A Rat's Celebration (Open to All)

[James Justice]

James felt Ave give his arm a squeeze and felt a murmur of something through his Force Empathy. Ordinarily he wouldn't have noticed since his mind was elsewhere, but physical contact intensified the experience. Uncertainty. Doubt. Fear? He lifted the thought behind the touch like an ink-blot on paper; Did I do something wrong?

Ah, he understood now. His hand wrapped around her waist moved a little lower and gave her butt a gentle and not-so-subtle squeeze. Did that get the message across? It didn't matter, he left nothing to chance, at least not usually. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her neck right bellow her ear. A linger, gentle kiss, his warm breath laced with sweet cigarette smoke brushing on her skin before he turned his attention to the fellow before him. Time to get down to business.

"Because, mate I recognize that look," he said before taking a puff from his cigarette. Sweet-smelling smoke waffed from his lips as he spoke, "Name's Captain James Justice, head of Justice Shipping."

James was sure that statement needed no expounding; their company had their fingers stretched far across the galaxy. They moved many goods for more companies than he knew to count, and honestly, that was fine with him. The more they had, the better it would be. Guns, spice, droids, food, technology parts, legal or illegal, they did it. Everything but slaves. And not to mention, their growing work as privateers and mercenaries.

"I been a spacer long enough meself to know what it looks like when ye get a raw deal," he said with a wink, "If ye need or want steady employment, we can always use more like ye."

[member="Aveira Dax"]
[member="Toll Cade"]

 

[Cloudburner]

Vahn walked in to the cantina. The whole cantina stared at the Mandalorian as he ordered a beer. As he walked over to the counter, he noticed [member="Gray Watcher"] .

"It's that Clone Trooper Wannabe again. Well, I ought to tell him that Jango Fett, a Mandalorian, was actually the real guy who was cloned to create all those Clone Troopers which fought for that snarking Republic."

 

[TI-1027]

TI looked over at Gray chuckling as he took another swig from his drink and proceeding to set it onto the counter. "Heh sometimes i do, as it is hard not to notice good looking gals in here." he said looking around the dirty Cantina for any women that would catch his eye. Eventually he sees a somewhat curvy Rodian woman. In which he proceeds to give her a slight pat on her back side only to have her slap him across the face. And TI falling back in his stool. "L-like i said sometimes, but most of the time i'm just here to drown out my emotions." he said before taking another gulp of his drink.

 

[Gray Raxis]

[member="TI-1027"]

Gray watched the entertaining little scene take place and chuckled. He said after, " Sounds about like my luck. I'm surprised my flirty comment a few days ago didn't cost me that chance at some bodyguard work." He took another drink from his cup and added, " What kind of women do you like and what kind of women seem to like you?"

 

[Nim Stagnol]

[SIZE=10.5pt][member="Morgana Belcourt"][/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt][member="Ghorua the Fish"][/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt][member="Nyx"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]The large human blinks then looks down as the light glimmering off the stubby barrel of a bryar pistol as the techno colored light moved back and forth changing against it as it presses more into the human’s leg. A gritting of the teeth was given before he slid his blaster away from the Duros’ face.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]“Fine..ya didn’t cheat..”[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]he spat out then sat down.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]A smile was given by pressing his mouth shut and moving those nearly non-existent thin lips into a smirk then retracts his own weapon. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]“Good lad. I will take my chip and part.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]A mix of aliens and humans alike who were sitting at the table around the two threatening patrons just watched then seemed to ease a little as the standoff seemed to come to an end. A long somewhat thin green-blue arm concealed behind the brown sleeve cups around the chips and slides them into a bag. Nim simply turns, slings it over his shoulder and paces away but does hear the giant of a human who threaten him says something just loud enough for Nim to hear under the music.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]“What you’re back…Duros filth.”[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Which only made Nim grin wider.[/SIZE]

 

[TI-1027]

TI simply shrugs his shoulders before drinking the last bit of his beverage proceeding to slam his cup onto the counter once again. "Ahh...Oh uh...i mean i don't know i like all kinds of women." he said looking over at the Trooper proceeding to ask covering his face up slightly as he felt it getting warm from him blushing slightly. he coughed nervously "And whats your type of woman huh?, a warrior who loves to fight?" he said as he jokingly hit the trooper's armor.

 

[Gray Raxis]

[member="TI-1027"]

Gray could have sworn that... better not to let that thought linger. He thought about what his new friend had asked and when he came to an answer he said, " Other than the obvious physical side of things, I would say I like girls who can both talk and listen. Not an easy combination to find. You need a good give and take, if you understand me." He finished off what was left of his drink and gave his friend a smile. He was trying his hardest not to let that stray little thought resurface.

