When Silver loses value... (Abaigeal)

[Zatten Black]

Nar Shaddaa again. One of my favorite places in the galaxy. Minimal rules, no morals to speak of, and great bars. The Gilded Hutt on the Promenade was probably the best of the best, in my opinion, and I dropped by there to eat and drink whenever I was there. Plus, the Promenade was the place to go on Nar Shaddaa. Or at least, it was the the place where you'd be least likely to get mugged.

So, I stepped into the building, grinning widely at everybody, swung off the entrance terrace, and landed right in front of the bar. The bartender didn't even flinch. That was my usual mode of entrance. So, I simply sat down and ordered my whiskey while the handful of rich idiots glaring at me began to go back to their food.

As always, I had my whiskey with wroshyr sap in it. The sap was extremely sweet when processed, and could be condensed into a cube like sugar. It was like coming home, being here, and I was blissfully (and intentionally) unaware of the fights that were probably breaking out in the streets, and all the other various things that could go wrong tonight.

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[Coci Heavenshield]

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They are killing her .. the constant headaches. Her hands tried to relieve them as she massaged her temples but it is futile. Nar Shaddaa a place of filth, dull buildings with bright neon lights piercing her eyes, scum from all parts of the Galaxy gather here, and now she. Her head turned in both directions up the street on which she stood, dark and dingy and full of sentient beings all of which she sensed as criminals. However, that mattered not, she had completed her errand for her Master, that was all that mattered.

Her black attire, enough to shroud her within the shadows of night and so she walked to find a place to take away some of the pain. Gone are the dull aches from the torture, her body mended and scars removed to a point. Her face flecked with the signs of her heritage, small patches of fine fur of the Cathar now visible and patterned in shades of browns. Just one piece of the puzzle of her breeding.

Abaigeal turned from the street and walked the Promenade, her eyes lifted to the sign about the establishment of the Gilded Hutt, a renown place. Yes a drink that would ease the pain.

As with most places of this ilk, it is seedy .. perfect. She pushed her way to the bar and edged to a stool and waited for the bar tender to notice her.

 

[Zatten Black]

Well, I was sort of knocked out of my reverie when the girl with the patches of fur on her face sat down a couple seats away from me. She was remarkably pretty, but she looked... pained. That made me want to help... Whenever I saw a pretty girl, I wanted to help. It was a weakness that I had had since childhood, and was the real reason I had begun combat training as a kid. I slid over a couple seats to where the partially-furred woman was, and I gently tapped her on the shoulder.

"Do you need a drink? I'll pay."

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[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Zatten Black"]

Her head turned to look at the man. "I could do with one yes thanks". An interesting looking chap, but then again most are in this galaxy. And who was she to speak about it considering her make up. Such a complete melting pot is the galaxy, when it comes to the beings that inhabit it. Nar Shaddaa the best place to see it in its glory.

The bar tender finally arrived to her position and she ordered a shot of whiskey, she did not care which label. "Ice too thanks .. you pay for this one, I will buy the next".

 

[Zatten Black]

"Of course. But a drink is a drink, no matter who buys it. And one can always use a drink."

I smiled at the woman, and gestured to the whiskey bottle the bartender was pouring her.

"Vesk, we both know you have far stronger whiskey. Don't hide it in the back and pretend it's not there."

The bartender sighed and rolled his eyes at me, and then grabbed a rather oddly-shaped bottle and poured out the whiskey inside. It was darker than the other stuff, and I knew from past experience that it tasted way better. I grinned again and winked at the lady.

"You just have to know what he has, and then he can't hide it."

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[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Zatten Black"]

"I take it by the reaction of the barman you are no stranger to these parts?", she eyed him over now. After all this is a place where not can more easy find ones self in trouble with a wrong look in the right direction.

She took up the drink and finished in off in one mouthful before indicting to the barman for another. The whiskey tasted well enough, she did not care about the taste tonight, she just wanted to forget. Everything...

And if she had found some pleasant company in which to past the time then that is a bonus. "You have a name? You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine". she grinned into her glass, as she took a sip, this time.

 

[Zatten Black]

"I'm Zatten Black. And even if it sounds sad, this bar is like my home. My favorite place in the galaxy."

I grinned and spun on the chair.

"And nobody makes trouble for me here. The last guy who pulled a gun on me in here came down with a sudden case of coma. I don't like people who ruin my fun."

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