Bar Fight

[D'vok Windroamer]

D'vok sipped his corellian whiskey. He usually loved shady cantinas like this. Today, he just wasn't feeling it. The dim red light illuminated a crowded bar, populated with people of all races and armor. Conversations were being had in all different languages, all pooling into a collective jibberish. Another sip of whiskey. D'vok had only a few days left on Coruscant before he had to head out on another adventure. Suddenly, a mandalorian spilled his drink on D"vok. He sighed, looking at the soldier.
"Hey kriff head. You mind?"
The mandalorian looked at D'vok.
""Meg narir gar sibur at ni? Narir va kar'taylir Ni cuyir a mando?"
"Yeah I also know you spilled your drink on my jacket."
"Cuyir gar slanar at bria?"
"Haha. Go kark yourself."
"Gar ganar jate'shya sur'ulur gar uram. Ni ganar pabida dul a tkiriyr at shukur gar staabi jii."
D'vok had had enough of the mandalorian's mouth. He decided to settle this quickly. he sipped his whiskey again, finishing it. He placed the now empty glass down onto the counter. He grabbed the mandalorian by the back of the head and slammed his face into the glass, that broke with a resounding crunch. A nearby patron stood up.
"Hey! I was talking to him!"
The patron threw a heavy punch at D'vok. D'vok ducked, and the punch smashed into the person behind D'vok. Soon a fight broke out, and everyone in the bar was fighting. D'vok backed into a corner, and struck a defensive pose.
[member="Kami Meran"]


Cuyir
gar
slanar
at
bria
?
Cuyir
gar
slanar
at
bria
?

 

[Kami Meran]

( yeah i don't do Mando'a stuff.)

" Dude sit down. and relax." Kami yelled pushing both idiots apart. kicking the mando to a seat.
" You.. " she lookrd to @D'vok Windroamer " you and me outside. it's either me or the idiot here puts a price on your head."
she sighed.

 

[D'vok Windroamer]

D'vok nodded to the woman.
"Alright then, whatever. I could've taken him,"
D'vok stared daggers at the man.
"But you seem like a better fight anyway."