[Day 2 - LE] The Money Shot

[Djanik]

"How can I wet your whistle, sir?" she added while she waited for the Pantoran.

"Actually, my lovely Vuxia, I'm here on business tonight."

He sighed, and extracted two fifty credit chips.

"I'm looking to procure a rather large amount of that fantastic correllian stout you recently got in. I was hoping you might give me the opportunity to buy a few kegs of it."

As the band picked up a new song, he nodded, his foot tapping along.

Now this was dance-able.

[Dapper Dog]

"Well for you honey cakes, I can probably get you a case or two for about a hundred creds," she offered.

"Two cases, 100 creds, savvy?"

[Djanik]

"That works for me."

With a faint grin, he slid the two chips across the counter.

"If you can just keep em in the back, I'll come by for them tomorrow."

Setting his empty drink on the counter, he smiled faintly, "Now, I think I may try and ask a girl to dance, while the music is so peppy."

[Venator Praedae]

"Okay"

Jabber sweeps his eyes around the table.

"From what I've got, this is the outline of the plan...knowing that stuff all can go to bantha poodoo at any time:

Plan A for getting the prize is that we get a recording of the captain's voice, either from getting a tour of the vault, or we mock up something with our slicer, and that this gets us in. I pull a "freaked out Jawa" to be a distraction while the others slink into the vault and loot. Plan B is that we slice through security. Plan C is that the distraction gets the Captain and crew below deck and we make him give us the clearance at blaster point."

"For getting out, if all goes well, no one is the wiser and we walk off as guests. If not, we take a lifeboat and make for shore at a close spot. Finally, if all else fails, we swim? I think that's everything..."

Venator nods at the Jawa's summary. "Sounds good da me."

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak shrugged "The empire is the Republic, as far as they are concerned I'm a disgruntled ex employee." Mostly, there was that pesky bounty they put out for him "Besides not many Imperials come to the Nerf honestly most of them go for fancier places in the industrial region or up on their fancy command station up in orbit. Why do you think criminals use this place for a meeting spot?" He said motioning with his head toward the area with Vandil and others planning the heist.

"Criminals? So open about that too. You are a curious man. I am not used to such a laissez-faire attitude about many such things. I shall have to be more careful, no?"

Dak shook his head chuckling "What can I say, I dont feel the need to lie about it to you. Have I broken the law? On a number of occasions for different reasons. Some people would call noble and some people would call selfish."

[Dapper Dog]

"That works for me."

With a faint grin, he slid the two chips across the counter.

"If you can just keep em in the back, I'll come by for them tomorrow."

Setting his empty drink on the counter, he smiled faintly, "Now, I think I may try and ask a girl to dance, while the music is so peppy."

"Knock em' dead, lady killer," she said with a smile.

[Djanik]

With a wry chuckle, Djanik sketched a salute, and then made his way across the cantina to the table where Ela and Dak were talking.

As the song was carrying on, he slipped up to the table, and introduced himself.

"Elaranu, it's a pleasure to see you here tonight - do you mind introducing me to your friend?"

[Jenna Karath]

Jabber sweeps his eyes around the table.

"Jabber Jabber

JawaSpeak"

"Jabber Jabber"

Venator nods at the Jawa's summary. "Sounds good da me."

"A Jawa, and a Mandalorian..."she shrugged, "and the rest have already gone. Well," she collects what bits of intel she's able to review later and begins to pack it up. "Glad you two understand one another, but I think it's time I cut this night short. Guess we'll see if this all shakes out tomorrow."

With that, Jenna made to give Vandil respects and then exit promptly.

[Elaranu]

Dak shook his head chuckling "What can I say, I dont feel the need to lie about it to you. Have I broken the law? On a number of occasions for different reasons. Some people would call noble and some people would call selfish."

She leaned into the back of the tall chair a little, smoothly crossing her blue legs as she leaned one arm against the chair back. "And what would you call it I wonder?"

[Jurdak Surt]

His eyes were obviously drawn by those blue legs but he restrained then fairly easily back to her crimson eyes. He leaned back in his own chair with a small smile "I'd say I did what I had to, to survive." It was at a time like this he regretted not having a drink to sip after delivering a line like that.

As the other blue person approached Dak shifted his smile "I dont believe I gave the lady my name, thanks for the reminder." He turned back to Elaranu "Surt, Jurdak Surt but my friends call me Dak. Ok most everyone calls me Dak, a pleasure to meet you Elaranu." He said picking up on the name the slightly more familiar pantoran used.

[Djanik]

"Ah, nice to meet you, Surt."

Djanik offered a friendly smile, and then turned his attention to Elaranu.

"I saw that no one had offered to dance with you - I thought it was utterly criminal - and this song is just perfect for Django dancing."

He offered a surprisingly gentlemanly bow, gesturing toward the floor. "If I might cut in for this song, would you like to join me for a dance, Elaranu?"

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak nodded to the Pantoran "I didnt catch your name. I've seen you at our little criminal gatherings but you dont speak much."

When he offered the dance to Elaranu Dak sinply looked to her in a casual manner. Seeing what she would say.

[Djanik]

"Djanik."

He didn't break the bow, the answer given smoothly and without distraction.

