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The Stargazer (Nightclub/ Bar RP)

Kohai laid her hand on [member="Listeri Dalane"] 's shoulder. "You okay? Lost ya for a bit, there." She winked at him. "And you want me to try that?"

She directed her attention to a new arrival. She watched as [member="Roshh Lago"] sat down before drinking... something, she didn't know what it was. Aside from his trench coat and rifle, the man also seemed to have a gnarly-looking scar across his eye. He seemed to be very angry for some reason, so she quickly snapped her head forward again.
 
Cor walked inside, seating himself beside Roshh. He looked over to him and then opened his mouth to speak. "Hey, what is your problem I suggest you stop farking trying to act like you own this place", Cor said angrily. He then ordered a drink and took a sip before returning his gaze to Roshh.
 

Roshh Lago

Guest
"Looks like you got beat with the ugly tree...one branch at a time", Rossh snapped back. He then jumped out of his seat and gripped his potwa bottle. He marched over to the Ithorian and attempted to bring the beer bottle down onto the Ithorian's head.
 
Cor fell out of his seat as the bottle was brought over his head. "GAH!" he shouted in agony and then used his chair to support him getting up. "YOU FARKING-" Cor stopped himself and quickly threw his hard as a rock head towards Roshh's forehead. If this hit connected it would cause a great amount of pain for the Ubese man who was at the time holding a blaster.
 

Roshh Lago

Guest
Rosshh stumbled back, grabbing his forehead before falling into a table. The table would fall over and the sound of shattered glass would be heard through out the bar. The bartender was trying to activate his wireless communicator so he could contact the police. Roshh pulled himself up and quickly attempted to bash the Ithorian in the jaw with the butt of his blaster rifle. The bartender was still having no luck contacting the police and Roshh had a itchy trigger finger indeed.
 
Cor was hit and fell to the floor with a loud thump. The bartender had finally managed to activate the communicator and Cor was not moving. The Ubese had knocked the Ithorian out cold and he could not even defend himself. If the Ubese was going to kill him now was the time.
 
What was wrong with these people?! How could things have devolved into a bar fight so fething quickly!? This kind of stuff isn't supposed to happen in real life, at least not sober!

Are you serious?! These people aren't even drunk yet and they're just banging away at each other! Kohai saw the bartender frantically calling the police. "Larkij! Get down!" She propelled herself over the bar, tackling him as she went. She didn't want what happened to his father to happen to him!

She looked over the bar, [member="Roshh Lago"] and [member="Cor Latch"] were still fighting! She roughly gripped [member="Listeri Dalane"] by the collar, dragging his inebriated form over the bar with all her strength. "C'mon ya big, useless thug!"
 
Kohai Drenn said:
What was wrong with these people?! How could things have devolved into a bar fight so fething quickly!? This kind of stuff isn't supposed to happen in real life, at least not sober!

Are you serious?! These people aren't even drunk yet and they're just banging away at each other! Kohai saw the bartender frantically calling the police. "Larkij! Get down!" She propelled herself over the bar, tackling him as she went. She didn't want what happened to his father to happen to him!

She looked over the bar, [member="Roshh Lago"] and [member="Cor Latch"] were still fighting! She roughly gripped [member="Listeri Dalane"] by the collar, dragging his inebriated form over the bar with all her strength. "C'mon ya big, useless thug!"
Listeri's glazed eyes watched in awe as the pair fought with ferocity, yet when he tried moving forward, he felt a yank on the back of his collar. He stared at Kohai angrily, as he whipped out his rifle and fired at the two. He slowly tossed it over the counter, as he stumbled over it, following his gun. " They're nearly here! " Larkij stated fearfully, as he slowly reached for the gun under the counter.

(EDIT: This is Listeri, accidentally posted as one of my other accounts.)

