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I'm Outta Here (Black Sun)

KitKat

Well-Known Member
Mind if I sit down?
Can I buy you a round?
Haven't seen your face before
Are you new in town?
The Strange Owl bar was as good of spot as any to spend the down hours on Nar Shadda. Black Sun had the run of the joint so the thieves and scum had little to fear from law enforcement. Things got rough and parties went a little too long but overall it wasn't the worst dive she had ever been in. Currently she was enjoying the entertainment being provided by a human male sitting at the bar next to her. He was trying his best to score with the Twi'lek bartender.

It's the same old line
Oh every time
Are you here alone?
Can I take you home?
The male mentioned his villa on Naboo and Kat'ra actually snorted into her drink. From the looks of the scoundral he had never even been to Naboo, much less paid taxes there. He glanced over at her and she averted her eyes. She wasn't as direct when she was out of her armor. The man turned back to the bartender.

Not every woman sleeps
With every "pretty please"
There's a pair of lyin' eyes
And a set of keys
He says come be a star
In the back seat of my car
Oh but baby slow down
You're goin' way too far
A moment latter the bartender had shuffled down the bar, taking new drink orders. Not taking the hint the guy decided to slide down and talk to her at that end. Kat'ra rolled her eyes, but her attention was sidetracked when the bartender returned with food. Kat'ra had ordered a large nurf burger and onion rings. The pirate loved food, and was often seen pigging out when she was out of uniform, not that she really knew anybody in Black Sun well enough for them to recognize her yet.


Babe I can change your world
Make you a cover girl
Yeah you could be a beauty queen
In a magazine

SMACK. Kat'ra looked up in time to see the bartender slap the male across the face. A moment latter the bouncers came to throw the dog out. She chuckled into her onion ring and stuffed the rest in her mouth. The bartender sat down another beer and walked off, irritated. Kat'ra wasn't surprised about the flirting. The alien was barely dressed but it probably resulted in mega tips. She scanned the bar, wondering if this would be a good chance to get to know the people from black sun. Hopefully her interaction went better than the bartenders.​
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Captain Gaki

Guest
"I need another Gin...please pretty lady."

The shaking of an empty glass would attract the bartenders attention which she most likely scoffed at. The male Zabrak had been in here for over two hours now, attempting to drown his sorrows once again over a very bad fight with Severeen. The two argued over what should be done to slaver vessels which the obvious answer was to sell them but her voice spoke of destroying them to raise morale. Either way, damage was done as she went around it and blew up one of the more expensive ones without authorization so there was a large row in the middle of the ship and somehow, he was out of his own ship for the time being and attempting to get drunk. Problem was...

"Hun, as much as I appreciate you buying gin after gin...that is one percent alcohol, that won't be enough to get you drunk. Worse, you are drinking almost all my rail gin which I use for mixed drinks."
"I do not care! I have the credits and I will keep buying the gin! I will drown out my worries here!"
"Alright...weirdo, here is-"

That moment when she tried to refill the glass, Zabrak just leaned over the side and grabbed a Gin bottle, before she complained, he handed her a very expensive credit chit for the bottle. Uncorking it with his teeth, he would lean back and start literally chugging the entire bottle as a few bar patrons would stare at him until half of it was gone and he slammed it onto the counter. Then almost on cue, he would slam his head on the counter and give a long groan. It was almost pathetic to see a Zabrak of his stature, clothing and reputation just drowning out in public but...then again, he was known to be the galaxies goofball pirate, Captain Gaki.

He was somewhat known around the Black Sun around this time, being one of the few naval units available but saying that, was not much of an accomplishment. He had a ragtag band of pirates and constantly got his fleet either blown to pieces or the entire fleet would go broke and go back to square one. It seemed to be a never ending cycle though his reputation for getting the job done is perhaps the only reason Black Sun keeps him around, a hardy Zabrak with an insanely loyal crew with perhaps the most silver tongue of the group. Perhaps the strangest is that he does not seem to carry around a blaster, only Zenji Needles around his waist belt.

As the night started to wane more, Zabrak would almost slowly slide out of his seat as he looked miserable. Physically not so, emotionally...very much so.

[member="Kat'ra Smart"]
 
Returning from a disaster of a mission Cicero headed to the nearest Nar Shaddaa bar. His team of assassins had taken out most of the targets on their last mission, but two of them, including their leader, escaped. Though the casualties were minimal on his side each of them was a dear brother or sister.

As he approached the guards at the door Cicero started thinking the bouncer on the right looked familiar.

"Don't I know you from somewhere?" he asked, knowing he did.

"No. I don't think so." the guard said nervously.

"No I'm sure I do. Yeah. The Black Sun put a mark on you."

Before the man could react he felt a telekinetic hand grab his throat and start crushing it as he was lifted into the air. At his side the former Sith's right hand looked like it was clutching something.

"Not to mention your friends killed mine today so I'll repay the favor despite the pay for you being low."

