Resting in Pieces

[Onrai]

Lamia sat at the counter of a nondescript bar on a nondescript world, drinking a little more alcohol. As of a few days ago, she and Justin were no longer together. He wanted to do some silly smuggling stuff that was far too dangerous, and she couldn't convince him to stick around. They had left on amicable terms, though that was hardly good news.

She sighed, drinking yet another shot of whatever the substance was.

[member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Lamia Quresh"]

Solan stared around the bar as he smiled and waited to see what faces he could collect on tonight. Sadly though the number of people who seemed to be lacking in the bounty division was low. He was curious and just about to leave when a shot of sadness touched his mind thanks to his empathy. With an almost too curious look his eyes turned and he focused in on the woman that was drinking alone and smiled. "What have we here..." She was Sith, that much he was not too surprised by as he had recently been to Kesh so he had seen them more than a few times. But the sadness in her heart was what drew him to sit down beside her. "Something wrong?"

 

[Onrai]

[member="Solan Charr"]

She turned, looking at the newcomer as he attempted to empathize with her - a fruitless gesture, not really needed after all. "I experienced some... issues with my relationship. I would prefer to say little more than that." Her private life was her private life. It wasn't something she opened up on and aired out on display for everyone - certainly not people she had never met before.

How enigmatic an individual this one was...

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Lamia Quresh"]

HE watched her shrug off his question and spoke of her own issues. A curious one already. "How about i buy you a drink then, i need to pass the time anyways after so you will be a good conversation i am sure. What might a pureblood be doing on this planet though, there is a group on Kesh i know of but you are not on Kesh right now so it makes me wonder." He would know if he had seen her too, seeing how his visit to that lost tribe was certainly an eventful one.

 

[Onrai]

[member="Solan Charr"]

In response to his being willing to pay for a drink, she nodded. "I'm not from Kesh. Just consider me someone who comes from nowhere in particular." She gave a forced smile, her cheek-tendrils twitching a bit before she returned to considering what to do next. "I'm just not really sure what to do now. Nothing to look forward to in life, though I can get by relatively well."

Indeed she could - using the Force to pilfer persons' pockets was rather easy for her.