Private Strike! Tarkin's Ten-Pin

[Jacen Breska]

BOWL BABY BOWL​

WEARING:: Pictured
EQUIPMENT: NOTHING
LOCATION: :: TARKIN'S TEN-PIN BOWLING LANE ::
TAG: Braze

"All Squads this is Blackout One. We're given operational green light. Commence operation."
Several lights blinked in his heads up display, signifying the acknowledgement of the other squads in his unit.

Another operation. Another unit under his command. This time a strike on a weapons depot on some nameless, desolate world. Someone wanted to slow the new Empire's growth and was willing to pay handsomely. Handsomely enough for Jacen to ignore the part of himself that still leaned Imperial. He was a mercenary first and foremost now. No one ideology or faction held his loyalty. Only the people he dropped with, followed closely by himself.

"Jacen, all squads are advancing on the depot, first contact expected in five minutes. What are our orders?"
Jacen turned his head towards the rest of Blackout Squad, acknowledging them each silently before he turned his head back to the depot. Blackout perched on a cliff above the depot, the same spot a sentry team had tried to hold minutes before his squad quietly removed them from play. From here Jacen could see every approach, every chokepoint, every spot the defenders would leave thin.
He raised a hand and pointed towards a section of wall near a tower. Guards along it patrolled slowly and deliberately as they considered the environment. These weren't just your run of the mill lazy troopers, Jacen thought, they were professionals. Still, he knew how they'd react.
"When the attack begins," he began, "we'll use ascension cables to scale there. The Tower guard will be too preoccupied with the main attack to notice what's happening."
He turned his head back and gave a small nod, "Then it's just getting into the furnace and generator rooms then planting the detpacks."
He turned back towards the facility. The detpacks wouldn't level the place, but they'd cripple it for months. That was enough. He sighed and looked up at the mission timer in the corner of his HUD. Any second now the attack was going to start.

"Sir? Sir?"

"Sir?"

Jacen blinked. The HUD of his helmet faded away, replaced by stylized silver and black decor, an old Imperial K2 droid manning a counter and holding up a pair of bowling shoes.

"Size eleven. As requested." It said in it's robotic voice. Jacen nodded and grabbed the shoes, offering a courteous smile and nod before going to the lane he bought.
"Tarkin's Ten-Pin...." he muttered quietly as he sat down and took his boots off, replacing them with the bowling shoes.
"What a name..." he said, shaking his head before he burst into a laugh. It was catchy, though. It's why he ended up selecting this place.

After his most recent missions...results...Jacen needed a break. And he was tired of drinking his sorrows away in a bar. He wanted to have fun. He wanted to hit something. And he wanted fun company to do it with. No one from the Drop would do. Not right now. They'd just remind him of work. He needed some outside help, a friend. Not a teammate. So he sent Braze a message, bowling alley food and drink on him.

Another K2 droid shambled to his booth holding a holo menu.

"An Order you'd like to place, sir?" It asked, it's lifeless white eyes locked on his.

"No no," he said, waving his hand. "Not yet. I'm waiting for company."

"Hm. If you say so, sir." The droid said and turned, off to go assist somewhere else.
Jacen watched as it walked away. He hadn't interacted with droids too often in his time, he'd forgotten how...snarky a bucket of bolts could be. But he wasn't too worried. Braze'd be there soon.

Jacen was eager, though. Too eager to wait, too excited. So he set up the game and waited.

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[Braze]

Tags: Jacen Breska ​

Braze never got junk food growing up unless he was sneaking bites of the street food Jasper Kai'el or Marissa Shoda brought home on occasion, or whatever he'd picked up specifically for either of them. So pizza, fries, and wings felt like a whole new kind of luxury. He had no problem showing up somewhere that wasn't a cantina for once.

He'd never been bowling before. He didn't really understand the point of the game yet, but he liked the music humming overhead and the bright displays on the big screens. And if bowling turned out to make no sense whatsoever, the place had a full arcade attached. There would be something fun to do either way. Today was about spending time with a friend.

He was settled into the seating area at their lane, picking absently at a tray of nachos when Jacen walked over.

"Oh, you got shoes too… I'm not sure why they look so funny. Do we really need shoes for this sport?"

 

[Jacen Breska]

BOWL BABY BOWL​

WEARING:: Pictured
EQUIPMENT: NOTHING
LOCATION: :: TARKIN'S TEN-PIN ::
TAG: Braze

Jacen turned his attention to Braze and tilted his head in confusion as he tied the bowling shoes. He pursed his lips together and looked down at his feet.