Cicero let go of the man and watched as he fell to his knees before him. Walking behind him the vengeful mercenary took out an extendable vibroblade from his right sleeve then stabbed the guard's jugular with it and dragged the blade across his throat. He was slit ear to ear with a second, bloody smile under his chin. Cicero took a picture with his holo for his employers and watched 3000 credits deposit into his account.
( 7SX Necrosis Edge
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/149084-7sx-necrosis-edge )

Looking at the still living bouncer he warned the alien man, "Let me pass or I'll do the same to you for harboring the Sun's enemies. . . And have that cleaned up, it's killing the vibe."

The man stepped aside and the angry Sith entered the club, thirsty for a drink to forget his recent defeat. Then some guy who was completely wasted nearly stumbled into him and got his bottle stolen from his hand. The man turned around ready to fight, but nearly pissed his pants when he saw the orange light of the dark sider's eyes, not to mention the body behind him and just walked away.

There was still at least half of this guy's bottle left and the tortured assassin downed a big gulp on his way to the bar. He snorted as he saw the bartender slap a man who had failed miserably to ask her out. Taking a seat on the left of a Mandalorian woman at the counter he just said, "A day without killing is like a day without sunshine." and laughed.

[member="Kat'ra Smart"]
[member="Captain Gaki"]
 

KitKat

Well-Known Member
Kat’ra was watching the pathetic man at the end of the bar when another sat down and declared a day without killing was a day without sunshine. She raises her eyebrows at him. “I’d hate to be on a planet with two suns then. “. The bartender came back and asked if Kat’ra was ready to purchase a lotto ticket. “Yes errr... what is your birthday?” She asked the pathetic Zabrak, figuring she’d stay clear of his bad luck.

[member="Cicero Silvertongue"].

[member="Captain Gaki"]
 

Captain Gaki

Guest
Zabrak did look pathetic right now as he droned on with his gin. He did not even look interested in anything going on, that was until he felt something, that skin crawling feeling. Something cold...something not right in the world. A horrible feeling of dread...pain...and death. Looking up from the counter, he would slowly look in the direction the moment the human entered the doorway, knowing that something dark had happened. Just seeing beyond the doorway for a fraction of a second, he could tell someone had died yet did nothing. If Black Sun allowed it, then he had nothing to say about it though the mans comments seemed to be what irked him though he kept it hidden. Killing for the fun of it? Every day? Very slowly, he shook his head as he looked back forward towards the Twi'lek Bartender as he finally looked up as his mood seemed to change from moody to attentive. Speaking, his voice seemed to be rather calm, almost convincing as if someone elegant embodied his own spirit, speaking with precision while at the same time, with the right words and mood.

"Mamn...I am sorry for the way I been acting. Today has not been very good and my chest feels as if it may not be any better. Ring up my tab for the night, for my hunt begins for new hearts and new souls to look at, to appreciate and more so, to see more delicately than skin can show."

The silver tongued devil struck as the Twi'lek Bartender could have taken a second glance at him, the Zabraks own eyes not leaving hers for a few seconds before she nodded rather quickly. The tabs amount on a receipt was brought out, Captain Gaki leaning over to sign his name on the receipt with a card being used. Almost as if new life embodied him, he would almost push himself backwards off the bar stool and grabbing his own jacket, straighten it down as he turned directly towards the human that entered the room along with the female he sat next to. Giving a curved smile to one corner of his face, he would almost slide over...or more so, take one large step over towards the two sitting down as he heard the question as the bottle almost spun when he moved like that.

"Birthday was on the seventh month of the twenty-eighth day, born in the rainfall of a forest so majestic, creatures live to just see its splendor. Sorry, my manners. Miss, allow me to pay for both their drinks, a round you would call it I am quite sure. If one must increase the tab again, then you know I always pay it off. Also again, my manners break to you two, allow me to introduce myself. I am Captain Gaki, at your service."

He gave a very slow courtious bow to the two of them, making brief eye contact towards the female of the two but his eyes would trail towards the male. The human male could be the only one knowing what was happening, how the air of caution could slowly be calm, someone whose words seem to twist and take shape to what was desired, to what was heard. Even his eyes seem to be almost trance like though it never trailed for long as the Twi'lek Bartender sent them drink glasses of what liquor they were currently drinking, pouring them in as he smiled towards her, giving a curt like bow as she acted a little strange but would snap out of it, blinking. Looking over towards the male again, he kept that smile as he spoke something of a riddle.

"Ask me this oh killer of the day. Why does the blood favor the moon over the suns daylight?"

[member="Cicero Silvertongue"]
[member="Kat'ra Smart"]
 

KitKat

Well-Known Member
Well that was rather a show. Kat’ra just watched the happenings as she shoved onion rings in her mouth. Finally the man answered her question and she jotted down the numbers and handed the ticket back to the bartender. When the drink was offered she raised it and said “Cheers” before downing it. Then she started on the nerf burger.

“Can I get some ketchup?” She asked one of the servers who was walking by, and they nodded and handed her the bottle.

Two two odd men seemed to want to talk about death, which was down right depressing so she picked up her plate and headed toward a booth. It was next to two gentlemen arguing over a betting game. The argument turned physical and the next thing she realized was her burger landing on the dirty pub floor.

“For Fraks sake!”
 

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