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Kawaii Super Park Picnic Fun Time!

The Republic Territory
Tirahnn - Grassy Field
10:00 Tirahnn Time
The skies of Tirahnn shown beautiful colors whenever present, laced with warm smells of riches involving food, metal trade, and the nature of the fields around the city. Today was a special day, and conveniently weathered too. After days of making sure bulletins, shops, and friends were all advertising a special picnic party in the fields to enjoy the weather, the hostess was sure not to disappoint the friendly gathering of tourists and locals who needed a well deserved break.​
Only few mechanical droids found themselves present about a hundred meters into the fields. Large blankets were being dragged about by small borrowed, and differently painted bunny-droids, while more of the same types and models were busy putting tiny and large tables inside each blanketed area, fit with tablecloth, chairs, or comfortable booths.​
Now that there was time to think, not rushed with planning everything in advance, it seemed there were only bunny-droids with the small exception of the crate-droids. Everything was coming together neatly, the charity box for the local orphanage on the far-most left side of the small get-together, and the mobile bartender on the right. Already a few friendly and homeless of the city had come over to sit down and begin drinking with each other, or helping themselves to whatever was offered for eats.​
Noting the arrival of the newcomers, young hostess Le'kuus instructed the few recording droids to begin playing the peaceful music that was listed for meetings such as this. Now all there was to do was wait, make small talk, and hope everyone is satisfied with a free meal.​
 
Kitty lay lazily on one of the table, half passed out napping. Her pet wanted to host a picnic, that was all fine and dandy. But kitty had a need to be outside occasionally. And be served fine food, Ooh yes fine food was mandatory. And petting, she needed to be petted aswell. So let the Pet play Hostess, Elizabeth was sure to enjoy it either way. Her tail swished idly through the air as she awaited anything interesting to happen
 
Olan had taken the time this day to finally get his clothes in order. Clean shirt, bright white, broad collar. His jacket was properly cleaned and shone brilliantly in the sun. Having ditched his metal shod boots today for a pair of fine looking leather ones, he appeared far cleaner than he has in the past by a mile or more. Today he left his saber behind and decided it would be fine back in the ship. But he was still alert as he approached the gathering. Smiling warmly to the people trickling in like him, from homeless to participants of every monetary status.

Stopping at the donation box, he left a good chunk of his recent earnings. It was fluff to what he needed, and it meant less drinking for him. Which was a good thing. Aftwards he began to mingle amongst the crowd, spending some time speaking with the homeless especially. Loving to hear some of their tales and stories.
 
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

With everything set and running started smoothly, Le'kuus took a small platter of assorted fish and crackers around the tables to give to those who wanted, with the exception of Kitty, whom she just gave a few pieces of fish too right away.

Through the tiny crowd, giving tiny forced smiles to people she didn't know, she soon made her way to Olan who seemed to be very interested in someone's tale. She offered the platter, though didn't verbally interrupt what he was listening to. What better way to say hello, than a plate of fish and crackers?
 
Kitty quietly begann to nom on the proffered fish. They were good, as was everything Le'kuus made for her. When she was done kitty sat up, kneelign on the table to peer at everyone around her. Gosh when had so many people shown up? Kitty must have been asleep for quite a long time she decided sitting back down on her chair she used her skilled tail to snag valuables from anyone that looked rich enough to have them and was stupid enough to wander close to her
 
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"] @La'kuus Quelin

Olan shifted slightly on one leg as he listened to an older woman talk about catching the local fauna for dinner and how this was probably one of the best planets to be homeless on. Its lush and full of life. That same warm smile on the Spacer just remained as he listened. As soon as La came into view, that smile turned into a grin. Not daring to refuse free food-nor insult the host, or the person serving, he took a cracker with some of the fish. "Thank you." He said softly as the older woman infront of him continued on gawking about Fernferrets and the such, not hindered in her happy ramblings in the least. Whispering once to La. "Hello as well." So as to not disturb the old womans joy at drowning anyone in earshot with her words.

