A Late Night Drink (Open to public. I want to see where this goes.)

[B'arin Fett]

B'arin's fighter landed on the hard concrete pad, making a slight thump noise. He took off his helmet as he saw the crowded Nar Shadaa, looking as lively as usual. The cockpit flipped up as he hopped out, taking his helmet with him.

B'arin walks into a local bar, and his senses are stunned with the scent of ale, the sound of music blaring, and the sight of the many people crowding the bar. He managed to make it to the bartender and said "Mandalorian gal, strong." while placing down a few credits.

 

[Alaina Merrill]

It was another day another credit when working for the underground. It was during these long hours. Finding herself wondering if it really was all worth it. In the end it all came down to what she could do to take a stand against the sith. Knowing that her road to training going to be long one but worth it at the end. even so she walked herself from the ship that just landed. As much as she didn't like public transportation. For now this would be the best way so no one would know what she was up to, with the many id she had to go off it would be hard to track one like her.

Stepping in after this last long flight, knowing that she could us a drink. "Hey bar keeper give me your strongest.", boy she could used having to sit by a mother geren and hearing three screaming children of hers. To make note to have her seat change the next time she wanted to take public.

@B'arin Fett

 

[B'arin Fett]

[member="Alaina Merrill"] B'arin looked over his shoulder to see a strange face, as if she didn't belong here. She looked very uncomfortable where she was sitting. The hardy Mandalorian motioned the girl to an empty seat next to him.