Leave on Bothuwai CIS (Ask for Invite if you aren't CIS)

[Daral Tal'Verda]

"Thanks, suppose we should leave the dogs a treat so they'll calm down when they wake up." He replied jokingly, with his usual immature sense of humor. Daral had heard a few others in the Guard, including the XO, had met up at a bar nearby, and he intended to go there. He could use something to drink, and use the sight of something female that didn't look like it belonged on four legs. It wasn't that Daral was racist, Bothan's were respectable and all, but he couldn't force himself to ever seem them as a partner under any circumstance, same went with the Hutts, probably more so with Hutts. "Want a drink?"

@[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Kaprosuchus96]

Ven grabbed Rainbows shoulders to steady her, "I told you you shouldnt." She frowns shaking her head, taking the whiskey away and setting it in front of herself as she takes a sip from her own, "Maybe listening to me is smart eh?" tilting her head to the side, blinking.

@[member="Rainbow Flowers"]
@[member="Alli Wren"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Why not?" Canal who answered to Daral's offer and followed him through out the bar.

@[member="CC-442 Daral"]

 

[Alli Vern]

@[member="Rainbow Flowers"] @[member="Ven"]
Allli laughed " You will get use to it. Well sounds like you both fly things around, the galaxy needs folks like you but surely you want more? " She asked wondering, how they lived siting in ships for most of their lives. It sounded dreadful, well when you didn't have the lap of luxury around you. Being the Ceo of a large company had its benefits. She smiled " Well order whatever you want, Rainbow, I got it covered. " She smiled and looked around wondering what the others were up to, it seemed like quite the get together.

 

[Veevleigh]

Rainbow looked at Ven and her warning for a moment, and then burst out giggling.

"You did not! You said I might be too young to be here and asked if I was flying! That's all!" She teased, her voice squeaky and hyperactive, already completely drunk, her tiny light body no match for the whiskey.



When Ven touched her to steady her, Rainbow hugged her, holding tight to her friend, which meant poor Ven had to endure close-proximity-Rainbow levels of perfume.



"Oh! Oh! Wine! I want wine! PINK wine!" Rainbow declared, while drunkenly hugging Ven still.


@[member="Ven"] @[member="Alli Wren"]

 

[Kaprosuchus96]

She tilts her head, sipping from her drink before getting hugged by Rainbow. She tried not to gag on the overwhelming scent of perfume. She shakes her head, "Whoo.. We need to talk about the amount of perfume you spray, darling, cause I'm having difficulty breathing.." she smiles faintly, squeezing her shoulder gently. She glanced at Alli, "What exactly do you do at your job?" she blinks, insanely curious. She by then had drank about half of her whiskey.

@[member="Alli Wren"]
@[member="Rainbow Flowers"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest moves his way through the Cantina. Instead of his mask he wears a low hood, showing his black tattooed chin. He instantly goes to the bar, across from the Ven, Rainbow, and Alli group, ordering himself whiskey. He watches the others, a frown on his face.

 

[Alli Vern]

@Rainbow Flowers @Ven

"Pink wine it is bartender, " She said thinking how to phrase this, well she supposed the gig is up. " I am the CEO and Owner of Baktoid Industrial Systems. I ensure that operations are efficient, help guide our product development and ensure that we find customers for our various products. " She said wondering what the response would be.

 

[Kaprosuchus96]

She blinked a few times, "I have... No idea what you're talking about." She shakes her head. Ven began to take antoher sip from her whiskey when she noticed someone walking in and sit down across from them. She gagged slightly, quietly and set her whiskey down, looking down at the bar counter, wiggling the end of her nose, "oooooooh dear.." she kept quiet, talking quietly, "Well then.." glancing up now and then at the most recent person to walk in.

@[member="Alli Wren"]
@[member="Rainbow Flowers"]
@[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest keeps gazing around the room. He stays quiet, but he does notice the Falleen occasionally glancing his way. An oddly familiar Falleen.. Krest removes his hood, staring at her almost dumbfounded. He stays quiet, but its clear he's fighting with himself in his head.

