Old friends, new rivals [Jack Varus]

[Thoja Arlos]

So this will be interesting. Thoja hadn't been in contact with Jack Varus since he'd risen to the rank of Grand Marshal. However, he needed to stay in contact with his squad, and a meeting was possibly the best way for him to do that, at least it would be better than a battlefield. And so he waited in the cantina, drinking scotch and listening to the music, as well as the talking.

 

[Jack Varus]

Jack Varus enters the cantina. Looking around he soaked in his surroundings a certain sense of euphoria washes over him as his eyes moved around the room. It reminded him of his younger years working in his mothers second husband's cantina. His eye is caught by the tanned Zabrak. He moves over to the booth where Thoja was sat.
"Lord Commander" Varus announces as he sits across from his commander. "Been a while, has it not?"
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[Thoja Arlos]

"Indeed it has Varus. How have you been?" Arlos asked, before ushering a serving droid over.

"Can we get another round of Corellian Whisky?" He asked, the droid nods and goes to the bar.

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[Jack Varus]

Varus nods to the Serving droid as it leaves.
"Make it a double!" He shouts after it. Jack then turns to The Zabrak.
"Surviving... you know how these things are Lord Commander, so who are we killing this time?" When The Droid returns he takes a large swig of the content.
"I almost forgot! Congratulations on the promotion." The takes another swig. "Seems some of us are going places." he adds with a grin.

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[Thoja Arlos]

"You'll get there soon enough, I'm sure." Thoja responds, finishing his first drink and moving onto the second.

"As for who we're killing, it seems to be the Mando's... We're heading to Kashyyyk."

A faint frown appears on Arlos's face as he stares into his glass

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[Jack Varus]

"Mando-blood-lorians just great..." Varus moves onto his second drink before inquiring.
"Kashyyyk? What are they doing with those furry bastards?" He laughs to himself.
"Filthy F***ers" Noticing the frown appearing on Thoja's face he asks
"What is it?"

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[Thoja Arlos]

Arlos looks up from his drinking, finishing it with a single swig.

"The Mando's are gonna steamroll us unless we cut the head from the snake. As for what they want, most likely troops or slaves. They won't have them." Arlos begins to squeeze the glass, a small crack forming in it's structure.

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[Jack Varus]

Varus laughs at The Zabrak's response.
"The Mando's couldn't steamroll a shit." His eyes move to the now slightly cracked glass.
"You're right they won't and you may not have a hand if you break that... I have known Cantina owners to be quite upset about the destruction of their property... No matter how insignificant." He then finishes his second drink and gestures for a serving droid.

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[Thoja Arlos]

"I'm sure the Republic will cover any damages." Thoja chuckled, losing his grip on the glass and letting it drop onto the table.

"Now, I believe we have to go save a planet." Thoja says as he stands offering his hand to Jack.

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[Jack Varus]

"Average day at work then..." Varus laughs as he rises taking The Zabrak's hand.

"Let's go butcher us some 'Warriors'! " He pauses. "Who is paying for those drinks?"

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[Thoja Arlos]

Thoja smiles and turns to the bar.

"Bill the Republic!" He shouts to the bartender, before walking to the door.

"Good to have you back Jack."

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[Jack Varus]

Jack would follow his commander to the ship. While they walk he mutters a tune.
"And so he spoke, and a so he spoke...."

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