He's a man who leads a life of danger, to everyone he meets he stays a stranger.

[Davin Jusik]

Coruscant, Republic Military Mess Hall.
Jak Slign, ONI Operative got in line behind many other crewmen and soldiers of the Republic Military with a sense of quiet disdain. He both loved and hated his brothers and sisters in arms. While it was true they were most certainly his comrades and shared a common goal with him it was also true that they had more freedom than he himself had. Due to his high grades throughout college and certain psychological factors he'd been selected as a candidate for SNS training the moment he'd graduated OCS.

Special Naval Selection had been a grueling eight week course designed to root out the weak and promote the strong. Fortunately for Jak he'd made it and moved onto AIOT after a special examination of his talents. Advanced Intelligence Operative Training had nearly done him in, but taught him the many skills necessary to participate succesfully in espionage operations on the ground in addition to further combat roles. The recently graduated Agent was silent as he grabbed his food from the mess line and sat in a corner of the mess hall, eating in solitude.

 

[John Tango]

John trudged through the mess line, following the usual order and with his usual flask of spirits tucked into his back pocket. Eventually he escaped the line and was faced with the daunting task of finding a place to sit, there was few open seats and they were all surrounded with people. John's worst fear at the moment, it's not that he was bad with people in fact he was fairly popular with the local garrison for the very thing tucked in his back pocket but he wasn't in the mood today. John had just gotten back from a task dealing with black market trade, the tasks he hated the most. He was quite fond of the shootouts that were almost a guarantee to occur but would have to venture all over Coruscant following trails.

Finally John spotted a man in the corner of the mess seemingly eating with no concern for anything but his food. It was the best John would get, at least he wouldn't be force fed tales of the women in the local cantina whilst bumbling troopers tried to snatch a swig of his flask. John shimmied through the tight squeezes that were left between tables before eventually reaching Jack's table. John laid the tray of food on the table before taking the the flask from his back pocket and taking a swig. The drink was a cool refreshment he had waiting quite a while for, as the liquid settled in his stomach he sat at the table, looking up to Jack for a moment before looking down to his food.

 

[Davin Jusik]

Jak cringed slightly as John sat down at his table, while his training had taught him many social skills and graces for his work, Jak himself was not a social being. He looked up suspiciously at the man who'd sat down. Who was he? What'd he want? Jak's paranoid mind raced with a myriad of possibilities. Paranoia was almost a job qualification in his line of work. Jak wore a non descript corellian leather jacket with combat boots and jeans, there was no indication of what service or MOS he had but the man would probably assume he was Army Infantry given his build and buzzed haircut.


He continued to silently eat at his food.

 

[John Tango]

John could feel the gaze that Jak laid upon him, he chuckled mildly in almost uncontrollable response. Even though John elected to put himself in the seat he still had difficulty dealing with the awkwardness of hte situation. John's attire was no different to any thugs in Coruscant, he'd yet to change out of his ruse. a crumby "Combat" jacket was strewn over his shoulders though it wouldn't do much to stop a bolt or even a knife, the only thing that could differentiate him from the local gangbangers was the Republic Intelligence datapad he fiddled with sporadically whilst taking slight breaks to enjoy a swig and a slight nibble of the mess food. He stopped for a moment to look up at Jak and get a real look at him, this'd have to be the first time he's ate with somebody and not even said "Hi"

John wasn't sure what to make of Jak, he looked like your average grunt but lacked the cocky gung-ho stupidity of one. John smiled a bit noticing the same buzzed haircut as himself, this was the only thing John had to his look by choice and not to look like a thug even though it still worked with the costume. John didn't know why Jak was being incredibly quiet but he couldn't handle it even though you'd think he's doing a great job at what John initially wanted to achieve.

"How's it going, Mr Stoic?" He'd remarked with a slight sarcasm in his voice with a feint smile on his face.

 

[Davin Jusik]

@[member="John Tango"]

Jak's gaze had allowed him to gather more than a bit of information about the man who sat before him. His clothes spoke of street time but the very expensive datapad in his hand said something else entirely. Republic Intel. Of the civilian variety.

"Well, how about yourself Mr. Fake Smile?" Jak replied without looking up from his food.

 

[John Tango]

"Aside from wallowing in the filth of Coruscant for the past week taking illegal weapons off the streets for them be replaced with more updated ones, not too bad. I'll tell you what we should just go down there with 100 jarhead troopers and start 'arresting' them." John obviously had very little sympathy for the lower class of Coruscant, even if some of them had been forced into the life by society. It wasn't a matter of ignorance, John spent most of his days with them and he knew more than most what kind of people turned to that life. "What's your gig? You look like one of the grunts but I don't see you slopping around your food and talking about the jugs on 'That hot chiss babe.' "

 

[Davin Jusik]

"I don't think you know half as much as you think you do about the Infantry." Jak said with a bit of a scowl. Some of the best men he'd ever fought with were in the Infantry and he absolutely abhorred those who promoted misconceptions about Soldiers.

 

[John Tango]

"Ey, no hard feelings. I've met my fair share of decent men in the infantry, just a bit of light teasing." John was rather surprised by Jak's response, most people he associated with who weren't infantry wouldn't jump to the defense of their honor. "So, what'aya do, I'm guessing you must be a Sith Hunter with the look you give me, scares the stars out of me!"

@[member="Jak Slign"]