Night at the Nerf [Day 0 - EN]

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak nodded to Jax's words "As I said it would be best for no violence to happen during the job. Only reason for it should be if shit hits the fan and you need to get out. I doubt our employer would take kindly to you getting captured." Dak had seen a number of coworkers snuffed out in holding cells and transports so their secrets died with them.

At Daunt's request to team up Jax nodded "I can sneak in close to get the job done or do long range over sight and elimination if necesarry."

[Venator Praedae]

"Fun idea buh de Imps are already wranglin' people up. No need to cause more drouble and ged der eyes on us. We can use de prisoner idea or repord some fake riods do ged the head off us." Venator adds in.

[Bowze Coppa]

The nemoidian let out a sigh

''I am unsure if I can bring anything to bear with the plan being what it currently is...I could keep watch, I guess'' he rubbed his temples before chiming in further

''But I think the cathari is correct...violence might compromise the operation''

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

"... I'd like Dak and the Balosar on mine."

"Don't be reductive," muttered Vaya without looking away from the map, and without much heat. "That's Doctor Balosar."

The nemoidian let out a sigh

''I am unsure if I can bring anything to bear with the plan being what it currently is...I could keep watch, I guess'' he rubbed his temples before chiming in further

''But I think the cathari is correct...violence might compromise the operation''

"I'm sure Vandil had her reasons to ask you to come," she said, patting him on the shoulder. "The good sense to advise us not to kill a bunch of troopers, for example."

[Vandil]

Vandil rose and said, “Well my people will be in touch, have a few drinks on me and then be ready when the time comes. I get what I want, you get paid, it’s simple and to the point. That’s how I like to do business.”

She then had her thugs gather her things and they left allowing specialists to plan, drink, or do whatever they needed before things got serious.

OOC: Feel free to mingle the job will be on Day 1 as an event.

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak snorted "the good sense to tell us something that two other people have already said? I'm sure hes more useful than a parrot." He turns to Bowze "but she is right you're here for a reason, no one makes it in this business without having some useful talents, can you lie or be persuasive? Both are valuable talents for distraction."

Vandil rose and said, “Well my people will be in touch, have a few drinks on me and then be ready when the time comes. I get what I want, you get paid, it’s simple and to the point. That’s how I like to do business.”

She then had her thugs gather her things and they left allowing specialists to plan, drink, or do whatever they needed before things got serious.

OOC: Feel free to mingle the job will be on Day 1 as an event.

He quieted as Vandil spoke and nodded flashing her a smile "Thank you for the opportunity Vandil, hopefully we can talk about something more stimulating next time." He said before returning to the maps and tactical planning.

[Daunt]

"I stand corrected." Daunt indeed stood up, took two drinks, the one for himself in the bloodied hand, the one for her in the clean glove. "Doctor Balosar." He had a deep, slightly raspy voice that worked well in making whispers clear. There was honest acknowledgement in it, no mockery whatsoever. Having taken a pause to acknowledge Vandil's words, he offered the doctor the drink, his chest at the level of her antennae, but keeping a step from her so as not to be too imposing. "The doctor of what, however?"

[Bowze Coppa]

Bowse was quiet for a moment, frowning

''The plan...is suboptimal, too many variables unknown. I don't usually leave things to luck...or I prefer to tip the scales in advance if I have to.''

He shook his head before turning to Vaya

''A watcher will be needed to monitor troop movement or patrols at any rate. If things come to it I could improvise something''

[Djanik]

Djanik shrugged.

He knew how tempting a little action was to sentries - especially action not important enough to warrant involving someone higher on the pay scale. Still, he'd need some time to go over the data and see what would be workable.

Swirling his mostly empty drink, he contemplated if he wanted a third - or maybe something with more punch.

It seemed there was an assumption they'd be... getting to know each other.

What a laugh.

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

...he offered the doctor the drink, his chest at the level of her antennae, but keeping a step from her so as not to be too imposing. "The doctor of what, however?"

Vaya accepts the drink with a polite nod before looking back at the map, and at least touches it to her lips. "Xenoarchaeology. Old and dead things. Not that useful, really."

[Djanik]

Finishing his drink, Djanik rose and took a trip by the bar to replace it with something dark, amber red, and faintly glowing.

Holding it casually in his left hand, he drifted toward where Daunt was standing, in time to hear the last line exchanged.

"So a doctor and a hunter. You have much to say about life - and taking it, and she has much to say about death, and understanding it."

A wry smile.

"Fascinating. What names do you go by, if I might ask?"

[Bowze Coppa]

It did not matter now...this seems to be the world he was destined to live in. Rising in silence he moved to the bar once more and ordered foaming womp rat.

These people...could not plan an operation out of a paper bag. I hope no bystander will get caught in this.

[Dapper Dog]

It did not matter now...this seems to be the world he was destined to live in. Rising in silence he moved to the bar once more and ordered foaming womp rat.

These people...could not plan an operation out of a paper bag. I hope no bystander will get caught in this.

“Don’t look so glum, buddy,” she said as she fixed the drink. “They say it’s bad luck to drink alone.”

She poured herself a shot and added, “Perks of the job.”

[Bowze Coppa]

''That must be a dangerous perk, considering how long the night can be and the easy access to it.'' he replied, trying to smile

[Dapper Dog]

''That must be a dangerous perk, considering how long the night can be and the easy access to it.'' he replied, trying to smile

“Only if you’re a drunk, sweetheart and V ain’t no drunk. So why the long face, darlin’? You didn’t like what the Hutts had to offer? Or maybe the gungan was a friend of yours? Did I not make the drink right?” she asked.

