A Day at the Tavern! (Expeditionary Fleet/Open-No Fighting)

[RC 212]

[member="Ark Tallen"]​

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[member="Detorin"]​

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[member="Mad Klay Grubber"]​

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[member="Shane Zion"]​

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[member="Tyranus Collik"]​

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[member="Venris Helion"]​

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[member="Larana Holst"]​

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@Roth Tillian​

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[member="Areiana Slayer"]​

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[member="Daniel Imura"]​

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[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]​

OOC: Keep Violence to a minimum!


The Black Sails tavern. It was a notorious hangout fopr smugglers and scum alike. The funny thing was this was one of the Taverns where Vassara had met Ark Tallen and Venris. Still the expeditionary fleet was growing and as new faces came in it was deemed neccesaary to have a good night.

In the interests of treating her crew, Warden of the fleet Vassara Raxis had used some of the fleets funds to reserve a privat party for the crew and whomever wished to mingle with them. Music played and lights flashed around the small hole in the wall.

Vassara stood at the far end of the room, clad in her usual black jacket with the red trim. Her face was smeared with grease, as she had just finished tweaking the Gypsys Caravans engines. In one hand a bottle of whisky, in the other three throwing knives.

The Tavern was awash with the raccous music of drunks. Friend and ally alike. Vassaras vision swam as she lined up the throwing knife with the target board and screamed above the crowd.

"Ten credits says I land all three in the bulls eye! Who's taking me!"

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Vassara Raxis"]

"Ohhhh man, so not remaining right here if you're throwing knives around." Venris snickered, sitting with his feet propped up on a table and a bottle of his own dangling loosely between two fingers. "But I'll take you up on that bet. All three knives, dead center! And I'll buy everybody here a fresh round, on me."

That definitely got more than a few patrons interested, and Venris realized that he might come to regret his combination of generosity and daring later if she really did manage it. He rose to his feet, casually tossing his bottle up a couple feet without making it so much as spill a drop and let it fall back down into his waiting palm as he strolled over and stopped next to Vassara.

"Now that I feel just a tad less in danger, proceed." He joked, and took a swig from his bottle.

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Vassara Raxis"]
Will........I say 25 credits and then who bets I can land five knifes into the bullseye!

Tyranus yelled out as he stood up with one of his knife's in hand, it had a large rubber grip and he held it tightly but softly. He watched as Vassara proceeded to throw the knifes. Tyranus hoped that she would mess up but he wasn't sure. He crossed his arms with his knife in hand and continued to watch, seeing if she could do it. He gleamed at the target with hid golden eyes and smirked slightly.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

"Looks like you boys are out of a few credits then!" Vassara roared again.

She centred herself in the force now, letting it flow through her. Was it cheating? Maybe, but hey who cared, if you weren’t cheating you weren't trying. She knew as soon as she let the force into her body she would alert the others. she laughed and let a rouge grin strike her visage before chucking the first knife. It aisled long and clean through the air end over end.

BAM!

It struck dead center. Vassara broke her force connection then. The fire of the whiskey was making her cocky and arrogant. Still she was always one for sport. Growing up on Alderaan as one of the few female pilots on the Freighter lanes had given her a bit of feminist complex. Whatever the boys could do, she could do it better.

BAM!

The next knife sailed clean into the wooden dummy.

"One more suckers!"

BAM!

The third wobbled slightly, a result of her drunken aim. Still it managed to strike clear and true and the young spacer pumped her fist whirling on her comrades.

"Make it rain boys!"

 

[Zavzen Sae'ryx]

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

Zavzen sat at the back of the tavern, feet up with his cloak over his as a blanket. This was his time to relax and he was going to take it. He therefore was startled when he heard a woman shout out about bets and hitting the bullseye.

Looking up he saw an drunk woman in a black outfit with red trims swaying in front of a dart board. Shrugging he got to his feet and walked over to hop on top of one of the barrels near. "I'll take the bet." He shouted just before she threw. Leaning back he watched carefully as she pulled her arm back for the first shot, flickering his eyes over to the man that had also yelled out a challenge. He sighed as, despite he drunkenness, she made the shots and handed over the money he put forward. Picking up a mug he threw it at him to get his attention before gesturing him over, interested in raising his challenge slightly.

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

When the first knife landed Venris was tempted to rise and call her for obvious use of the Force to assist in her little wager, but he knew that he would have done the same in her position...but perhaps he might just prove how he didn't need it after this.

He feigned flinching and groaning in despair as the second knife landed. "Oh this woman's going to be the death of my wallet!"

And the third landed, and before he knew it Venris saw people crowding the bar to make good on his offer of a free round of drinks...

Unless he salvaged this situation quickly.

Venris snapped his fingers and sighed dramatically. "Oh woe is my wallet....unless." He smirked. "I am betting, right here and now...that I can land those knives ten times. If I do...then everybody who's just taken advantage of my charity has to chip in to pay for my drinks for the rest of the day."

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Venris Helion"]
Fine here, on and the real center is the head

Tyranus gives Vassara some credits before unfolding his arms and holding his knife in his hand. Tyranus turned and grabbed the mug midair and then set it on a table.

