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

Gryphin Growling-Star

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Gryphin walked into a tavern slowly, as soon as he entered he could smell the ale, he gagged a bit at it.

He walked on his hind legs towards a corner of the tavern, he heard a group of people who were joking and messing around, he snarled at this, he brought down his clawed hand and began scratching the wall slowly.



His keen senses allowed him to hear what they were saying, but with how loud they were speaking you didn't need enhanced hearing.
[member="Vassara Raxis"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
[member="Venris Helion"]
[member="Tyranus Collik"]
 
[member="stardust"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Gryphin Growling-Star"]

"Y'all are the cheekiest bunch of bums I ever saw. Ok so for all those that haven't figured out yet, yes I use the force. I'm in the process of trying to expand my abilities, but am still a novice."

Vassara waved to the bar keep and another round of fresh drinks were delivered, on her tab. She nodded to each and every member before her.

"I'll be good with some mac'n'cheese. Maybe some veggies too. So each of you, tell me what drew you, what do you want to accomplish here? Keep in mind we have an upcoming expedition on the way too!"
 
Zavzen walked over to the throwing line, picking up seven knifes along the way. He tilted his head as he looked at the bored before shrugging. He threw one knife up into the air before pulling his blaster pistol and, with a little guidance from the force, fired at the knife sending it flying into the board. He repeated it for the next six shots and as he walked back to the table he left behind a circle.

Sitting down he sipped at his newest drink, and smirked at Stardust. "Does that match your standards, m'lady?"
 

Tyranus

The Darkness feeds me
[member="Gryphin Growling-Star"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]
Tyranus stood up and walked towards Gryphin. He has a slight puzzled look but shook it off as he got close.

So, are you Gryphin? If you are you can head over to the table over their with us and we can talk about our next move....

He walked away still thinking it was weird to see a dog-man in here. Sure, Tyranus has seen tons of weird stuff but this topped it of. He sat back down in the chair and waited to see if anybody wanted food. He called over a waiter to ask him for some food.

So uhm.....do you have any fruit or something?

Yes we do

Ok, I'll have that along with some meat and you guys tell him what you want.

He turned towards Vas and then sighed and began to speak.

Will, I came to help those in need, for exploration and most of all doing exploring and sometimes fun stuff when we get the chance. Will if you must know...yes I am a force user.
 
[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="stardust"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Venris Helion"]

"Me, I'm looking for a cure." Zavzen said with a sad smile in answer to Vassara's inquiry. "I plan on travelling as much as possible and helping as many as possible before I die. I only hope I find a cure before then" He sighed sadly before smiling, "But if I go out, it won't be a whimper but a bang. I can tell you that." He turned to look at the server, "Some fries please."

"For those that don't know," he continued, "I'm Zavzen Sae'ryx. You can call be anything you want. I'm a Je'daii, Jedi and Sith all at once. I used to be a slave gladiator for a Hutt before I escaped, been hunting down slavers since."
 
[member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="stardust"] [member="Gryphin Growling-Star"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]

"Indeed, m'lady." Venris nodded to Stardust before listening to the sound of claws scraping against the wall nearby. He glanced towards the source and raised one brow at the site of the alien who either naturally looked very displeased or was giving them the evil eye. When Tyranus went to talk with the canine alien however Venris decided to not worry over the matter.

He then heard Vassara's question and cleared his throat. "Well, before I go into why I've joined this little project...for the sake of anybody who doesn't know me yet...my name is Venris Helion...and I too can use the Force," He glanced around quickly, sending everybody a warning glare. "But I did NOT use it for that knife throwing contest and I'll take on anybody who tries to debate that. As for my past...well...I was once a Jedi...but I didn't even get past the rank of Padawan. My Master was considered a 'Grey Jedi' by the council for some disagreements he had with them, the philosophical sort. He left, I agreed to go with him, we travelled, he died and...well..."

