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Rangers to the Bar! [Open]

Jules is new to the place and had only briefly made contact with Ranger One through the corridors of the barracks. But what a better way to get to know her fellow Rangers then over a pint? Well there simply wasn't one.

She moved closer and ordered a beer in a tall glass which was soon placed before her. Jules gave the bar keep a smile and raised her glass to his mastery of the pour. She took in the scent of the hops for a moment, her eyes closing, lips smiling at the delight of it, and soon the white froth would press against her lips and she took her first sip.

Her tongue quickly licked off the froth sitting on he upper lip and she replaced the glass on the bar, before taking a seat on a stool. The place is not so busy tonight, just a few Jedi seated over in the corner locked in conversation.

Hopefully some of the other Rangers would come soon and join her as arranged.

[member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Vladimir Kirov"] | [member="Eric-1224"]
 
Not being one to usually take part in gatherings especially not in a bar Vladimir was reluctant at first to accept the invite of some of the Rangers but he saw the value in letting loose just a little. The Rangers were subjected to a great deal of danger on a regular basis and they certainly needed to trust each other as well as the Jedi they served with. Trusting Jedi came naturally to most Rangers which is why they served but trusting another Ranger was a difficult thing to achieve without spending some time with them getting to know them.

Stepping into the bar Ranger one surveyed the scene, he noted the presence of a few Jedi in the corner, he didn’t recognize any of them so he gave a simple little nod to them acknowledging their presence. He walked up to the bar, leaning against it casually signalling the bartender requesting a Hapan wine, something to remind him of home. He took a small sip closing his eyes, enjoying the taste before glancing around the bar and spotting the woman who had invited them all out.

“Hello Ranger [member="Juliette Molière"] it is good to get the opportunity to meet you formally this was certainly an excellent idea, I hope other Rangers take you up on this invitation.” Vladimir stated keeping his eyes averted just slightly.
 
Willa Isard | Vladimir Kirov | Eric-1224

Juliette quickly bounced off the stool and stood in salute as the boss arrived. As she is new around here, she is feeling a little nervous at meeting the other Rangers let alone the Ranger One.

She keep her ridged form until dismissed. "It is my pleasure Sir!", she said a little too loud, which caused the Jedi in the corner to look up their way. Then she remembered this was to be informal and so she relaxed her stance, however she remained standing.

"Can I order you a drink Sir?".
 
I combed my white hair back with my three fingers and my thumb. Using my real hand to do so because my prosthetic limb would have caught onto my hair. It was a little spiked up from the grease that I had been using to fix up the ship in the shop. Really it was just a giant hanger that ships that were broken down, or needed repair were taken for me and others to fix. Since my escape from the ship, I found that the Silver Jedi gave me a job. I was considered a Ranger because I was working for their military. I knew how to use weapons pretty well.

But nothing like all the others who were the top of their class. However, I knew that I would have to work my way up from the bottom. Despite that, I thought that meeting with those who were in ranks above me would help get some friends and allies within the Rangers. as well as make a personal level apparent between myself and others.

Taking this into account, I walked into the bar to already see some of the others who were coming to the calling of drinking a few pints for some casual meetings between us. Walking up, I ordered a drink from the male bartender, and turned speaking "Hi, Name is Er-" I stopped have way in my name when I realized that I was talking to a woman. I clammed up and just shoved the mug of beer into my mouth to shut myself up.

[member="Vladimir Kirov"], [member="Juliette Molière"],
 
Willa looked up, there was actually a decent turn out while her eyes flicked around and the ones who were there she didn't have any idea who they were. Just taking a seat while she listened and missed Steph or Rohn. They were her friends and now they were gone off around the galaxy somewhere.
 
Willa Isard | Vladimir Kirov | Eric-1224

Jules looked around feeling a little awkward. The boss for some reason unable to look her in the face, the new guy Eric she believe unable to complete a sentence and a girl looking forlorn. Things were not going well. She raised her hand to her face and tried to pretend she was itchy but in reality, just in case she still had froth on her lips which for some reason they could not tell her, she cleaned her face.

Her eyes looking anywhere but at the two men. "So... nice weather we are having". Oh great Jules the weather. She sighed internally.

She turned back to the bar and dove into her glass contents once more. At least the beer was friendly.


:p
 
Clearly I had not made the situation any better. My inability to talk to females really hurt my chances of ever having girlfriends, or anything of a relationship with a female. As she turned around to her beer, I did the same. Almost chugging it. I mean, there was a reason why they called liquor "liquid courage."

I drank the entire glass and sat it down as I tried to subdue a burp that would not make me anymore pleasing than I already looked. I then pointed to the glass to indicate I wanted another. Looks like this was going to be my test run.
 

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