Private A Drink with a Friend

[Talon Aegis]

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A drink, such a concept, how it could help one coupe and help one laugh. Many events had changed history in bars, mostly personal history. Breaking up to dying from a drunken bar fight have been seen at these places across the galaxy. Though, it tended to be a very low chance due to the improbability of running into such a situation in the first place. For Talon it was when he had acquired a bounty on his head, fighting and killing a fellow patron.

Talon had bought a private booth, it was a surprisingly quiet area that he had acquired. Though it wasn't secluded, it was far enough in the back that some tended never to come back this fire. Plucking the strings on his guitar, he quietly played a tune to himself, a drink lay in front of him. Talon drank it through a filter in his helmet, this was due to him not willing to take off his helmet in public areas, or even around people.

The place felt surreal, all the fighting and war he had been apart of had gotten to him making him think it was a norm. Looking at his chest for a second, the tune stop during it, though it picked back up as the memory faded out of his mind. Chuckling to himself he thought of how the chances of his survival were slim at best but never once had he felt that it was an uninteresting journey, always had he at least laughed during them. Shaking his head he went back to his tune playing it with practiced perfection, yet no words went along with it.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

This was the second time she had been to "The Spires" this year, After having spent several away from the place she had called a second home for many. The place was owned by one "Tarken Tarask", A tall, Dark And would be handsome man if not for his shiny bald head and missing eye, gruesomely torn out, Only to have the empty socket covered by a reflec coated eyepatch. He used to run a knock off of the Bounty Hunter's guild during their absence in the unknown regions, But had become the a Bounty Hunter's Guildmaster when they rose again, Turning the Spires into Batuu's Bounty Hunter's Guild Outpost, Which he ruled with a jolly iron fist, A blaster, And the best drinks this side of the Eternal Empire.

"Ah, Red!" Tarken smiles at the sight of Joti as she enters with a set of tracking fobs in her hand and her helm beneath her arm.
"I trust you didn't waterlog my tracking fobs this time?"

"Nah, They work this time around. But I don't..."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm a tool that ain't working, Tarken. I've lost my touch. I'm officially on break for Manda knows how long, Starting right now..." She sighs, Slapping the tracking fobs down on the counter.

"Mmm... I see." Tarken quirks a brow at her while cleaning a glass before setting it down on the counter, Pouring it about halfway with glowing blue Spotchka. "Here... On the house." He slides it to her, Landing right in her leather clad grip just a second later.

"Ah, You always know just what I need. Speaking of, Any word from Voska? I have news about Vhei."

"No, Afraid not... What's new with Wasp? Anything good?"

"No. Afraid not..." She glances away and takes a sip of her drink, Turning to go find a corner to lurk in like the edgy fether she is, And to get blackout drunk in. Alone most likely, As she didn't know anyone here. They'd all gone missing or died off. Vash, Voska, Wasp, And a small list of names that she was starting to forget, One by one. Their faces though, She'd always remember them.

The usual electronic music that filled the Cantina had been entirely absent, Something she hadn't even realized till now. Oh great... Did the radiomen die too? But instead of the usual electric music, The tune of a fine guitar echoed softly throughout the upper floor, Filling the area with a serene ambiance uncommon in Blackspire Outpost.

Following the source of the sound, Joti's rocket-boots * Clink* and * clack* against the duracrete floor as she approaches the sound.

"Talon Fething Richwood!" She calls out with a subtle cackle, Drawing the attention of several patrons, All of which suddenly turned away when they realized that a pair of Mandalorians were conversing.

"How is it that the Galaxy keeps bringing us together?" She chuckles under her breath, Shaking her head and taking a seat across from him. He wouldn't mind. And if he did? She couldn't be bothered to care about manners right now. Joti was in the "Joti does as Joti wills" kind of mood today, And would need a lot more drink before deciding otherwise.

Talon Richwood ​

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[Talon Aegis]

The sound of boots could be heard, the noise sounding across the ground. This almost stop Talon for a second, though he didn't know why, it all sounded familiar. A patron was quietly looking at him listening, the man at a table on his own, enjoying the tune. Though noticed he was brushed off in the Mandalorian's mind, as the man had been quiet and just enjoying the music.

As Talon was nearing the tune there was a short pause before the final note, during that pause he heard,

"Talon Fething Richwood!"