 

[Aveira Dax]

[member="James Justice"]
[member="Nyx"]

Any concern in her mind regarding if she did the right thing or not by making that statement vanishes as a sly smirk crossed her red painted lips as she felt the squeeze, causing her to move closer to his side while still standing alittle behing him. The movement was followed by the dark brown eyes closing slightly as James’ lips pressed against the side of her neck and her bottom lip being slightly bit until Aveira's eyes reopen and look directly at Nyx. The warmth of his breath combined with the smell of tobacco; a smell that she had become quite accustomed towards from a life on the fringe and inside dive cantinas such as this.
“Running guns? Interesting..” she muttered although she had next to no experience in smugging anything.

 

[TI-1027]

TI looked over at the Trooper nodding his head in agreement. "I understand completely trust me." he said as he proceeded to order yet another drink with a slight stagger in his movement indicating he was getting intoxicated "Ay, bartender another one for me and my friend over here! And none of that watered down crap either!" he yelled out at him before he came over slightly annoyed with two bottles of the "Finest" drinks around. TI took a swig of the bottle sending a shiver up his spine from how strong it was. "Whoa...heh some pretty strong stuff right here!" he said nudging Gray before looking down at his bottle beginning to fiddle with it. "So...how did carry out..ya know a certain order?" he said with a grave stare in his eyes

 

[James Justice]

[member="Aveira Dax"]

James never was good at the part about "hands to yourself." And by never good at--he couldn't handle the idea. His squeeze intensified, an impish grin formed on his face as he let his finger tips dig into her flesh, releasing only the moment it could be painful. He downed his drink, letting his hand crawl up her spine, feeling her bare back under the trench coat. Ah, if she had been wearing a shirt, there would have been nothing separating his hand from her bare skin.

Spoiler

"Another reactor core," he said waving, "Three."

As he waited his fingertips found their way to the back of Ave's neck and teased it gently, tantalizingly. Then the drinks were here. He swallowed the first down in a moment, quickly taking the second, then the third. He waved, "One more."

Another glass came to his hand, he too, drank this one with ease.

[member="Aveira Dax"]
[member="Toll Cade"]
[member="Nyx"]

 

[Bastian Briareos]

Intelligence reports had been flooding into Bastian's office since access to these reports were granted. Most were trivial. Even more had their credibility in suspect. One note said there was a celebration by one of the underground gangs. The Street Rats. They were up and coming in Coruscants seedy underside. This party would have some movers there so it would be worth checking out. The aging half Ryn didn't hold any contempt for criminals, well not all of them. There were some real lowlife scum no one could give favor to. He'd worked with their grander type back after the fall of the Old Empire. It technically made him a criminal too in those days. No time to dwell on past memories though. Bastian grabbed his coat and high peaked officers hat and set out to The Rat Hole Cantina.

Bastian dealt in information. Not a broker mind you. He was a Sith Officer. Gathering and relayed such was his work. Being out in the field was what he did best though. Sitting in an office, typing on a keypad and having that blue screen glow suck the life out of you. That really hurt his mood. Hopefully something down here in the dark will bring back the fire for another night.

[member="James Justice"] [member="Aveira Dax"] [member="Nyx"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

[member="TI-1027"]

Gray thanked the barkeep for bringing him the drink. He took a quick taste of it and noticed how strong it was. He was going to have to pace this out if he didn't want to get himself drunk as a skunk right away. The man's question caught him a little off guard as it was being asked. He turned over with a raised eyebrow and a smile that was wavering, " How did I carry out what order?" Did Gray's new friend actually think he was a clone trooper? He had thought it was just one of those running jokes you had some times with people. He added shortly after the first question, " Do you think I'm an actual clone trooper or at least a clone?"

 

[TI-1027]

TI looked at Gray as he took another swig out of his drink. Shivering again in the process from how strong it was "Well you could have fooled me bud." he said slightly embarrassed as he now just knew he wasn't an actual Clone Trooper. "I mean of course i knew waaaay before anyone else did!" he said as he attempted to make himself look not as stupid to the rest of the patrons at the Cantina

 

[Jessica Justice]

The bartender was being pro-active, and had yet another Reactor Core on-route to Captain Justice's awaiting hand. But, entering at this time were a pair of boots, ending just above the knees, with a short skirt that couldn't quite reach the top of said boots. A white tank-top, and a short-flight jacket ending just below her shoulder-blades. A playful smirk, a plume of smoke, and pheromones dancing about proceeding ahead of her. Chuckling to herself, she'd see her target. That glass, with an all-too familiar concoction, on it's way to a very familiar spacer.