To Kitty, Olan looked like a more wealthier person than he actually was. Sticking a little bit out in the crowd of people, as he was not in normal civillian clothing, not native at least, and he certainly wasn't military. From her point on the table, she probably could see he had several pouches on his belt that looked full of goodies to nab if possible.
 
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

The long-haired woman listened to the rambling for a short moment with her not-yet famous bored look, then turned and left Olan in his place as she went to change the band on the droid's audio output, not paying mind to Kitty on her way this time. If anything she carried was important, it was most noticeably her comlink.
 
Kitty decided it was time to check the newcomer for shinies. She stealthily approached behind him making not a single sound, where upon she begann to fumble around inside his pockets for anything even vaguely shiny. Coming up with blank she sighed dejectedly and stalked off to go mess with her pet, that was always fun. Perhaps she would make her perform some funny dance infront of the audience
 
@La'kuus Quelin
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

Olan quietly waited for the woman to finish her story and smiled at the end. Bowing his head gently. "Thank you for sharing." And reached into one of his belt pouches to feel about, finding what he was looking for-was not there. Then checked the others until he did find it, a credit chit. A thought crossed his mind.

I must've been really drunk last night, as everything has been moved around...

Not having a clue as to the fact his pockets had been rifled through by a cat creature. With another bow of his head, he gave the older woman the chit. "May life treat you well, madam." Smiling once again as he took his leave of the crowd and moved away to where he had last saw La disappear off too. Noticing the feline girl at this point as she had decided to head in the same direction, he raised a brow. His smile not fading away for nothing as he peered at her, a bit fascinated. Though he took his time reaching the two. Giving them some airtime to converse if need be. Not wishing to be a presence unwanted.
 
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"] [member="Olan Teff"]

La'kuus quietly spoke to the droid in a small code of a few alien symbols that sounded like she barely knew. After she was done, the band switching to a more seasonal music type, she sat in a chair and got together a small ration bar of protein and basic vitamins. She wasn't planning on working out at the party, but just in the case that someone challenges her to an arm wrestle, she wouldn't have a problem keeping champion of her home city.

Eyeing Kitty from the corner of her eye, she got together a small bottle of milk and a singular bowl, pouring the liquids inside the containment unit before sliding it to the side for Kitty to enjoy.
 
And that was how easy it was to distract The Cat/Mistress/Jedi/Thief/Mechanic. She hugnrilly lapped at the milk and soon dozed off into another nap, clinging to her pets leg and using her foot as a pillow however
 
@La'kuus Quelin
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

Olan quietly made his way over to the two, making sure as to not bump into anyone. Stopping just a moment to let someone pass, and in lieu of that-the music suddenly changed to something that seemed a little more festive...or seasonal. Not exactly sure what it was, not exactly a connoisseur of galactic music. The pilot tilted his head to the side as he noticed the unusual cat-being lay her head on La's foot, falling asleep right after having the milk La gave to her. Making sure as to not make more noise-even though this was a social gathering, with a lot of people...and music-as to not be a disturbance to the cat-being. "Having a good day so far?" It was generic...but...it worked. For now. Shifting slightly so he can look over the quickly growing size of the crowd. Kneeling down a little to peer at the cat-being sleeping on La's foot after peering at the crowd. Obviously not used to seeing such...he was not sure. Too many questions arose in his mind, and he found her strangely fascinating.
 
[member="Olan Teff"]

While a single hand was practically flopping on the Kitty's head in a form of a pet without any use of force that wasn't needed, La'kuus' was busy eating down her smooth bar of nutrients. She looked up at the question, nodding away to Olan as she finished chewing her bite. "Yes, I'm well. If there's anything I can get for you just ask, it's supposed to be a social meeting for people to be comfortable, after all." She put down the bar in what was left of the milk bowl, now using both hands to massage the Kitty's body in a little-too-gentle motion.
 