[Bowze Coppa]

He took a sip of the said drink, savoring it

''The drink is good, do not worry miss.'' He tried to stifle another sigh as he observed the liquid mirroring the ceiling's light's

''Well...I never quite considered myself a professional in...hum that line of work...but I guess I must do.''

[Dapper Dog]

“Well it’s not like you have to stay in this line of work, sir. There are plenty of people that could use an upstanding man like you helping them out. Honest folks who might need honest help or not so honest help doing the right thing,” she said cleaning the bar after downing her shot.

“But I wouldn't want to presume anything for you, Mister Coppa. Maybe tell ol’ V what you consider yourself a professional of? I’ll listen, can’t say I have any more answers than another fine cup of goodness.”

[Jurdak Surt]

Jax signaled, looking over at the Jawa, and then bid him closer with a briefly waved hand. Placing her eyes back onto the map for the interim.

Jurdak wandered over to the human that was studying the data and had a warm smile on his lips "You're a little far from home dont cha think?" He asked taking a sip of a drink he grabbed along the way, he had another with him and extended the cup to Jax "Miss....Jax was it? A drink on me if you're so inclined."

[Daunt]

Vaya accepts the drink with a polite nod before looking back at the map, and at least touches it to her lips. "Xenoarchaeology. Old and dead things. Not that useful, really."

"I have a passing interest in great beasts. Sometimes they're dead only because someone killed them." He took a small gulp of his drink, his tattoos shifting slightly as his lips moved. "In your line of work 'I thought it extinct!' must but some of the famous last words."

Finishing his drink, Djanik rose and took a trip by the bar to replace it with something dark, amber red, and faintly glowing.

Holding it casually in his left hand, he drifted toward where Daunt was standing, in time to hear the last line exchanged.

"So a doctor and a hunter. You have much to say about life - and taking it, and she has much to say about death, and understanding it."

A wry smile.

"Fascinating. What names do you go by, if I might ask?"

A horn-tilt later at least one eye was on the Pantoran.

"Might you? Daunt."

[Jenna Karath]

"You're a little far from home dont cha think?" He asked taking a sip of a drink he grabbed along the way, he had another with him and extended the cup to Jax "Miss....Jax was it? A drink on me if you're so inclined."

"Not before a job," she cups her chin and rubs it with her thumb on the side. Confirming something, perhaps, and then looking up to him from the map.

"Suppose that first part would require you to have any idea where I'm from, betcha don't. If anything, though, I would think I'm the one most suited to this job than a bunch of gun toters."

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak chuckles a little "gun-toters eh? You say it like an insult or maybe accusation?" He shrugs "sure I got a gun and yeah I damn well know how to use it, doesnt mean it's the only way I know how to solve a problem or even think it's the best way. But if I'm in a pinch and I need it? Well let's say I'd much rather have it than want for it." He set the drink hed gotten for her on the table and leaned back on it, sort of half sitting while he looked down at her.

He took another sip of his own drink, his amber eyes regarding her briefly "As for where you're from, I'd have to say Coruscant from the sounds of things. Lived there for a little over 15 years, I've heard that accent for most of my life." He tapped his ears "Us Cathar have good ears." He said with a smile, His own accent was certainly predominantly from that very planet though there were traces of another one at its base and touches of the local speech biting at the edges of his words.

[Vaya Mer'darrow]

"What names do you go by, if I might ask?"

“Vaya,” she says, eyes still on the map.

"Suppose that first part would require you to have any idea where I'm from, betcha don't. If anything, though, I would think I'm the one most suited to this job than a bunch of gun toters."

Her eyes had been down on the map, but her antennapalps had been orienting on the conversation on the other side of the table with the holoprojector. She raised her gaze casually to make eye contact with Jax, a quirked eyebrow conveying … something. Agreement about gun-toters, or more vague and general solidarity, maybe.

"I have a passing interest in great beasts. Sometimes they're dead only because someone killed them." He took a small gulp of his drink, his tattoos shifting slightly as his lips moved. "In your line of work 'I thought it extinct!' must but some of the famous last words."

She finally disengaged from the map, slowly, her body turning to face the conversation before her head did. “Think less beasts, and more civilizations. ’I thought they were extinct’ is less common as last words than ‘this ruin looks perfectly stable.’” She looked pointedly down at the smear of blood on the floor. “If we’re done discussing a criminal conspiracy, I vote we move to the bar. This VIP has a little too much IV going on for my tastes right now.”

[Jabber]

"Gun toters? Well, you have us, don't cha?"

Jabber seems to pop up out of obscurity.

"So, how are we dividing up the teams?"

[Dapper Dog]

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On the main stage of the cantina a band starts setting up two male twi’lek musicians, one a hydro-guitar the other an electronic soundboard, and a female trandoshan on percussion. Once setup a human woman took the stage and introduced the band in a soft sultry voice, “We are Lizard-Monkey Blues, and all we ask is that you vibe with us as we vibe with you.”

She turned her back to the crowd and said, “This one well I won’t tell you the story behind it… but you will feel it.”

She turned around and swayed as she launched into her song.

[Daunt]

He chuckled quietly with a nasal undertone. "So more artifacts than bones. Much cleaner, I suppose. I'd have follow-up questions, out of curiosity, if you don't mind." Daunt straightened. "Off to the bar then. Before that, I'll stop by the refresher since fresh blood seems to be estranging you." He glanced at the bloodied glass and put it away, then brought his stained gloved down, out of view. "However, I'd suggest you develop some stomach for it. The line of work you seem to be compelled to try by coming here tonight makes it an inescapable fact of life that this life itself often gets spilled and wasted away."

With that, he briefly stepped away, making a dance-like hop when passing by the stage, a reaction to the tuning sounds. He'd be back soon enough.