[Elaranu]

His eyes were obviously drawn by those blue legs but he restrained then fairly easily back to her crimson eyes. He leaned back in his own chair with a small smile "I'd say I did what I had to, to survive." It was at a time like this he regretted not having a drink to sip after delivering a line like that.

She listened to Surt's choice of words carefully, nodding a little as she set her own drink on the table and turned to the Pantoran.

"Ah, nice to meet you, Surt."

Djanik offered a friendly smile, and then turned his attention to Elaranu.

"I saw that no one had offered to dance with you - I thought it was utterly criminal - and this song is just perfect for Django dancing."

He offered a surprisingly gentlemanly bow, gesturing toward the floor. "If I might cut in for this song, would you like to join me for a dance, Elaranu?"

His little exchange with Surt piqued an already piqued curiosity, but she held out a hand, "Ah, you wish to steal me away. I have refreshed myself, yes yes. So I can certainly go another round out there."

[Djanik]

Taking her hand, Djanik beamed, and offered his arm. It had been years, but he remembered how to dance.

"It would be my pleasure."

Once they were on the floor, he asked, "Do you dance Django?"

It was a partner dance, similar to another dance from another galaxy, far, far away, called Tango. If not, they could do the old, tried and true, 'groove to the music', but he did enjoy dancing as a collaborative activity.

[Jurdak Surt]

Dak smiled and let out a sigh "and I was so enjoying our time together Elaranu." He scrawled his comm number on a nearby napkin and slid it to her "give me a call sometime." He said in what he believed was a smooth manner.

"You two have a lovely night." He said with a smile to Elaranu that shifted to a toothy grin when turned to Djanik before making his exit from the bar.

He had to head to a meeting anyway, one that might prove to be even more interesting than the one he was coming from.

[Bowze Coppa]

When Jax left while only saluting the Jawa and the Mando, Bowze felt somewhat insulted. He raised a hand for an objection...but gave up.


What's the use

[Elaranu]

Dak smiled and let out a sigh "and I was so enjoying our time together Elaranu." He scrawled his comm number on a nearby napkin and slid it to her "give me a call sometime." He said in what he believed was a smooth manner.

"You two have a lovely night." He said with a smile to Elaranu that shifted to a toothy grin when turned to Djanik before making his exit from the bar.

The napkin was grabbed and hastily stuffed in a purse before she was drug away. "You as well!" she said in parting.

Taking her hand, Djanik beamed, and offered his arm. It had been years, but he remembered how to dance.

"It would be my pleasure."

Once they were on the floor, he asked, "Do you dance Django?"

It was a partner dance, similar to another dance from another galaxy, far, far away, called Tango. If not, they could do the old, tried and true, 'groove to the music', but he did enjoy dancing as a collaborative activity.

"I am not familiar, no. Not something that was taught at academy, certainly."

Fortunately she was a quick learner, and nible enough not to step on any toes. Either literally or figuratively.

[Djanik]

Djanik was, in fact, polite. And refrained from excessive dragging.

Still, once they were on the dance floor, he slipped his right hand behind her shoulder blade, and his left held hers.

"I'll lead, then."

And indeed he did - with surprising grace for an odd jobs man.

It wasn't too flashy, not throws or elaborate steps, but he still set a smooth tempo, gliding about the dance floor with a staccato rhythm. It was like riding a speeder, it came back to him quickly as they danced, and given her own natural grace, he soon felt confidence to get a little more fancy returning.

As the music began to reach the crescendo, he added a pair of quick spins, and then suddenly plunged her into a deep dip, holding her just above the dance floor, and then lifting and spinning her out until his left, and her right, hands were clasped, arms outstretched in a mirrored pose, as the song ended.

That had been refreshing. He hoped she felt the same.

[Elaranu]

It was like riding, or piloting in this case; The weight, the thrust, the momentum... She took what she didn't know about the dance and flew with Djanik, swopping and jinking with the music. That impression was only enhanced when she was picked up and spun, only stopping herself from making 'pew pew' turbolaser sounds because she remembered she wasn't a child anymore.

Either way, it was exhilarating. A bit tiring, but exhilarating.

She gave him a smile, "So, what do you think? I learned it quick I hope."

[Djanik]

"Very."

He couldn't hide his smile, and didn't really try.

"You're a natural. And you look great doing it."

Finally, somewhat reluctantly, releasing her hand, he offered, "Would you like another, or is a break in order?"

[Elaranu]

"I am but an engineer; I am afraid I require more refreshments of the alcoholic variety to lubricate my joints sir."

She inclined her head back towards her table.

[Djanik]

With a soft chuckle, he escorted her back to the table, and then offered, "What would you like to drink?"

After a moment, he added, "Do you mind if I call you Ela?" He didn't know why, but it rolled off the tongue.

[Daunt]

Daunt watched Dak go. He was not offended by the lack of farewells, he shared a working relationship with the Cathar that could do without courtesies. Seeing two blue people occupied with each other and with Vuxia's story apparently dried up, he rose and joined the Nemoidian on a whim.

"So, fellow seedy bar patron, you looks like one who used to eat sausage a lot but still don't like how it's made. Tell me I'm wrong."

[Bowze Coppa]

Bowze was considering leaving once the meeting (and his glass) was empty but it seemed like the musclebound zabrak wanted to talk about charcutery.

''I am not sure of what you mean...I always was quite a picky eater.''