Faction The great Nexu hunt afterparty (children of the protectors)

[Han Tuusoc]

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From the outside of the cantina it looks beautiful, inviting and homey. Soft wooden planks and huge, stone pillars make up most of the building's outer structure.
It's impossible to see through the small, stained glass windows, but the hustling and bustling from within can be felt outside.

As people enter the Cantina through the old, wooden door, you're welcomed by overall happiness and excitement.
The bartender is working hard but still manages to welcome you with a smile.

It's as charming inside as it is on the outside. Sqaured, stone beams support the upper floor and the sconces attached to them. The walls are loaded with hundreds of memorabilia, all signed and most likely donated by customers..

The Cantina itself is packed. Groups belonging to some kind of organization, whether sport, music, or other you're not sure of, seem to be the primary clientele here, which is probably the best clientele for the owner. Several long tables are occupied by, what seems to be one large group of people. The other, smaller tables are also occupied by people who are betting on the pitfights and, judging by their laughter, are either telling jokes or great, perhaps embarrassing, tales. Even most of the stools at the bar are occupied, though nobody seems to mind more company.

You did hear rumors about this tavern, supposedly it's famous for something, but you can't remember what for. Though judging by the number of men staring at one of the waitresses, it's probably her beauty and charm. as others manage to find a seat and prepare for what will undoubtedly be a great evening.

Han was one of these people having nearly escaped the Hunt with his body in one piece he entered the bar having asked to meet with a chiss medic who wishes to join Mia's crew Spirits know the little one needs all the help they can get. On his waste a transparent case of deathsticks and stims his armor having been repaired since getting back however despite letting Mia know were he is Shes probable still upset with his actions let alone that he's not resting and instead sitting at the bar of this old cantina ordering more booze and placing bets on the pit fight let alone has bought more stims and a new blaster after having gifted his shielded blaster to Omen.

 

[Vulcan Krayt]

Vulcan pushed open the wooden doors and walked into the quaint Cantina. It was very lively and, full of a warm atmosphere, which is a rarity in the Galaxy lately. Even if you never stepped through the doors before in your life, you still felt at home. He had arrived back from the Nexu Hunt in one piece and, was able to save some of the flora and fauna on Loth. He can hold his head up high in pride. He was also pleased that he wasn't badly hurt because it would have taken him quite a while to recover.

He's here to have fun at a party and besides, who wants to miss a party? Parties are the greatest things since, well cake. Except ones made from marzipan, that stuff tasted vile and it made his face itch, which leads to a rash. Ugly but it didn't seem to spread, which was the only blessing from that fiasco.

He dodged deftly between crowds of people as he didn’t want to be trapped in a snarl of people or stepped on because it hurt when it happens. Which can be a mood dampener. After a while, he reached the bar and climbed up onto a barstool and ordered a drink. He picked a fruity blend this time, he'll move on to the stronger stuff later. Looking up at the screens he watched the Pit-Fights with interest. He declined to place bets when he was asked.

He then wondered if the others would be coming too. He wanted to see his comrades again.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori wasn't involved with the Nexu hunt. She had been working on looking after the newly arrived Nexu on her planet Mnemosyne. It was an undertaking by herself and Jhira Mereel , to help repopulate the species and return them to Mandalore.

She had heard of the hunt, however and even of the celebration that was to occur afterwards, which of course was something that she needed to attend. Lori let her husband Rex Valhoun know of her whereabouts and even invited him to attend if he could spare the time. Rarely were the two ever seen together, which was bad enough given the numerous people she knew that didn't approve of the arranged marriage. Sometimes she was hounded with questions by them, as though they were just looking for her to ask for their help in ending the marriage. However she didn't indulge them, instead insisting that everything was fine and that Rex was a good person.

They just needed to see it.

Lori opened the doors and stepped in, wearing her Rebel Ops armour that was painted in red. Standing out wasn't always a good thing, but right now she figured that tonight would be just fine. Her helmet was clipped to her hip, and her hair was tied back. A bright smile appeared once her eyes adjusted to the low light mere moments before she saddled herself up on one of the barstools. "Whiskey please." She spotted Vulcan Krayt and gave him a friendly nod.

Han Tuusoc