A grin forming on his face as he pushed his hand down finishing the strum, pulling the guitar up he placed it next to the booth, leaning it up. "If I had known that the sound would drag someone like you in, I would've started hours ago." A chuckle had formed at the end of it, a thought was coming to his head but she remarked on it before he could bring it up.

"Odd isn't it, I'm starting to think you're following me." Talon shook his head as she sat down. "What brings you out to this part of the galaxy, I hadn't even known of this place until recently."

Talon finished his drink, waving to a waitress near by, this caused the waitress to walk away. This trip would prove to be expensive with how long he presumed he would be here talking. No jobs had opened up, and at this time he wasn't taking them. Even with the money situation he was in right now he would hold off to see what the future brought before he returned to a normal schedule.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

"Or you're following me" She smirks "Sounds almost like you want to fine me."

"Anyway, I was working. Got back into the ole' Bounty Hunter's routine. No luck though, Business just isn't what it used to be. Not that it was much better when I first started." She sighs, Taking another sip of her drink.

"So now I'm trying to get blackout drunk on Spotchka, Forget my misfortunes and a number of faces." She says in a joking tone, Albeit barely. After a moment, She downs the rest of her glass and then waves a waitress over, Gesturing for another glass and then sending her back to the counter.

"Hm. Right, you said you'd never been here before, Yeah? This used to be one of my old haunts back in the day. I used to run with a small group here and we'd either merc for the local gangs, Look tough for hotshot warlords in the Unknown regions or Just hunt bounties together. It wasn't much, But we were all friends and we'd all come back here at the end of each day, Get drunk and play sabacc. The owner, Tarken, Used to run a local guild here and we were all members. He'd be a chitty father figure, But he took care of us at least. Glad to see that the real guild took notice, Glad to see him move up in the world, Even if the rest of us sunk further."

Talon Richwood ​

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[Talon Aegis]

"Or you're following me"

"If anything, it would be more interesting then what I'm doing now." Talon said shaking his head. Deciding to avoid the second part of the statement, he took a drink.

"You're lucky, I haven't gotten back to my routine of going around and making money, I just appear places now and do my own thing." This statement was true, Talon had been showing up at bars frequently as of now, usually getting kicked out due to the bar closing. He didn't know why but he kept avoiding his job offers, some people actively coming up to him now to make offers.

When Joti talked about the place, he listened a few things catching his ears that made him a bit more curious, though he decided against asking for now. Though when less sober he may bring it up. "You're fortunate, I don't have any places that I can go to for a drink, as of now I'm trying to get back into the heat of things, though I feel that won't happen for a while."

The previous statement was due to his recent discovery of Aegis, the ruins of a fallen clan. The event had put a halt to most things he had to do. Though the experience, didn't yield much, he did find his former royal seal of the clan, it tucked under his breastplate a chain wrapped around his neck connected to it. "Well like you, I am just here to get as plastered as possible, probably blackout, been happening a lot recently."

His life tended to be long nights, long drinking sessions, though he tended to get cut off before he couldn't walk, as most of the bartenders said, 'Drinking is not the solution to a problem.'

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

"That so? In that case," She leans away, Gesturing to Tarken. "Hey Tarken! How 'bout a Bottle ehh? "

Chuckling, She turns back to Talon. "Tarken's the best brewer I know, We're gonna have some fun tonight."

"And we kriffing better! All the fethed up chit this galaxy keeps throwing our way... Other Bounty Hunters, Sith, Those wannabe Neo-Crusaders, The Kriffing Gemini."

She sighs, Leaning back in her seat and watching for the impending bottle of whatever Tarken brings them. This had been a long day. Long year even. And the sooner she could crawl into a bottle, The Better.

"Hm. Been up to anything interesting since our last run in? Or has it been same old?"

Talon Richwood

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[Talon Aegis]

"I already see we will have a bit of fun, and if you're getting anything strong, get me one from, 'the best brewer.'" Shaking his head he got back to finishing his own drink, sliding the bottle away towards another empty one.

"All except the Gemini, I'm happy with what's been thrown at us, easier then being tossed at us when were alone. Though that one little chit at that, what happened to her? She take you up on that offer?" Shaking his head another bottle comes in front of him and he started drinking it as he would do the rest. The drinks and company were nice, now Talon wondered how wasted he'd be getting.

