Make Mine a Red and White (Montana)

[Tanalth]

Raxus. A sort of in-between world. Not as bad as others but it did have it's darker areas were trouble was bound to brew. Still not the worst place to wind up on. In sat in the middle of unclaimed territory, making it a very popular planet to visit due to the constant war and battle between the factions. If every needing to get away and stay somewhere a little more grounded in normality this was the place. However sometimes when people wound up here it was purely by coincidence or just a spit of luck. When it came to the arrival of Tanalth it was hard to exactly call it "good" luck.​

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In one of the larger cantinas in the dense streets of one of Raxus' cities many of the usual patrons were absent. They had been there before, of course, but once the eight foot tall brute of a red Gen'dai woman had busted in things had become a little too hectic for them. It wasn't enough that she toward over practically everyone inside but she didn't exactly keep any sort of finesse with her actions. She pushed her way through people and forced someone out of their seat just because "she liked the spot" before insisting on a drink. Where people would usually have just cups or bottles she ordered for an entire mug of some of the finest alcohol the galaxy could offer. At one point she guzzled half of it down only to let out a loud belch that made some people cover their ears.​

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Her somewhat bitter actions had deeper reason; aside from her being a little "off her hinges" She was upset because she had lost track of the man she was looking for. Kezeroth the Beholder, her genetic clone and the one Gen'dai she hated above anyone else. Why? That reason she always kept to herself. But given her unstable mentality she obviously expressed herself in a less than suitable way.​

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After finishing off the other half of the mug she called for another, the few people still in the cantina quietly keeping to their business while the band played on. Given how she bobbed her head to the tune it was clear she was at least listening.​

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[member="Montana"]​

 

[Montana]

The lights were dimmed down low over Montana’s booth. The atmosphere of the cantina was pretty sultry, although it could have easily been Montana’s inebriated mind playing tricks on him. When he got drunk, he became infatuated with most, and after a little more sugar he got handsy. So for the Red Woman who had walked through the door not too long ago, Montana would have to either award her an apology or award himself a job well done. By the end of the night this woman would either be smitten with or offended by Montana, this he promised himself. And this was a promise he had made many a time in his life, and a promise he always cashed in on.

So with a bit of time devoted to stalking his cantina crush and making note of a couple things, he decided to make his move. He motioned for the waitress who was responsible for delivering drinks to the cantina’s patrons. “Hey, You see the woman who just called out for the mug?” The waitress nodded. “Put her drink on my tab and bring her a Muja fruit too.” He said flashing his own and then taking a bite of the source of his nice and sweet tasting buzz. The waitress agreed and went to go grab the items, but not before he could thank her.

Montana watched with a friendly smile as the waitress delivered the drink and the fruit.

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

Her second drink came a little faster than she thought. Tanalth was about to take it before the waitress, stammering out of fear, informed her of the Muja fruit ordered for her by the person sitting not too far away. She looked over and saw [member="Montana"] , her eyebrow perking out of confusion more than anything else it seemed. She looked back at the fruit and sniffed it before shrugging and taking a bite that pretty much consumed more than half of it. A sudden buzz came over her head that made her shake it off in a huff. A fizzle feeling was in her nose, making her rub it to ease it away. After tat she had to guzzle down more beer due to the aftertaste it left. ​

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Looking back to the white haired person who ordered the fruit for her she seemed cross at first. Either because he had the nerve to buy something for her or because she didn't trust him she seemed upset. But then her tone became more friendly, if a hint of the former still lingering, before holding two fingers up to indicated she wanted more fruit from him. ​

 

[Montana]

Montana made his way up, out of his seat, and across the room to join the big red woman. She had bitten the fruit and seemed to like it, or at least the gesture, after all she had invited him to her table along with the possibility of a second Muja fruit. Montana could understand a second, but then again fruits didn’t affect most sentients the way they did his people. Maybe she just like the combination of sweet and sour the fruit provided.

“Of all the cantinas, in all the cities in all the worlds and you walked into this one. Silat “Montana” Sul. Lovely to meet you, Red.” He held out his hand for her to take. And if she did take it he’d kiss it. It would’ve been wise to stop there with the Muja fruit. But what drunk person is ever wise? Certainly not Montana. He had one thing on his mind and that was either getting to know the giant red beauty in front of him, or getting slapped so hard he would’ve forgotten it even happened. “What brings you here?”

[member="Tanalth"]

 

[Tanalth]

As the white haired person finally came over Tanalth had giggled a bit at his odd saying before he introduced himself as [member="Montana"] . She gave a chukle, holding her hand out before he kissed it. That just made the bemused look on her face all the more expressed, clearly she being a little impressed. Even though he only called her Red she enjoyed it, especially given what she had been thinking at that point. Finally when he asked she said "Well were else am I going to get a decent drink around here? But here's the bigger question, what's a nice girl like you doing by a complete stranger a tasty fruit like this?" That had indicated the fact that, despite how he may have sounded, Tanalth was convinced he was a she. ​