Kitty slowly blinked awake, meowing a greeting to her pet as she leaned down to gobble up the nutrient bar, Before settlling into La'kuus's lap, wrapping her arms around her neck and nussling her head into the crook of her neck, leaving little kisses all over it as thanks for the great party she had planned

@La'kuus Quelin
 
@La'kuus Quelin
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

Tilting his head to the side, the wily man grinned slowly. Standing up to full height from his kneeling position as the affection La'kuss gave Eliza caused the girl to move up to La's lap. "I'm pretty relaxed...but not that much." Gently motioning with a hand at Eliza who took up residence on the woman, like a new home.

"So I am good. Its...been a good day so far. No ones died, or caught aflame. That is considered relaxed for me right now." A broad smile replaced the Cheshire grin he was sporting. "Yourself? Day going well so far?" He takes a few steps off kilter so he doesn't bother the vastly growing crowd.
 
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

Squirming at the kisses, La'kuss repeatedly moved her head to avoid her sensitive spots from being tickled by lips. She fought her eyes back to Olan, nodding her head. "It has been well, I'm off work for today, and my new weaponry has come in, so I can actually do some damage for once in the target range." Noting as if she had been going there since she was three.
 
"Kitty fights to you know" She said squirming in La'kuus lap, feeling the need to the the center of attention for a little while. "Make Kitty mad and she'll scratch you. Kitty has sharp claws you know" She purrs, demonstrating by dragging her claw along the 'neck' of a fork, slicing through it effortlessly, bring to everyone's mind the image of a soldier in armor having their neck sliced by Kitty's sharp claws

@La'kuus Quelin

[member="Olan Teff"]
 

Gordosa

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@La'kuus Quelin [member="Olan Teff"] [member="Elizabeth Verdan"]

The loud land skiff flew Cloe to the ground as they neared the desired spot for Gordosa to have a meeting with the all mighty Emperor helmetus of galactic proportions.

"Mmm, Portions." He thought as he flew over the other picnickers and landed a few meters away.

The hatch of the skiff opened and Gordosa flopped out wearing a large sombrero and colorful poncho. A loud flatulence rumbled out like thunder and Gordosa turned around to look at a small Jawa.

"Really?" Gordosa asked as the Jawa looked up and shrugged. "Most displeasing Andrew."

The large hutt moved a few paces away and clapped his hands. In response a rotund twi'lek and a Talz shuffled over and planted a huge umbrella in the ground then began setting up a table. A small R4 unit rolled to the hurt's side and stopped as the hutt reached down and pressed a button. Music exploded to life and the hutt began to wiggle and wave his arm as if using a set of turn tables.

"I like big Hutts and I can not lie. You other huttas can't deny. When a Hutt slides in with an itty-bitty waist and that round thing in yo face you get sprung." the music played as a fat gamorean presented Gordosa with a coconut drink and a straw.

"Aww, this is the life." Gordosa said happily.
 
@La'kuus Quelin
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"]
[member="Gordosa"]

Olan chuckled and smiled at La's words. "Ohhh, got some shiny blasters on the way? I may have to ma-HAHA! Sounds like someone needs some attention." Stopping midsentence as Kitty broke in. He almost dared to reach over to scratch behind her ears, hand even moving out a little to do so, but he stops himself quickly before he finds the sharp ends of some claws.

As the Speeder passed by, Olans head nearly snapped as he was looking one way and to the other suddenly. Watching the Hutt climb out of the vehicle and speak to a Jawa. Watching with a wide eyed gaze and a cocked brow. As the music broke out he couldn't help but start bobbing his head up and down with the music. "Hmmmm. Okay. Don't see that everyday." Regarding the Sombrero wearing Hutt. Continuing on bobbing his head with the music.
 
[member="Elizabeth Verdan"] [member="Olan Teff"] [member="Gordosa"]

La'kuus gently frowned at the destruction of the fork. "Those aren't cheap..." She mumbled quietly as her hands went up to Kitty's ears to scratch and settle her down from destroying the whole table worth of utensils. If you know La'kuus by now, you know she wasn't very surprised to see and hear the Hutt suddenly appear at the party. Instead her bored expression laid across the fork, and how to repair it. That was probably a set...
 

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