Venris leaned back in his chair. "I've been a bit too proud to head back to my old roots, but I wasn't exactly motivated to settle in with the Sith either. So I've just been wandering for the most part, wandering and...soul searching. I guess that's my main reason for taking part in this fleet...I'm looking to find myself a new purpose...a new path."
 
Well I cane for adventure and fun because life's boring without them "she said smiling" plus I love flying starfighters"safe said as she looked around and as for what I hope to accomplish....well whatever you give me that what's"she chuckled "
[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] yes that does "she smirked" pretty darn good I say" she looked at [member="Tyranus Collik"] "some soup would be nice please
 

Tyranus

The Darkness feeds me
[member="stardust"] [member="Venris Helion"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Vassara Raxis"]
The waiter walked off with the orders for food. Tyranus continued to talk about his past but kept the mandalorion heritage and his true last name out.

Will...I grew up a slave.......then I became a general of armies.....i left the army for exploration and reasons I'd rather not talk about let's just say......somebody framed m-me.............I wet exploring, and smuggling and then here and for a while I trained in the ways of the force.

He waited patiently for the food to arrive while listening to the others. He kept his arms crossed as he listened.
 

Gryphin Growling-Star

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Gryphin slowly looked at the man, then brought his claws to a stop.

"Next move....good...progress is good." He said in a half snarl. He then growled as he followed the man towards the table. Near the table he looked around.

"Strange. People here..." he whispered before crouching near the table, any normal person would easily smell the wet dog smell that Growling-Star gave off, it was the smell that he was used to.

[member="stardust"]
[member="Venris Helion"]
[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
[member="Vassara Raxis"]
 
[member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Gryphin Growling-Star"] [member="stardust"] [member="Venris Helion"]

"Well suppose this time is as good as any to give these to you guys."

Vassara waved across the bar to Silas, whom had been uncharacteristically quiet and hidden. He was her first ever travelling companion and loyal till the end. They had plundered numerous stations and ruins together and even then more than she cared to admit. He shambled over with a crate and set it down.

Vassara stood, cracking the seal with her Czerka Fighting knife. As the dust settled and the sound of splintering wood ceased the top came off and within several weird looking blasters rested.

"Alright you lot, since you're a part of the fleet now, I'm giving these to you. Silas and I made em in our spare time. They have a real special purpose and should serve you well!"
 

Tyranus

The Darkness feeds me
[member="Vassara Raxis"]
Tyranus stood up and walked closer to get a closer look. He liked the design of them and he appreciated Vassara for doing this.

Thanks Vassara, that's nice of you

He leaned down and picked one up. Tyranus examined it in his hands and was intrigued by how will built it was. It must have been hard to make these with just two people.....but he had to admit it, these were really nice weapons he sat back down and equipped it to his empty pistol holster.
 
Zavzen reached out and picked up one of the blasters, "Thanks he muttered." A beeping from one of his pouches pulled his attention away from the blaster to his holocommunicator. Activating it the image of HAELI appeared.

"All information has been compiled Zav." She said. "Would you like me to give you my findings now?"

"No, I'll come to the ship and read it." He replied before looking up at the group, "Sorry guys, gotta go." Standing up he set a pile of paper on the table. "My holofrequency." He explained before turning to leave.
 
[member="Vassara Raxis"]

Venris picked up one blaster. "​I'm a bit embarrassed to admit this...but I have absolutely no training in shooting a blaster and I'm absolutely hopeless with one." He smiled. "But...I'm going to keep this for sentimental purposes in addition to this 'special' purpose you've mentioned, Vas."

He slid the blaster beneath his coat, storing it somewhere out of sight.
 

Gryphin Growling-Star

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The creature looked at the crate of weapons, he clenched his teeth.

"Weapons are bad..." he said before examining one, he put it back down.

He then gave a high pitched whimper and stepped back.

"I am Gryphin" The wolf-man said before standing.

