"

 

[Kalyn Tal'verda]

Kalyn walked into the bar in her carbon scored armor. This was due to a small mishap with a gang of thugs, they thought it was a great idea to mug the heavily armed mandalorian in beskar armor, none of them walked away alive. Upon walking into the bar she saw the oddest thing she had ever seen in her entire life, a cat walking on two legs, speaking to a twilek, who looked kind of tired, she had to figure out what was going on over there. She then walked up to the booth.
"Well this is the interesting table isn't it." She said to the two, leaning on the side of the booth.
[member=nima tarkona] [member=bing]

 

[Doodelilei]

He stared at the twi'lek more, waiting for her to reply. While doing this, he hears blaster fire outside of the bar. A person had entered. There was a bar fight ensuing as she had entered. There was no point in intervening. The stupid humans had no reason to fight except for the fact they were all drunk and were proud of it. On the other hand, there was still a woman entering that was wearing the strangest armor. He stared at her, waiting for her to come over. Because, everyone with a mind here would come to this weird booth. He paused, looking as she started leaning on the booth. He waited as she spoke. He paused once more.

"Yes, we're interesting."


"Now.."
"What do you need?

 

[Kalyn Tal'verda]

Kalyn took of her helmet, laying it on top of the booth seat.
"I dont need anything, i just want to have a friendly conversation." She said
Now she was talking to the cat creature, could this day get any weirder.
[member=nima tarkona] [member=bing]

 

[Doodelilei]

Bing continued to stare at the mandalorian. He despised those people. He took some time to think up his answer. There was no point in coming off the wrong way towards her. Though, who would care anyways. He stopped to gather himself. He opened his mouth to speak.


"If you want conversation, you've come to the wrong place."


[member="Nima Tarkona"][member="Kalyn Skirata"]