[member="Kohai Drenn"] [member="Cor Latch"] [member="Roshh Lago"]
 
It was that time of night again, it seemed. Strolling down the dimly lit streets of lower level Coruscant, the gang of five individuals would make their way to the Stargazer, a common and popular nightclub it seemed. Being an Ex-Republic official, Ace was able to create contacts and informants within the faction, one being a dispatch operator. The man who worked privately with Ace called himself Rooter, and nothing else. It didn't really matter, seeing as the only thing that mattered was the safety of those less fortunate. Rooter was incharge of the lower-level calls, this giving Ace things to do as he was down in that location. The five soldiers were dressed in their casual street wear, all of them being armed with their standard issued Republic blaster. They all carried their old Republic I.D. as well, which was used when running into authorities and criminals alike.
Entering the bar, two of the men would stop at the front, taking positions on either side of the entrance. The usual, of course. Ace, along with Scorch and Picker entered the strongly scented establishment, taking a deep breath of air into his nose. Whipping out their blaster pistols, the three men would fan out, raising their weapons to point at the other three who were currently armed. "Put the weapons down!" Ace would yell, his eyes focussed on the trio.
[member="Roshh Lago"] [member="Listeri Dalane"]
 

Roshh Lago

Guest
He would fall to his knees in a sudden yelp as the blaster bolt from Listerine's gun would strike him in the stomach. He dropped his gun and grabbed his stomach. He looked up to Ace and then slowly fell to his back. "J-J-Just t-take me in, you farking nerf-herders", he managed to say. He would slowly look to his rifle and helmet before saying "You better bring those with me", and then he rolled over onto his side, hoping it would stop the pain...it didn't.
 
Averting his attention to the counter, Ace would watch as [member="Listeri Dalane"] lifted his blaster rifle, firing it off in the direction of [member="Roshh Lago"]. Turning his head, he would watch the Ubese fall to the ground in pain, muttering several things apparently in spite towards the soldiers who had arrived to help dissolve the situation. However, it seemed it had already gotten out of hand. Moving to point his gun at the counter, he would signal with his free hand to aim at the counter as well, three blasters being aimed at Listeri as he took cover along with the bartender. "Drop the weapon, now!" He would yell, annoyed at how intense this situation had gotten. One man lay on the ground, suffering from a cauterized wound. Staying behind cover, the men who had entered would keep an eye on the counter, watching as their guns pointed out from behind their safe position. Lifting his hand, Ace as the leader would communicate with the two who had been waiting outside, ordering one to enter, giving him brief details of the situation. Keeping his blaster holstered, the fourth soldier to enter would rush in quickly, aiming to grab Roshh and pull him to safety. He would no doubt need medical attention.
 

Jaycob Lynx

Coolest Kid On The Block OOC Account
"Jaycob get in here we have a wounded civilian"Ace said I rushed in scanning the area for the wounded civilian as he rushed in "what the heck happened here Ace?" I said getting the wounded ready for transportation to the medical center.
 
(OOCly, there is a new rule! NO MORE FIGHTING! This a bar thread, not a duel, not a dominion or whatever. [member="Ace Thrakish"], [member="Jaycob Lynx"] , you don't come to a bar armed to the teeth. Think about it.)
 
([member="Listeri Dalane"] I don't think I mentioned being in armor at the bar, if I did, a mistake. My character wears casual clothes while on the streets, something akin to the label in my signature. No armor.)
 
(Hmm. Sorry If you didn't mention it, but it seriously just seems out of place. Most bar threads die thanks to combat, so I'm trying to limit it as much as possible. [member="Ace Thrakish"])
 
([member="Listeri Dalane"] Okay, I understand what you mean. I don't plan on creating more combat, icly my character is trying to calm everyone down, perhaps not with a good method.)
 
(Ah. Now to actually post something!)
Listeri remained behind the counter, his drunk and dazed expression remaining on his confused face. Everything seemed like a colorful blur, as sounds echoed around him in disorienting haze of psychadelia. He flopped down on the floor, unconscious.

[member="Ace Thrakish"]
 
Having kept his ears sharp to listen for movement, Ace could not help but peak out from behind his cover, having heard the strange sounding thud. Spotting one of [member="Listeri Dalane"]'s limbs over the counter, the man would deduce that he had either been knocked out, or simply passed out on his own. "Alright everyone, let's all calm down now." He spoke, placing his blaster pistol within his chest holster. Nodding to his fellow soldiers, they would do the same, approaching the counter where the bartender and Listeri resided. "What happened, who is responsible for all of this?" He would question, turning to look at the downed Ithorian [member="Cor Latch"]. At the moment, [member="Roshh Lago"] was being treated by a medical unit, thanks to [member="Jaycob Lynx"]'s assistance.
 

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