[Day 4 - LE] Dead to Me

[Jabber]

Dabber comes in late, plopping himself at the bar.

"Oof! What did I miss?"

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

He couldn't help but laugh at that, apparently not offended in the least. "Alright then, Miss Doctor.”

Vaya made an “ugh” sound and took a hefty gulp of her drink.

"I'm Astin by the way." He added as he started working again.

“Vaya. And if you don’t drop the miss druk I’m going to call you young master Astin,” she said, using ab affected Core Worlds accent, like a particularly pretentious nanny droid. She held up a hand covered in white foam. “Fortunately, it looks like whatever fire-suppression stuff they use is evaporating. And not conductive. So,” she continued casually, “I stepped out before things went to hell in here. Did you see what happened?”

[Astin Denive]

"Miss is what I call every lady when I don't know their name, though I do suppose it could of been Mrs." He glanced older told the older. "Suppose I can call Vaya now though, or Doc Vaya, since I know your name." His lips curled into lopsided smile. "You can call me young master Astin." He attempted to mimic her accent. "If you like though, it's kinda funny, and I don't really mind."

"As for what happened?" He shrugged. "Alot of things at once really. A few folks went outside, not sure why though. Maybe to mug the Imps when they were leaving, or maybe to stay out of harm's way?"

"Then someone tried to make everyone in here deaf and seems to me another tripped the fire alarm. Turned into a bit of a stampede then, as folks were yelling 'Fire!' And trying to escape, but hardly anyone could hear, and the imps accidentally fired a few blaster bolts into the air. Most folks left, band that was about to be arrested included."

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

"Miss is what I call every lady when I don't know their name, though I do suppose it could of been Mrs." He glanced older told the older. "Suppose I can call Vaya now though, or Doc Vaya, since I know your name."

“What, they haven’t invented Ms on your home planet?” she said, drawing out the Mzzzz, and with considerably less heat than earlier. “Just Vaya’s fine.”

"As for what happened?" He shrugged. "Alot of things at once really...Most folks left, band that was about to be arrested included."

Vaya nodded and worked as she listened to the story. She basically knew the answer already, but was truly impressed by the pure chaos that had been unleashed. She was glad that in the charged-particle-scatter approach no-one had actually pulled a blaster.

The delivery of the information also put to rest her worry that Astin was some kind of secret Imperial sympathizer. He was just too… folksy (or “too much of a hick,” is what she actually thought, in her judgemental ecumenopolis-born private thoughts). She flattered herself that she’d be able to pick up on it if someone who was faking it was laying it on that thick.

“Well, thanks for looking after the equipment,” she said, making a few experimental noises with the electronic soundboard she and Astin had just re-connected the power and audio cables to. “It’d be a shame if the Lizard-Monkeys got declared enemies of the state and lost all their instruments in the same night.” She noodled on the soundboard for a few seconds longer than was strictly required to put it through its paces, then shut it back down. “What do you do when you’re not rescuing vac-amps in distress?”

[Daunt]

"Looks like Dove and you go some way back, Dak. Guess ladies have first choice for a dance once music is up and running." Daunt sipped a light drink. Somewhat against the stereotype of every big guy, on most occasions he didn't consider those more inebriating ones as recreational.

[Ru'ni Wayne]

As patrons and staff filed back into the club, Ru'ni quieted down a little in the crowd, before turning to the bartender Vuxia.

"Is it normally this crazy? Or just for special occasions when Imperial Captains drop by?" He asked in an attempt to make small talk.

[Jenna Karath]

With little fanfare Jenna rejoined the bar and Vuxia, but as she'd already gotten most of what she wanted before she wasn't here for her directly. No, she was most curious about the man that now occupied the seat next to her, Ru'ni Wayne.

Yet, she did not disturb his questioning, merely took up the space while she waited for the right moment.

[Ru'ni Wayne]

Ru'ni vaguely recognized Jenna, he had seen her around town a few times, and had let his emotions get the better of him at her expense when planning the jail break. As he waited for Vuxia, he turned to Jenna and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry for what I said the last time we spoke Miss. The loss of my people was still fresh in my heart, I hope you never have to feel that pain, and I understand that all you did was in trying to prevent that feeling for yourself."