 

[Kaprosuchus96]

She moves and turns away, her back to the bar and to the Zabrak. She looks away from it all, taking a deep breath, "This is not happening... nope.. Noooooooot happening.." she takes a sip from her whiskey, still hugging Rainbow tightly, trying to pretend that she didn't look at the Zabrak.

@[member="Alli Wren"]
@[member="Rainbow Flowers"]

 

[Daral Tal'Verda]

@[member="CC-117 Canal"] @[member="Galaar CC-252"] @[member="Texam Halion"] @CC-420 "Doc"

Daral simply shrugged, making his way down the streets of Bothuwai with Canal in tow, hopefully anyway. Entering the cantina, the exoskeleton pilot sighed and moved towards the bar. So he'd beat up muggers and was attempting to get himself completely and totally hammered, maybe laid, by something not-Bothan. Good night was in progress. Sitting down and ordering some Corellian Ale, he began what was in all likelihood going to be something he would regret in the morning, not that he cared, alcohol was fun.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest downs his drink then. He moves around the bar, staring intently at the Falleen. "Ven..?" He speaks quietly, as if this was all just a dream to him. But as he nears he dares to speak louder, blue eyes intently on her. "Are you Ven..?"

 

[Kaprosuchus96]

She tenses up glancing at him, her lips in a thin line, "Ah.. Who? Who are you talking about..?" she tried not to show her recognization in her face as she stared back at his, taking a deep breath. She watched him warily, praying and praying that this wasn't truly happening.

 

[Revenchent]

The sight before Commander two-four-seven sent a shudder down his spine. Calico had made his way up from the garage into the higher atrium of the Dreadguard headquarters--better known as FleetOps as of late. There, Sigma squad awaited.

The room was the same one he had been looking out of as the celebrations had just started to begin. The transparent windows seemed to flicker as lights flashed across the massive city-scape below and reflected in the thin glass. The flooring was a rather embellished woodwork, and the walls were a darker shade of brown. Chairs and tables were sprawled across the floor in random positions--left by soldiers rushing from debriefings out into the celebrations.

"Sir, what do we do?" Toph's voice echoed heavy in his ears. It pulled the Commander out of his reverie and back into reality.

Two clones from his favorite squad, Sigma, were looking at him for confirmation.

Toph and Kix. Good boys. I'm doing this for them and the rest of the Dreadguard. Watch out for them while I'm busy Ga'ika.

A massive alien stood in the center of the room. Its long pearly neck looked fragile as glass. It wore long silver robes--clearly expensive ones at that. Its eye were huge and black, with white circles that made up the irises. Its nose was sunken in; giving it a cold, calculating look to it.

"And you brought me here why, exactly?" The alien spoke. Its voice was misleadingly calm and deep enough to identify as male.

"Buir...why did you bring the Kaminoans?" Toph finally spoke. "I don't understand either." Kix added quickly.

Calico held up a fist for silence. "Let Ga'ika know we have a visitor. Let all my handpicked boys know. Galaar knows them all." He paused to stare up at the Kaminoan. "We have some things to discuss about growth acceleration Kai'sin. It's been awhile." Calico motioned toward the clones. "Leave us for now boys."

Toph set off down the elevator with Kix at his heels. He had a call to make to Master Sergeant Galaar, and he wouldn't waste anytime.

Calico motioned toward a table and pulled up a chair. "So, how's Kamino?"

 

[Galaar Tal'Verda]

Galaar stood up as soon as the call came in and stood up, quickly moving toward the exit. "Bluejay! Keep everything under wraps. I have business to deal with." He and his strill seemed to in quite a hurry. He murmured a few things insistently into the comm-piece in his ear and bugged out.

He wasted no time in getting a cab and paying him extra for a doubled speed. As soon as the speeder landed he was out and gone like a dart the strill following on his heels, yapping excitedly, it sensed something wss up as if his master was going on a hunt.