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Daniel realized then how silent he'd been the entire time. Looking around the bar, he hadn't even realized he'd been asked a question, nor that the other newbie had joined him in speaking to the captain, of which her name he had already figured out, being in the last run with te crew. Not like it was much of his fault; a memory had come flashing through his head. A man fighting him ok a bed of lava. No, not fighting him. Fighting Morna. It was another of his memories. Would they ever end? "Sorry cap, I spaced out for a bit. Won't happen too often." He noticed his glass was now empty, and laid it down. He went to tell his story, of where he was from, but it looked like the time for that was past. Good that, he thought. He wasn't much for letting others in that he was part of an experiment anyway. When the captain opened up a small chest, he raised an eyebrow, but looked interested as she lifted the weapons out. One each was handed to each member of the crew. When he got his, he turned it over in his hands, examining it. Long shaft. Three barrels. An interesting weapon indeed... Something he'd definitely enjoy learning to use. The tracker itched under Daniel's skin, and he scratched it gently. Just another reminder that he was always being watched.

[member="Vassara Raxis"] [member="Tyranus Collik"] [member="Zavzen Sae'ryx"]
 
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Jaster had only been on the planet for a short time, he was returning from a Refugee Camp he just set up. He'd never traveled this far from the Medical Station he called home. From what the locals told him this bar was one of the best around the space port. He walked through the door to see a party was already willing down.' I must have inturrupted them.' he thought.

He decided to try and sneak by there table and get to the bar, "Two months without proper Mandilorian Rum, I almost died." He said smiling to the bartender. The man behind the counter received the hint and grabed a bottle of the selected rum and a shot glass. Jaster shook his head, "How much for the bottle."

The bartender was shocked a little, "About 350 credits, sir."

"Sounds good to me," Jaster pulled out 400 credits and gave it to the bartender, "keep the change, long trip ahead of me, gata leave with good karma."

It was true, Jaster had mor medical supples and weapons to transport to hospitals and camps in this sector of space. That when he realized the power he was feeling. 'Jedi', he looked over his shoulder to the table he passed. 'Holy Kark, is that who I think they are." He looked directly at [member="Vassara Raxis"].

'Of all the planets, gata be fate.' Jaster thought to himself
 
* areia sat nearby sipping her drink she shook her head she was so temped to show off she sat her mug down.

"oye your good but..." she got on the table doing a handstand bringing her legs down towards her head. She centered herself with the force letting it guide her. When she was ready she used one hand to study herself on the table with the other her left which wasn't her dom hand, she pulled her dagger from her boot throwing it between her legs passing inches from Venris face and hit the target square on. She lowered herself raising her mug before taking a sip off it.
Normally she wont show off even more so when it required her to use force power but she couldn't put down a chance to show off the the crew. The crew was hooting at that shot and cheering.
She smiled taking a long sip of her drink putting her feet up on the table. Her father won't have been happy with her use of her Jedi powers this way. He had wanted her to go to the academy and train as a jedi but thinks happened and now she was here and at least she was semi happy that had to count for something...right...

She shook her head trying to get those thoughts out of her head. She raised her glass and the bartender came over refilling her mug. She thanked the bar tender and took another long sip of her drink as she listened to everyone going on about different things. At least she wasn't alone anymore....
 
[member="Areiana Slayer"]

"Impressive shot, lass. Let me see you do that nine more times without your 'crutch' and I'll buy you drinks for the night." Venris offered, of course meaning The Force when he said 'crutch', and displaying his meaning by calling the knife the woman had thrown back to his hand and then lightly tossing it over to her table where it dug into the surface.

He had spent years training with blades, so throwing them had been easy enough without use of the Force. Venris had a policy of preparing for times when the Force couldn't help him and training himself to not rely on it in a fight. Because of this hitting the target ten times in a row had actually been possible. Perhaps on some instinctive, subconscious level he used the Force to focus himself and aim, but no more than anybody else might when not intentionally calling upon it.
 

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