[Jenna Karath]

Jenna smirked, "Well, that was a whole lot easier than I was expecting. I'm glad you understand," she said, putting a few credits down, "cause now your first drink is on me."

[Astin Denive]

“What, they haven’t invented Ms on your home planet?” she said, drawing out the Mzzzz, and with considerably less heat than earlier. “Just Vaya’s fine.”

Vaya nodded and worked as she listened to the story. She basically knew the answer already, but was truly impressed by the pure chaos that had been unleashed. She was glad that in the charged-particle-scatter approach no-one had actually pulled a blaster.

The delivery of the information also put to rest her worry that Astin was some kind of secret Imperial sympathizer. He was just too… folksy (or “too much of a hick,” is what she actually thought, in her judgemental ecumenopolis-born private thoughts). She flattered herself that she’d be able to pick up on it if someone who was faking it was laying it on that thick.

“Well, thanks for looking after the equipment,” she said, making a few experimental noises with the electronic soundboard she and Astin had just re-connected the power and audio cables to. “It’d be a shame if the Lizard-Monkeys got declared enemies of the state and lost all their instruments in the same night.” She noodled on the soundboard for a few seconds longer than was strictly required to put it through its paces, then shut it back down. “What do you do when you’re not rescuing vac-amps in distress?”

"We have, we're just not to fond of Zzz's where I come from, Vaya. Something about the way it rolls off the tongue."


"That's truth enough." Astin offered with a nod as he finished on the piece he was working on. "Though in all likelihood these instruments wont be getting any use soon. Hard to find a gig when you are enemies of the state."

"As for me? I suppose I do the usual. Work, flirt, fornicate. Drink a bit too much too." He laughed a bit, mostly to himself. "Likely a lot of the things you don't approve of too much."

[Ru'ni Wayne]

Jenna smirked, "Well, that was a whole lot easier than I was expecting. I'm glad you understand," she said, putting a few credits down, "cause now your first drink is on me."

"Many sleepless nights I have had since The Razing," he replied, using the term popularised by the BNB service. "It allows time to think and put things in perspective." He slides the coins back towards Jenna though, refusing her generosity, his cup still fairly full.

"I hope that you have been well since that day?" He asked as it had been a few weeks since they had spoken.

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

"As for me? I suppose I do the usual. Work, flirt, fornicate. Drink a bit too much too." He laughed a bit, mostly to himself. "Likely a lot of the things you don't approve of too much."

Vaya took a big, pointed gulp of her drink. "Haven't you heard? We city folk have no morals at all. Living packed so close together, though, we develop a good sense of boundaries." She held out the hand that didn't have a drink in it, palm out, stop! "So do whatever you like, but leave me out of the starts-with-Forn category."

She looked around at the dampened and somewhat reduced crowd. "You come here often? If not, watch yourself, Rim-mouse." She nodded at Daunt, at the bar. "There are some rough types around."

[Daunt]

Daunt was unaware of being used as a scarecrow figure, so he was just sipping his low-content drink casually, waiting for nothing in particular since his friendly and conversational mood in the wake of savage chaos had so far gone mostly underappreciated. So when Vaya targeted him with a nod, he waved with a broken piece of his formed glass that had been staying in his grip for some reason. It didn't look particularly hostile though, not intentionally at least.

[Astin Denive]

That finally brought a frown to his lips. "Now, Doctor. I talk like I talk and you're welcome to no like it, and if that's the case you're free to make your way elsewhere." He looked from his work to her. "You asked a question and I answered it honestly, but I'm gonna inform you now since you seem to have mistaken my intentions."

"While my words may sound flirtatious that's just me, I'll talk to anyone in this room the same way. But before you get it into your head that I'm interested in you or something like that; I'm not. You're about as far from my type as a Nerf is from a Rancor."

He glanced from Vaya to Daunt then back to his work. "And thanks for the advice."

[Jurdak Surt]

"Looks like Dove and you go some way back, Dak. Guess ladies have first choice for a dance once music is up and running." Daunt sipped a light drink. Somewhat against the stereotype of every big guy, on most occasions he didn't consider those more inebriating ones as recreational.

Dak nodded "You could say that, I've known her for sometime. But I promised you a dance first so dance with you first I will. I maybe a no good criminal but I ain't a liar." He grinned at Dove "and I'm sure the lovely Dove will have little issue staying occupied."