"What have I been doing, Aegis, though that's a conversation for a less sober time." This caused a chuckle from Talon him looking at his new bottle as he took a swig. "What about you? You do anything in the short period that the galaxy didn't toss us in front of Crusaders or the Netherrealm?" In the time Talon was gone, he had met Scald and got turned inside out emotionally by Aegis, neither of which he wasn't glad he experienced, he knew that the longer he waited, the heavier the blow.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

"Hm? You mean that mouthy one that kept going on about our mando'a? Nah... The Hut'uun never said chit back..." She shakes her head and takes a swig of her drink. That business with the "Sons of Mandalore" was strange. They'd been invited to discuss their invasion of Sith held mandalore, Yet they were met with cold shoulders and insults from the very beginning. "Vod an" huh...?

"Anyway... I found myself a new employer. They've already given me something in good faith too. I was hesitant but... They offered something I can't rightly refuse. And with the Bounty Hunting business drying up lately, Well... >sigh<"

The arrival of the Mirrorman had changed everything. She had the opportunity to end the aimless wandering and the monotonous Bounty Hunting and the shame wrought upon her by her clan. It was... Overwhelming. She couldn't possibly deny the Mirrorman and lose this great gift, But as much as she hated to admit it, She enjoyed the simplicity of the hunter's life. It was so much easier to fade away day after day in the cantina than it was to rebuild a clan...

Talon Richwood

 

[Talon Aegis]

Talon stood there shaking his head, "Lucky bastard, you got someone to filter you jobs, my contacts gave me a last bit of information, then have been silent since. Honestly thought about leaving this life behind, settling down and putting my beskar behind me." Looking up for a second he took another drink, "What about a farmer?"

This caused him to laugh and look at his bottle, downing the rest of it. He motioned for another, a slight sway starting with his movements. Quietly laughing to himself about the thought of putting fighting behind him and becoming a farmer, the idea becoming surprisingly appealing, the fact that he could live off the land and not be bothered by all of what he had done.

A drink came to in front of him, he brought it to his mouth and he laughed taking a drink. "Odd how one's perspective can change so quickly with a few words." Shaking his head he looked to the table yet again, finally the drinks were starting to get to him, it's a familiar feeling that he had very frequently since his return to Mandalore.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tag: Talon Richwood ​

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"Hm. Farming huh?" She stares into her glass, Swirling the glowing blue liquid while musing over the idea.
It was a hard life, Though mundane and therefore easier than the lives they lived now. The thought of settling down had occurred to her before, But she'd have to venture out and take contracts on occasion to keep herself sharp, That and because it was simply the mandalorian way. She could never leave her life as a mandalorian behind, But maybe, Just maybe she could make things easier on herself. Though, She'd have to find someone to share it with before she could let herself settle. What good is a den without it's wolves?

"I do kind of want to live off the land awhile. We used to hunt for food sometimes, back on concordia. It was always fun, Being out in nature, Returning to your roots for awhile. I could never leave the beskar behind though... I will always be a Mandalorian. No matter what they say." There is a darker undertone to that statement, As if it had come into question before. Maybe it was the drink talking, But she had already let on more than she'd like throughout the conversation.

 

[Talon Aegis]

Talon thought to himself about his beskar, the symbol on his chest meant nothing without a living clan, "What happened to cause you to say that? In my opinion you've shown the traits of a Mandalorian, though I do not believe I deserve mine, based on what I've done." There was a somewhat happy tone to the words despite what he said, not until after he listened to it back in his head he wanted to take the last statement back.

Taking another drink he was getting to a point of just saying whatever was asked of him, at a certain point in his career he had stopped caring, his life had been a mess lately, and he had no plans due to his contacts going silent. They told him something big was planned for an upcoming event, and he wanted to know what would make all his ties go silent. All he wondered was if what he was eventually going to say, even something that could be said.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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"Well... My Clan, You see," She pauses for a moment, Considering whether she should even say it. And then the drinks kicked in.
"Or, The clan I was Born to anyway. We had conflicting loyalties during the Red Coronation... One side was loyal to House Vizsla, As they had been for hundreds of years, And the other was loyal to Mand'alor the infernal... I doubt whatever you've done can top what they did next..."

She can't help but look away, Taking another swig of her drink. The thought of that scene playing in her head again, She hated it. She hated them for putting her through it all in the first place.

"Talon... Whatever you do, You can never do worse than turning on your own family. It's in the creed for a reason."