Strides taken, as she'd almost dance around the server, as two fingers and a thumb were used to snatch the glass away just before it would have reached James Justice's hands. Before he could even attempt to shoot a glare at whomever just pilfered his drink, she'd have her pack of cigarettes opened, one popped up and ready to draw, offered towards the good Captain. "I thank ye kindly for the drink, Cap'n." the young beauty would taunt, a playful wink, and a mischievous giggle being given. "Hope ye dinnae take offence."

After he'd take a cigarette, she'd kick the glass back, relishing the burn as it coated her throat on its way down. She'd then kick a seat out, before slipping into it, crossing one knee over the other. Would she make this meeting awkward? Who knows! But that could be part of the fun! Oh this little imp, her grin, and infectious aura. It was almost certain that this night in the club was going to be an interesting night.


[member="James Justice"] | [member=Nyx] | [member="Aveira Dax"] | [member="Bastian Briareos"]

 

[Aveira Dax]

[member="Jessica Justice"]
[member="Bastian Briareos"]
[member="James Justice"]

A shiver ran down her spine as the grip of James Justice tightens before sliding up her back along its center; as if smoothing out the rush of sensational spikes that ran along her nerves. A rush of pheromones released from her Zeltron glands without realizing it at first, as she became distracted. The daze ended as Jessica slid by and snatched up James' drink. A quick look of confusion and surprise appeared not knowing who this woman was.

 

[Bastian Briareos]

Under miles of steel and concrete lay Coruscant's underground. It was dirty, claustrophobic and above all else, dangerous to the uninitiated. Bastian had no fears of these things, unless they were actively seeking to kill him. Many months ago Sage Bane initiated heavier security sweeps and patrols. Increased monitoring and many other initiatives to increase safety and fight against The Underground terrorists. It had been moderately effective, but Coruscant was to populous, and too deep to cover every corner. That's why men like Bastian existed. To scout the unseen and search for information. Specialists in their fields who have crafted a particular set of skills over decades of work. Tonight those skills will be put to use in the search for the enemies of the Empire.

Bastian arrived outside the establishment in earlier question. The Rat Hole. "Scummy as I thought it would be, but nothing as bad as Nar Shaddaa". He couldn't help but voice his thoughts to anyone in earshot. An insult or a compliment could be cherry picked there to your disposition. The big hat'ed man made his way inside the bar. Bouncers shot him a death glare but didn't do anything to stop him. The Sith ran this world after all, not like it was some lawless backwater planet where you could do as you see fit. Here, there was consequences to your actions if you weren't on the ruling side. The smoke and stench hit him worse than the outside ones. Clearly someone, or multiples of were smoking something new he'd never sensed. Harsh would how he'd describe it, with a hint of sweetness and death rot. He'd stick to tobacco and alcohol for his sinning. Bastian pushed past that smell and went to work, looking over the joint at all the patrons. Seeing who he'd may have seen a holopicture of before, or interesting looking people he may talk to. There was a Duros, what looked to be a Mandalorian mercenary, plenty of other aliens who'd have a reputation for skulking the dark. Human's of course were plentiful as they were in the Galaxy. One in particular caught his eye, @Nyx. She owned this place. He'd made sure to have dug up relevant information before coming out to do some more hands on investigating. Certainly talking to her may prove useful, but it would just as easily end up worse for this Officers health if he didn't tread carefully. He was in the rats den after all, one of him, however many he didn't care to count of them.

Time was wasting though and standing around looking like he did without doing anything but being a conspicuous bystander was going to attract more attention than he probably already had. Bastian walked over to @Nyx. His typical grim expression placed on his mug. "Nyx is it? Hard to believe you can just get by on a three letter name and nothing else eh. Suppose whatever works though. Mine is Bastian. And I would trouble you to a conversation over a drink if you wouldn't mind".

[member="James Justice"] [member="Jessica Justice"] [member="Aveira Dax"]

 

[James Justice]

Well. This was awkward.

The spacer flicked his now mostly-used cigarette across the room. It landed in a Bith's drink, setting it to flames and giving him a near-heart attack. Ah well, wasn't his problem, now was it?

He took the cigarette and waved a new set of drinks over, one for Jess and one for himself to replace what was stolen. He gave the young woman an impish and roguish grin before speaking his mind, "Ye best be glad I like ye mug, I've shot lesser beings for stealing my drinks." He lit up and gave the Red a few good puffs before continuing. That was--better. There was nothing quite like the taste of a new cigarette.

"So ye here on business I dun't know about or ye just followin' me around to steal all me drinks?" He asked before gesturing, "Or are ye just here to cause trouble?"

Of course, knowing who he was talking to--it was probably all three.

[member="Aveira Dax"]
[member="Jessica Justice"]
[member="Nyx"]
[member="Bastian Briareos"]