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

"You're about as far from my type as a Nerf is from a Rancor."

She toasted him, cheerful and unapologetic. "Here's to that." A pause, and then, "You wanna take a crack and that hydro-guitar while I adjust the levels?"

[Jenna Karath]

"Many sleepless nights I have had since The Razing," he replied, using the term popularized by the BNB service. "It allows time to think and put things in perspective." He slides the coins back towards Jenna though, refusing her generosity, his cup still fairly full.

"I hope that you have been well since that day?" He asked as it had been a few weeks since they had spoken.

"I have, despite the risks taken, I was spared something I feared while you were not," she said, "and I don't know what they went and did that day, the risk they took for the reward they received but I am glad only that it did not cost me what I feared it might," she said, matching his way of speaking to conceal what details she may.

"Family," she indicated to him, "is everything and for your loss I'm sorry. If I could have done something more.." she shook her head, if it wasn't for Petrus she knew she would have fled the other way without a second care, she didn't really know if she deserved to make that claim.

[Dove Gray]

Dove watched the... bickering(???) between Astin and Vaya with a confused but bemused expression.

"To say that Dak and I know eachother is... well, we used to run in the same circles some years ago," she added in. "But you guys go and have fun dancing." There was something cute about two men dancing together, after all.

"Oh, hey, Jabber!" Dove gave a wave to the little Jawa as she heard him come in.

[Ru'ni Wayne]

"I have, despite the risks taken, I was spared something I feared while you were not," she said, "and I don't know what they went and did that day, the risk they took for the reward they received but I am glad only that it did not cost me what I feared it might," she said, matching his way of speaking to conceal what details she may.

"Family," she indicated to him, "is everything and for your loss I'm sorry. If I could have done something more.." she shook her head, if it wasn't for Petrus she knew she would have fled the other way without a second care, she didn't really know if she deserved to make that claim.

"We all have our differences, backgrounds, experiences, hopes and I am not one to lecture another for all our paths are different. But I have let fear color my path for the last few weeks, and hear you speak of it much." He slams back the last of his drink and gently places the cup on the bar.

"Don't let it monopolise your thoughts, that way lies nothing but trouble."

[Jabber]

Dove watched the... bickering(???) between Astin and Vaya with a confused but bemused expression.

"To say that Dak and I know eachother is... well, we used to run in the same circles some years ago," she added in. "But you guys go and have fun dancing." There was something cute about two men dancing together, after all.

"Oh, hey, Jabber!" Dove gave a wave to the little Jawa as she heard him come in.

"Oh! It's the pretty one! And Vaya too...who is also pretty!" Jabber chirps, heading over to the join them.

"So...who are we messing with tonight?" Jabber points fingerguns at Vaya. "Come on, with this group? Someone is going down."

[Jenna Karath]

"We all have our differences, backgrounds, experiences, hopes and I am not one to lecture another for all our paths are different. But I have let fear color my path for the last few weeks, and hear you speak of it much." He slams back the last of his drink and gently places the cup on the bar.

"Don't let it monopolise your thoughts, that way lies nothing but trouble."

"I try not to let it," she said, looking elsewhere, "but it isn't easy with worries like mine. Have to keep on my toes, keep moving, and maybe someday it'll all be at a point where I can put that fear down and forget for a while."

[Dapper Dog]

Vuxia started cleaning the bar off and said, "Anyone need drinks?"

[Jabber]

"Ahh!" Jabber waves an arm. "Another beautiful lady! One who likes Jawa. Yes, drink please! I could use a Blue Milk special with a shot of whiskey"

[Jenna Karath]

With Vuxia's reappearance she had an out of the current thought, the Jawa got in his piece, they ran a job, but she still couldn't make heads or tails of the way they spoke, still she had her out and found herself quickly sliding into it, "He's already covered, it seems," she said, indicating the credits he'd tossed back her way, "but I could go for another" she slid her few credits forward,"House special and maybe a continuation on that chat we were having before? Bloody work isn't my style, so the Hutt's request is out of the water but you suggested there might be some work elsewhere, right?"

[Dapper Dog]

She starts preparing Jabber's drink and said, "Well what is your style?"