Kronk
NPCs by Daalen
CORUSCANT:
Eclipse Tavern, Second Floor
No one in this bar seemed to understand that no means no. Or at least the drunken, flirtatious males that occupied this area of it. Several times they had attempted to get the warrior's attention, using idiotic pick lines in an attempt to get in her pants. So far they had all failed, eventually giving up. Dawn Irisael could be considered a stubborn woman. More realistically, she simply did not experience most emotions, and found the idea of love to be strange, ridiculous even. Currently a Zabrak male was ignoring her obvious rejection of him, placing his hand on her shoulder while blabbering on and on.
Rather annoyed, she raised her hand, pushing him away. Unfortunately he did not take the action well, and started cursing her out. Some people were aggravated so easily... Standing up the woman threw a punch, easily breaking the man's nose and sending him tumbling back. After all, her fists were inclosed in gauntlets, just part of the armor she almost always wore. Two blades were at her sides, and a blaster was strapped to her thigh. It seemed very odd that anyone would try to approach her, given her appearance. Perhaps they simply thought she was a mercenary, celebrating a successful mission?
Eclipse Tavern, Second Floor
No one in this bar seemed to understand that no means no. Or at least the drunken, flirtatious males that occupied this area of it. Several times they had attempted to get the warrior's attention, using idiotic pick lines in an attempt to get in her pants. So far they had all failed, eventually giving up. Dawn Irisael could be considered a stubborn woman. More realistically, she simply did not experience most emotions, and found the idea of love to be strange, ridiculous even. Currently a Zabrak male was ignoring her obvious rejection of him, placing his hand on her shoulder while blabbering on and on.
Rather annoyed, she raised her hand, pushing him away. Unfortunately he did not take the action well, and started cursing her out. Some people were aggravated so easily... Standing up the woman threw a punch, easily breaking the man's nose and sending him tumbling back. After all, her fists were inclosed in gauntlets, just part of the armor she almost always wore. Two blades were at her sides, and a blaster was strapped to her thigh. It seemed very odd that anyone would try to approach her, given her appearance. Perhaps they simply thought she was a mercenary, celebrating a successful mission?