Private Brewing Some Trouble

[Shai Maji]

Zeltros/Downtown bar​

18:03 local time​

Shai was always on the fence about Zeltros. On one end, it was awesome. Always something fun going on with the people and they certainly knew how to have a fun time. A perfect vacation spot for someone like Shai when the mood for it pops up. But on the other end she hated it. The Zeltrons were devious people who would always try to pull a fast one on her. Not to mention they tended to party even the party-hardened Shistavanen into submission. Focusing on work was hard most of the time. But luckily this trip wasn't necessarily all that bad.

Dressed as horribly as ever, Shai had found herself in a rather lively bar downtown. She was told that it was a favourite spot for people in her line of work to hang around in. Sure enough, it was full of all kinds of funky characters that were quite clearly offworld. Given the job she had landed, it was prefect. A gang of Zeltrons needed guns shipped to them. An easy enough job...usually. This time, however, it needed to be picked up from some real hardasses and then flown past some Sithy checkpoints. The flying part she didn't have an issue, but the actual deal and gunnery was a problem. Her past experiences had shown her that putting on a mean face and talking tough wasn't as impressionable anymore. She needed some muscles to back her up for this one as well as a good shot if needed. So far she had yet to meet someone who would fill that role perfectly.

But for now, a cigarette, drink and small talk with a handsome Zeltron seemed to be the perfect solution. Though unfortunately, this Zeltron seemed to be a little too forward with his advances. "Listen, honey, I'm an easy girl to get along with, but not that easy. How about you take a step back." she spoke to him with a smirk, resting a hand on his chest to push him back. But he didn't. Instead he kept saying some things that were considered very inappropriate, which turned Shai's smile into a deep scowl. As he leaned further in, she brought her knee up into his groin then proceeded to force his face onto the bar counter as he came down. The poor fool stumbled back and collapsed, causing some people to fall quiet at the spectacle. She walked over to him and searched his pockets, finding a handful of credits. With a grin she walked back to the bar and handed it to the bartender. "How about a round on him?!" she called out, then returned to her drink and cigarette as she heard a few people cheer or say something in approval.

Reviving her dying cigarette, she glanced around to see if anyone fitting her bill had walked in yet...

Radon Krayt

 

[Radon Krayt]

The sabacc table was as busy as ever. He wasn't the kind to gamble with his hard-earned credits, but he couldn't just dismiss a direct invitation. Well, invitation.. The man had challenged him with a roaring laugh, stating that he would finally be able to beat one of the mighty Mandalorians at something. Naturally, that triggered Rhion enough to actually accept the challenge.

With his holographic cards in a loose grip, Rhion studied his opponents from behind his visor. None of them could see his facial expression and that was the only good thing about this situation. His cards were horrible, but the proud Mandalorian was too stubborn to fold. Luckily he hadn't locked any of his cards, so all he had to do was hold out until a sabacc shift occurred. This game was all about taking risks and staying calm; two things he was usually quite good at.

Sadly, no shift took place. One of his opponents called early, showing a neat value of 22. No one had anything higher, causing the droid dealer to declare him the winner. The good thing was, his challenger had also lost this round, so he wouldn't have to deal with the humiliation.

Finally seeing his chance to leave the table, the white Mandalorian slipped out of his seat, moving over to the bar to order his last couple of drinks and call it a night. He knew for a fact that at least half this bar would continue on partying until sunrise, heavily influenced by the pheromones in the air. His helmet blocked out the majority of the Zeltron pheromones, which made the entranced crowds rather strange to look at. It truly made him wonder if, besides the Zeltrons themselves, there were some sensible people still awake at this hour, on this planet.
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Shai Maji

 

[Shai Maji]

Shai was topping up her drink and killing her cigarette, when a very surprising figure approached the bar. She stopped to give him a sidelong glance for several moments to confirm that what was standing next to her was indeed a Mandalorian. She was meeting these armoured tin cans all over these days. She gave a smirk and took a long swig of her drink before scooting closer. This was definitely the person she was looking for. "Well then, fancy meeting one of you here." she quipped, leaning against the counter and taking another sip.