Thanks buddy, I'll drink it afterwards!

He breathed calmly and deeply before throwing the knife towards the wooden dummy.

BAM

The Knife struck the Dummy in the head cutting a couple of inches in with only the rubber end visible. Tyranus grabbed his other knife and stumbled slightly due to his drunkenness and threw the knife sideways. The Knife strikes the dummy straight in the side of the head causing quite a few inches inwards. Tyranus then grabbed his third knife an threw it with a bit of a wobble.

BAM

Although the throw was awkward, it still hit it's target. He grabbed his fourth knife and prepared to throw it.

Who bets I can do two more then she did?

 

[Daniel Imura]

Daniel walked into the pub just as the bets were being thrown out, and hid a small smile. Looked like fun to him, though he wouldn't partake. He wasn't a betting man, and three consecutive center shots with the darts proved that theory. Never bet when you don't know the odds. Or do what Daniel did, and don't bet at all. Period. Sure didn't help anybody that the woman was obviously using the force. kay, maybe it was obvious to him because he was expecting it. People were so quick to cheat others out of their money. Of course, it was always so fun to do, though he didn't do it as often. Leaning next to the bar, he ordered a small drink, which came surprisingly quick. Taking a small gulp, he recoiled at its room temperature. Spying a look around the place, he touched the tip of the glass, and in mere seconds, it frosted over with a thin layer of ice. Perfect. Raising it to his lips once more, he sighed in pleasure and continued to watch the antics of those around him.

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Venris Helion"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Daniel Imura"]

Vassara laughed aloud as she summoned the poor barkeep with a snap of her fingers.

"Oy barkeep! A round on that man right there!"

She pointed at Venris, a huge smirk on her face. She knew the others had felt her initial use of the force and it was quite an amusement to her. As of yet not many knew of her talents. She was playing the waiting game, waiting till the right time.

Maybe their next expedition? Who knew.

Still as drinks were passed around she leaped onto the table, looking above the heads of the crowds to track the progress of Tyranus. He was a newer addition to the fleet, but steadfast in his resolve. She spotted some one else too. Another new guy come to play.

She pointed to Daniel.

"You there, come here and talk to me!" She shouted, half in the bag. As the chips changed hands and the crowd looked on Vassara's eyes narrowed. If Tyranus won, she would go again. If Venris won, well she would have to scam a few more credits to take on the burden of his drinks.

"Venris, dont frak it up!"

 

[Daniel Imura]

As he took another sip, Daniel heard the loud voice of the woman over everyone else. The sudden noise grabbing his attention, he turned just in time to see her pointing at him, telling him to come over to her. Getting up from his comfortable spot at the bar, he took his glass in three fingers and walked over, dodging another knife as it flew by. Once he got to the woman who'd summoned him, he looked her over. Ah, the one who'd invited hi to the crazy gang that was the Expeditionary Fleet. What did she want? "If you're looking to make me a bet, then no." He offered a small smirk to show her he was playing around. "You gonna give me the newbie speech, or what?"

[member="Vassara Raxis"]

 

[Zavzen Sae'ryx]

[member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Daniel Imura"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]

Zavzen let out a sigh at not getting the attention of the man he wanted to talk to, oh well. He did laugh though at how many were putting up bet and planning on cheating, he might as well join them. Gesturing to the bar keep for a drink he reached out and grabbed as many knifes off the surrounding tabled, ten in all.

"I'll make a bet with anyone willing after the two who have put up bets have done theirs. 50 creds on me getting all 10 onto the target, after throwing them in a purpose miss." He shouted as he jumped up on top of the barrel, making sure not to spill his new drink. At the last bit he gestured to the blaster on his thigh, implying he would use it to reaim the throws. "And, friend, I'll bet ya 10 creds ya can't." He said to the man in front of the board, taking a swig as he did.

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Daniel Imura"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

Venris grinned and stood up, swaying a bit as he strode up to Varris and Tyranus. "Oh don't you worry Captain, I wouldn't think of doing anything to inconvenience you...while sober."

He set his bottle down and then swiftly drew three knives out from beneath his coat. "And for everybody else stupid enough to take my first bet: suck it!"

Venris spun almost theatrically and let one knife fly.

THUNK! It hit the head of the dummy.

Almost as soon as it hit Venris winked at Vassara and threw a second knife.

THUNK! Right next to the first.

Venris glanced at Zavzen. "I'll proudly prove you wrong on that." And then, while only partially looking at the dummy, landed the third knife in its head.

THUNK!

"Say, Captain," Venris said as he drew two new knives, taking a break to let Tyranus finish his own throws so that they didn't end up knocking one another's shots off target in mid flight. "If you make me an appealing counter-offer, I'm willing to exclude you and our merry band from paying for my drinks."

THUNK! THUNK! Two knives landed in quick succession.

Five down, five to go.

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Daniel Imura"] [member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Venris Helion"]
As more and more people places bets Tyranus got more and more cocky and encouraged. He drew his fourth knife and aimed carefully before throwing it quickly without any help from the force like his other throws.