"Huh," he said, quietly, as if noticing his feet for the first time in his life.

"D'ya know it's never really occurred to me before," he said with a shrug, raising his eyes back to Brazes'.
"I bet the droid staff wouldn't like if you didn't. Or maybe they don't care I dunno." He shrugged again and stood, walking over to the stand in the middle of the lane to select a bowling ball.
"I dunno if I've ever heard bowling called a sport before, neither," he said with a chuckle as he approached the lane.

"Game's simple. Just knock down the pins. Try to get all ten down in one but if you can't who cares. We're hardly going pro tonight."

He exhaled and narrowed his eyes as he took a step forward and reeled his arm back before pushing it forward and sending the ball careening down the lane. Before too long, the ball started to drift off to the left and missed all ten pins entirely.

Jacen scrunched his face up in disappointment.

"And don't do that," he said with a shake of his head, going to grab the ball when it came back.

Once again he stepped forward, rolling the ball down the lane, and once again it careened to the left. This time, however, 3 pins were struck and knocked over.

A terrible start to the game.

With a sigh and a shake of his head, Jacen turned around and sat opposite Braze in the lane.

"I appreciate you coming," he said with a small nod, before reaching over to try and steal a nacho.

"And I appreciate you being okay to meet here instead of a cantina. I think I've had enough alcohol to last a lifetime," Jacen continued with a chuckle, "I needed something fun to do. Needed to get my mind off of everything.

He looked up at the scoreboard. A mocking 3 next to his name. "I think sucking at bowling is just the thing. But how are you? What have you been up to?"

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[Braze]

Tags: Jacen Breska ​

"That's okay. This seems like a fun new experience. I don't really like cantinas. I haven't ever really had a good experience in one either. Kinda irresponsible for Force users to get wasted too."

He moved to offer his tray of junk food toward Jacen. He'd bought plenty, enough to share.

"Anything meet your fancy? Feel free to help yourself to snacks."

He wiped the grease from his hands with a few napkins, then stood and awkwardly went to take his turn.

"Oh... that's bad, right?" he asked, glancing back with a shy grin.

"Oh, uh... I've been running around collecting plants and seeds and raising a farm to grow foods. I'm also raising a student. Nothing much else. Been bounty hunting a bit here and there to supplement my projects."

 

[Jacen Breska]

BOWL BABY BOWL​

WEARING:: Pictured
EQUIPMENT: NOTHING
LOCATION: :: TARKIN'S TEN-PIN ::
TAG: Braze

Jacen happily grabbed a nacho and ate it., then waved his hands dismissively as he chewed and swallowed. "I thought you'd be upset," he said, looking back down at the snacks and taking another one.

"It's not as satisfying if you're willing to share!" He chuckled then waved down a service droid to place his own order for two sampler treys and a full order of Alderaan Bites, chocolate frost covered donut holes that kind of resembled asteroids, so said the menu. The food might be in bad taste but the taste itself was supposed to be incredible.

"I know you have plenty, let's get plenty more. I'm in the mood for an escape and gorging myself on bad bowling alley food sounds perfect," he said with a small smile.

Jacen watched as Braze went to go take his turn. And covered his smile as the ball struck two pins only then went into the gutter on the second throw.

"Yeah that's not good. But, you're only one pin behind me," he said, pointing at the scoreboard. "And you've never played before," he shrugged a shoulder and stood, wiping his hands on a napkin as he selected his ball and stood up to the lane.

"Collecting plants? Like from everywhere? And raising them all in one spot?" Jacen, admittedly, knew nothing of botany.

"Isn't that bad? I'd think that'd be bad, no?" He blinked in confusion then sent the ball screaming down the lane. It struck the head pin perfectly and sent the rest of the pins cascading down. A strike!

Jacen fist pumped and spun around on his heels, "WOOOO!" he cheered, "THAT'S good. Do that!" he said with a wide smile, pointing down to the fallen collection of pins.

With a heart full of elation, Jacen sat back down. "Woo. Yes! Alright!" he clapped his hands, then turned just as the service Droid brought the food he ordered.

With a contented sigh, he immediately popped an Alderaan Bite into his mouth.
"Oh Fu-....these are good," he said, pointing to the container, then pushing them over. "Try one."

"And yeah, bounty hunting...." he said as he finished the treat, "I remember. I helped you out once. You're still doing that? How's that going? And uh...the student. Is it that one...what's his name....Le......Leonas? Lysandros?"

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