 

[Talon Aegis]

"I wish it would've ended differently for you, I do remember the results of the Red Coronation, but I was dealing with personal issues at that time, so I avoided it." Stopping for a second to think about the last part of the statement, shaking his head he said, "You'd be surprised what I have caused."

That statement had caused Talon to quietly sway for a second remembering his past, bringing the drink up to his mouth taking a long swig. With each memory he just wanted to drink it away. Talon had remembered when his clan collapsed, he identified himself as the main cause, due to his orders turning many on each other.

"I wish they realized that before they did to me." A drunk laugh came out, how he could find this funny, was amusing in itself, but he took another drink finishing it. Another came to the front of him and he continued his cycle.


Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tag: Talon Richwood ​

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The laugh confused Joti, Causing her face to scrunch up in confusion as she brought her cup up to her lips. What was his deal? He was starting to sound like her...

"Wha-" She sets the cup down with a >thump< , The drink having gotten to her it seems "What's so funny, Talon? One second you pause like you're having flashbacks or some chit. And the next, You're laughing? Jeesh man, You sound as crazy as I am" She laughs nervously, Running her fingers through the short hair on the back of her head.

>Sigh< "You and me have seen some karked up chit haven't we... Lived through just as much... The fall of Mandalore. The genocide of our people, Or clans, I-"

"Hm!" She looks up slowly, Pointing a finger at talon that drunkenly swayed ever so slightly "You know, I never asked what Clan you come from. Richwood. Is that your clan?"

 

[Talon Aegis]

"I don't know, I have too much on my mind to figure out what I'm feeling." Shaking his head he chuckled taking another drink, his sway becoming more prevalent. The thoughts of what had happened raced through him, none of them lasting long enough to leave an impression. Though it mattered not to him at this time.

She then talked about the clan he once had, this brought his mind to Aegis, though it didn't change his mood. "Richwood? That's my old thief name, way back when I worked with Renn." Talon brought his voice down a bit as to not have too many overhear. "My clan was Aegis, until recently it was a clan, or at least I believe it. I returned to Mandalore to figure out what remained of them, and found many, many helmets with heads in them."

Sitting there for a second he decided to continue drinking leaning back and looking at the bottle. His mind sobering up a little from the memories, he went back taking another drink. He saw his father a wooden spike through his lower jaw, his hands tied to his feet in front of the corpse. The shells on the ground identifying the perpetrator. Silence befell him as his mind sobered, the swaying slowing , but he continued drinking and would return to his former state.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tag: Talon Richwood ​

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So, They had that in common as well. They'd both taken on false names to move on from their past. Both had lost their clans. Both had come to drift from world to world while working with unsavory folk... But, Had Talon also come to kill the last of his own clan like she had? She doubted that very much... But, His pain was as much valid as hers.

"I'm Sorry, Talon... That must have been hard." Damn captain obvious, You think?

Joti was great with people sure, But never at comforting them. Especially not while drunk. She was more the "Worm her way into your head, Then your wallet and then your way into some cuffs(not in a lewd way you mir'sheb)" kinda gal, Not a "It's gonna be okay" kinda gal...

And yet... "I uhm... I understand that kind of pain... I lost my clan too. Long before the fall of Mandalore."

"Maybe we lost ours in different ways but... But I understand, Talon." She puts one hand on her arm, Giving him a light nudge.

 

[Talon Aegis]

"Thanks, not much that can be done now, but I'll take what I can get." Talon had received little consolation during and after the experience. The one who had experienced it with him did what they could to comfort him, but it didn't work fully.

"I've been coasting from bar to bar since that time. All my contacts cut off recently after telling me something was happening so I've just been drinking until then." With that he took another drink, deciding that he enjoyed the state he was previously in, he finished his drink. Waving for another, the sway starting to return to him.

His eyes were at the table as he felt the nudge, "Would ask about yours, but I guess we rather move off the topic. So, what have you done since the tea place?" If Joti wanted to get into her backstory that was her doing, based on her words he assumed she wouldn't want to so he didn't pressure. Though later in the night when he can't think he may accidentally delve into it.

Talon was curious as he looked up at the bottles he had slid to the side. This caused a slight laugh as the sight gave him slight deja vu. He leaned his head forward again and looking at the table. His life had gone downhill since the event, but with his contacts telling him something was happening he was going to involve himself in whatever it is.

Aloy Vizsla