"I've met some Mandos in very odd places, but never would I expect to meet one in a place like this." she commented as she looked around then back to him. "Now before you start acting typically Mandalorian, hear me out. I got a job offer that might suit you perfectly." she quickly continued on a much more serious note, hoping to chill him out before he did the thing where they just shoot a person down literally and figuratively. The fact that she didn't exactly look like a reputable individual probably also didn't help.

"You want a drink?" she asked him casually, then looked to the bartender. "Top this up and get this dude whatever he wants and don't forget the straw. On me." she ordered him then looked back to the Mando, flashing him a wink. "So, mister Mando. How's it sound? You up for a few easy creds?" she asked him with a sly grin as she sipped her newly topped up drink.

Radon Krayt

 

[Radon Krayt]

While his rather cold stare was hidden behind his T-visor, his body language showed that he wasn't in the mood for whatever this woman wanted. His encounter with the arrogant Zeltron a few minutes ago left a bad taste in his mouth. That was why he decided not to respond to her icebreaker. Nevertheless, the woman continued. She made no sense at first, causing him to cast yet another unseen glare in her direction. But after the nonsense, she actually mentioned something interesting. A job.

"Should've started with that." he commented, as the woman finally managed to grab his attention. He ordered a rather modest drink after she so kindly proposed to pay for it. He didn't like to order expensive stuff when he knew somebody else was paying. It felt like being in debt, which was something he detested. After being provided with his drink, the Mandalorian responded. "You're lucky miss. Consider me hired. " He doubted that the 'easy creds' she mentioned were actually going to be easy to obtain. The 'easy' jobs according to contractors, were often the hardest in his experience. Lots of double crossing, death traps, or other shenanigans that should make any seasoned bounty hunter chicken out. But this woman, no matter how sly she looked, seemed genuine.

"So, what exactly is this job you're talking about?" He had the tendency to accept contracts and jobs before he even knew what they entailed. It was a bad trait, but it kept his life exciting and interesting.
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Shai Maji

 

[Shai Maji]

Shai chuckled at the Mando's comment as she took a sip of her drink. "Eh, figured an ice breaker works well with you Mandos. Though apparently it seems to be a flip of a coin whether it works or not." she quipped with a shrug. Surprisingly he agreed to her proposition before even asking what the job was. She wasn't sure whether that was a good or bad thing...

But then the question came as she reached for another cigarette. "Basically I'm gonna be running a shipment of weapons for a group of people through some very sketchy sith space. There's a chance I might get tailed or attacked by them, so I'm in need of a gunner and someone capable of fighting in close quarters." she explained after lighting it and taking a drag. "It's not a guarantee, though. I got an IFF spoofer on board and I know how to do these kinds of things. But I prefer being safe than sorry. I assume this is still up your alley?" she asked him as she held her glass up towards him, keeping a confident smile and rolling the cigarette from one corner of her mouth to the other.

However deep down she was rather nervous. This Mando didn't seem as chipper as the others nor did he seem to be a talkative type. She was also a bit concerned over his loyalties, but she was confident that the mention of Sithies would sweeten the deal. "Don't worry. Pay is gonna be solid. Thousand credits per crate and any fuel or damage will be covered as well. These guys really need their guns and the fact that we're flying through Sith space is something they understand." she continued as she leaned against the counter, shifting her weight to one leg while her hip pressed against it. However their privacy would be rather interrupted when a Zeltron approached them, shoving the Mando's shoulder for him to face him. "Hey buddy! You can't just walk out of a game without paying the walkout price." he said as he took a step closer. Shai eyed him and then what looked like his buddies a few steps behind. It looked more like a type of dare than him actually wanting credits.

With a raised eyebrow she watched the Mando to see how he was going to react to the guy clearly wanting to fight him. "You gonna pay up or not, Mando?" he spat as he took another step right up against him, looking up at the T-visor with a scowl.

Radon Krayt