Too young...to bad...drink!

[Ponyboy Reynolds]

Once a runner, Ponyboy stopped, he decided to ease off so much exercise. Ponyboy walked out of a alleyway on the streets of lower Coruscant. He fixed his collar on his leather jacket before walking into a bar, he got many glares from assortments of cretures, the seventeen year old just shrugged them off, then walked to the bar. The bartender eyed him, Ponyboy only smiled. The bartender glared. "Kid...get out." He said. Pony frowned.

"Cmon man...you really gonna turn down me." He said throwing down 50 credits, the bartender took it then brought back a Corellian Whiskey. He sat down on a barstool and sipped at the whiskey.

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[Cross Ikon]

"One does not ask where the money is coming from, as long as its coming."

I sat down next to the obviously under-aged guy at the bar.

"Cognac. Strongest you've got. Probably ten times weaker than what I usually drink."

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[Isaac Ideus]

Isaac stopped outside a cantina and sized it up. It was a bit of a dive, sure, but it still looked better than a lot of the lower streets of this city. He had just arrived in Coruscant and his back was sore. He had locked his two luggage bags in a storage locker a block away-- they were his only real possessions. It had been a week since he left home. It was an adventure, he said. Of course, a third party might say it was more of an escape. The Corelian police would certainly say it was evasion. But Isaac knew that bigger and better things were in his future, no matter the isolation and hardship that would result from leaving his family.

He stepped in and surveyed the wretched crowd. He really knew little about the common Coruscanti, but he was wary of them and certainly didn't want the possibility of confrontation. He spotted a young looking lad and took a seat next to him. He figured he posed the least amount of threat of just about anybody in the Lower City. Isaac directed a finger at the bar tender and asked for a beer. He had nowhere really to lay his head for the night... perhaps he'd waste all his money on cheap booze and crawl into some back corner.

Another patron entered the bar-- a big fella. The bar tender slid Isaac his drink and he took a sip. With a big thud, the 'big fella' took a seat right next to him. Isaac glanced over and nearly choked on his beer. 'Big' was a slight understatement. This red-head was built like a Wookie. He didn't cast a shadow, he cast an eclipse. Don't stare, don't stare he told himself. Just act... naturally.

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[Ponyboy Reynolds]

Ponyboy felt uncomfortable with the redhead him.

He ordered a drink and mumbled somthing.

Ponyboy looked at him.

"What happened to your eye?" He ask as he looked down to the counter.

A few seconds later a man walked in.


He nearly choked on his beer, Ponyboy laughed.


"Haha, who chokes on their first drink?"

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[Isaac Ideus]

Isaac looked to his left. "Come again?" he asked. He heard what he said, honestly, but couldn't believe some brat was taking the piss like that. "What are you even doing here... this place is dangerous. Where are you from?"

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