Upon entrance of FleetCom he followed his datapad straight to Calico and as he opened the door, he stopped, his jaw gapped for a moment and he swallowed before looking at Calico. He recognized the Kamonian, it was the one who answered to him on Kamino who he nearly beat to get his cozy apartment.

"Why is that here?"

@[member="Commander Calico CC-247"]

 

[Revenchent]

Calico folded his arms behind the small of his back as he stared at Kaminoan. He cats a small, smug smile at Galaar. The alien continued to stare; not even acknowledging Galaar. It never blinked.

"Kai-sin is here to discuss the prospect of slowing down the clone aging process." Calico motioned toward the white-skinned giraffe of a creature. "We have the general data...but the vong shaping altered the process." The Commander leaned back and set his feet up on the table. Outside, the world was alive; celebrating, happy. Inside, it was cold, silent, and hostile.

"I have no agreed t-!" Calico held up a hand. "Oh, but you have. YOu'll be living in FleetCom for quite some time. You see, the Dread Guard are my kids. My sons and daughters, and I want them to have full, long lives." The Commander nodded to put on some emphasis. "You remember Galaar, don't you? He's going to be making sure your lab is nice: cozy, cold, and completely--utterly, secure."

The alien's voice dropped to a low, hostile growl. "You have no right!" Calico, once more, held up a hand. "Oh, but I do. You've been killed Kai'sin. The Republic picked you up and slotted you, remember?" He slid an old, durasteel datapad across the counter. "Read right there."

Kai-sin skimmed it over, his fish-like lips dipping down into an angry frown. "You will not get away with this."

"If you leave this facility we slot you and send you out on the next sushi barge. Kaminoan is a delicacy to the Bothans, or so I hear. Now, we'll provide you with the research and whatever materials you need." Calico pushed himself up from his seat, and strode up to Galaar. He lowered his voice so only the clone could hear. "Don't crack his neck just yet ner'vod. Keep an eye on him, keep him scared." He aused to glance at Kai-sin, who was busy staring angrily at the datapad. "Go scare him a little."


@[member="Galaar CC-252"]

 

[Galaar Tal'Verda]

"I've never been good at scaring and you know this... Why do we need to do this! Why can't we just ask them to alter the genes entirely! I mean, I am half tempted to walkout of the door with my strill and huff some Ryll to never remember this! Ever!"

He kept his voice low too and his facial expression rather neutral surprisingly enough, Galaar had and always would be the moral one of his brothers, and by moral he was outspokenly so to the point where he had nearly karked up a mission once or twice.

His head peeked around to look at the rather startled, nervous, and agitated scientists. Though none of those emotions were really outshown when you spent enough time with them you kind of learned to tell, kind of and at this point Galaar was playing-guess work.

"I'm gonna need some caf, ner'vod..."

@[member="Commander Calico CC-247"]

 

[Revenchent]

"I don't trust the Kaminoans Galaar. I don't. They'll screw us over, like they tried to do with Skirata." He kept his voice as low as Galaar's. "We have this one under control, in captivity, for as long as we need. Say we lose Kamino, or something happens. This di'kut-" He motioned bodily at Kai-sin. "- he's our fallback, and our one hundred percent. As long as we feed him new material, and threaten his life, he'll work to the letter."

The Commander set a hand on Galaar's shoulder the look in his eyes deathly serious. "He's our contingency plan Ga'ika."

The room fell silent for a long moment. Calico kept on staring at Galaar; silently pleading with his younger brother to at least follow along.
"Escort me to my quarters then." The Kaminoan finally broke the silence; blinking with its fish-like eyes at the clones.

@[member="Galaar CC-252"]

 

[Galaar Tal'Verda]

Galaar chewed the side of his cheek thoughtfully, nervously, before nodding once and curtly spoke for once in is life.

"I really hope you everything planned out Ca'ika, because this could really, really backfire. We gonna let Is'ika know?"

Right after he asked he moved forward and took the Kaminoan by the arm and gave a grunt, his strill at his heels, the creature's musky scent filling the room as he started guiding the alien out and to his quarters.

@[member="Commander Calico CC-247"]