BAM

As Tyranus grabbed his fifth and final knife he turned towards the newcomer.

You the one who threw that mug at me.....it got my attention but I still caught it in midair. Also Deal.

Tyranus whispered something in Mando'a under his breath on his knife. He breathed deeply and calmly and threw the knife the straightest he ever did so far. But this time, he was using the force while throwing it to try and improve his chances of hitting it.

BAM

The knife struck the head of the dummy straight in the center. Tyranus walked over to the dummy and pulled out the knifes and placed them on the table he was sitting at.

Come on Guys! Pay up.....you two pall! Hey Vas...Guess what! I Beat YOU!

He gestured towards Zav as the pirates dropped credits on the table for him ad he stuffed them into his satchel and then he closed it with five iron rings. He grabbed the mug on the table and then drank it half way before stopping.

 

[Zavzen Sae'ryx]

Nodding his head at the man he had bet on (Tyranus) he walked over and handed him the money. He then walked over to the side of the man (Venris) currently at the board, who was trying to get money back from his bet on who Zavzen thought to be the captain.

"Names Zazven." He said in greetings before leaning against the table behind him to watch him throw the next five knives he held.

[member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Venris Helion"][member="Vassara Raxis"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Daniel Imura"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

"Alas Venris, I'll be back to challenge you!"

Vassara waved to the newcomer and jumped down from the table. The noise intensified as drunken crew gathered ever more closer to watch the spectacle. Knives flew willy nilly around the room, somehow never missing. Vassara let a grand smirk adorn her face. She knew full well they were all cheating now, she could feel the ripples of the force every time a new *Thunk* pierced the air.

Still she wanted to talk to the new guy for a minute.

She kicked out a chair with her boot, motioning for Daniel and Zarven to sit and offered both her bottle in a sign of good faith. The she sat herself, leaning back and letting her eyes rove up and down his frame. Vassara was good at reading folks, and these ones had a certain oddity to them.

"Welcome new bloods. Now tell me about yourselves!. Where did ya come from, who are ya!"

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Daniel Imura"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]
Tyranus continued to drink his beer and then finished it. He leaned back in his chair and began to watch Venris throw the knifes. Tyranus continued to stay in his chair and then began to sharpen his knifes and put them in the appropriate knife holster on his armor. He looked around the bar not seeing anything else of interest so he focuses on the current throwing match.

 

[Venris Helion]

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]

Venris simply winked at Vassara as she walked away. "Looking forward to it, Captain!"

He turned towards the dummies and drew out another of his personal throwing knives, one of many concealed within his coat. He flipped it around so he was grasping the blade and threw it.

THUNK! Six out of ten.

"Now, I have a pop quiz for everybody here. If every one of you answer correctly, I will miss the..." Venris threw his seventh knife.

THUNK! Seven out of ten.

"...next shot," He continued, rearing his arm back. "Who here thinks that I am managing this feat of accuracy by doing exactly what Vassara did?"

 

[Zavzen Sae'ryx]

Zavzen looked over at the Venris... he thought that's what the captain had said. He knew that both he and the captain were using the Force to manipulate the events but elected to stay silent and keep sipping his drink instead.

Reaching out while masking his presence through the Force as much as possible, he evaluated how strong a connection to the Force the people he had observed using it had. 'Hmm, quite strong a lot of potential' was the general thought he had, although each though was different for each person.

He gestured for another drink, while thinking on the best way to reveal his use of the Force to the ones that used it. He discarded multiple ideas until he looked up at one of the target boards fixed to the wall. Smirking, he came to a decision and settled back to watch the next throw made.

He turned to look at the captain when she sat down near him. "The name's Zavzen Sae'ryx, Ranger. Where I come from? Well when a man and a woman love each other very much..." He trailed off with a smirk. "And what about you, captain?"

[member="Venris Helion"] [member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Tyranus Collik"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]

"Oh you sly dog!"

Vassara took another slug of her bottle, passing it to Zavzen.

"Well I was a child of two people who loved each other as well. Both were pilots, and as time went on so too did I become a pilot for a freighter company. Now as a pilot I hold certain truths among captains. Each ship is unique, and the captains word is law. Each captain shall perish with his vessel for it is his or hers."

Vassara paused and then continued.

"Eventually I left Alderaan, right after the Sith Destroyed it in an invasion of course. Fraking Sith I hate them. Still My drive for adventure led me to the Underground and then I branched, raising my own crew of explorers. What about you, tell me your background?"

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]
Tyranus walked over to the Table Vassara was at with the new recruits. He sat down in a chair and leaned in. Tyranus listened carefully to current conversation while he ordered a strong cup of beer.

So, what are we talking about? Are these the recruits you were talking about Vas, also I know you used the force to win the competition.

He awaited to see the response on Vassara's face when she learned that he knew she was force sensitive. He sensed it earlier when she lost her force connection on the comm but he had to make sure. He leaned back in his chair as his drink was delivered and as he drank his beer. He looked at the two of them waiting to see if they did anything in response.