[Cantina open role-play Tatooine]The Jackals gather

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Setting​

As you enter the cantina sineway vapours slide up and out of the grates of the floor, forming a cloud of semi-translucent steam. Your nose flair and the acrid smell of foreign cuisine is present in your nose, the low heavy hum of machinery resonates deep within the bowels of the cantina.​

Character​

Flannigan Mcnash: his mouth straightening his lips curling up his facial feature’s in a smile, greeting his companions with open arm’s. “Ah. This is the start of something great I can just feel it in the air, I welcome you friends to the first meeting of the newly formed Jackals.” he’d raise his coat the flannel trimmings on his shoulders dancing with the movement of his arm’s.​

“Alright, I’ve brought you here to discuss our first task, credit. Now I’ve spent quite the credit getting our ship and gathering you here, we need to gain some quick, maybe a few bounties.” flashing another grin but far more malicious in form and intent. “Or we could hit some of the less fortunate locals, get them to ‘donate’ to our cause.”​

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would look with a smile, his voice radiating glee, "Ah a bit of violence never hurt no one...", he would say his face looking around, peering at the people around the bar, sizing up the potential donors for this, grand endeavour.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan's eyes would be scanning the room, before falling onto Flannigan McNash. "I suppose we could 'borrow' some credits from a few greedy, little, moisture farmers." his thin lips turning into a wolfish grin.

 

[Zane Hara]

Zanewalked into the bar...

The steam of course was annoying Zane's nose, he walked towards the group of men, hearing the man's questions Zane smiled.

"I say you ruffle up the local shop oners....then claim the local bounties...." Zane said to the man.

"Zane Hara at your sevice."

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Vual]

Duyuri would enter the cantina from the back, never one who enjoyed the front entrance on any form of the word. As he made his way past the cooks a thought dawns on him, one that remains with him and seems to give some doubt on the event about to go down, as such he made sure that those around were none the wiser of his presence. Duyuri stops a mere meter away from [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] and as such, it would be then when the group would notice the hooded being.

 

[Haaza Kutter]

Heavy footsteps walk through the cantina, lenses scanning the room. Looking at the different types of people, examining them with cold curiosity.

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would quickly walk over to Flannigan and whisper in his ear, "I think this one is volunteering to be a generous donor". He would then walk back to his seat, flashing a grin towards the new Acquaintance who just joined in the converse.

 

[CrypticNoodle]

Fiarr Zikri'tvo Sips from his Blue milk staying quiet, scanning between his fellow Jackal members.

 

[Basark Blu]

Sitting at the bar of the cantina, he puffed on a cigar as he drank from a whiskey bottle. Only glancing in the direction of the group gathered around in the cantina, he quickly turned back to the bar, a smirk on his face. He heard what the group had been saying but honestly, the hulking Devaronian did not give a damn. Chuckling to himself, he slowly placed his cigar in the ash tray which lay upon the table, spinning in the direction of the group, watching then with an amused expression, slowly drinking from the bottle of whiskey. However, despite Basark not necessarily being intimidated by the group, he still kept his free hand on top of the handle of his revolver which was tucked securely into a leather holster.

[member="Duyuri"]

[member="Zane Hara"]

[member="Cadan Tazi"]

[member="Thraxis"]

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

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"I don't believe we've met, Flannigan Mcnash." he'd address Zane Haras, throwing his arm back with a wave of his hand setting his coat a waving the multi-hued patches rippling. "But yeah that's the idea, and those moisture farmers they've had it good for too long."​

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[member="Zane Hara"]​

 

[Zane Hara]

Zane nodded and stepped back a bit away from the group, he looked at [member="Basark Blu"], the man seemd to be trouble. Zane smiled as he walked towards him.

"Something funny here red?" The Energy Vampire growled at the man.

"Coz your going to be aren't going to be laughing when I wipe the floor with...." he trailed off seeing the man's gun.

"Shall we fight after this jobs are done?" He said backing down a bit.

He didn't want to fight at the moment, but he would love to challenge.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Vual]

Duyuri kept a neutral expression during the moment, his silver eyes scanning the room every so often as he continues to listen out for the group. He seemed to be of little importance, or was trying to give off such an opinion as he did such.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan's large, red eyes would be swivelling between Zane and Basark. His hand reaching inside his coat, his fingers caressing the hilt of his DL-18.
He'd lean closer towards Flannigan and whisper to him. "I place 20 credits on big red." Gesturing towards Zane and Basark.

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis face would begin to change from glee to rage, his eyes almost pulsating with blood lust, wanting to see blood poor, he raised his voice, "Come on then, lets see a fight" he would say, hoping to rile a violent reaction from the people in the bar.

 

[Basark Blu]

"Yeah...I actually find it more amusing that you believe you can defeat a six foot five, two hundred and thirty pound Devaronian with a gun...Oh, and also this little group of wannabe thugs you have here." He said, raising the whiskey bottle to take a sip of whiskey. "However, here is the...problem." He chuckle lightly, before he continued. "You're little band here ain't going to get the job done real slick. Hey, but I'd be more than happy to see you've bloody corpses when those moisture farmers blow you too bits. They ain't simply going to grovel at you've feet, begging for you scumbags to take their life savings..."

[member="Zane Hara"]

 

[Zane Hara]

Zane snapped, hearing everything...his senses were acute.

Zane clenched his fists.

"Grr....I've fought bigger fools than you..." he said before pushing the man back with his strength.

He heard the man saying they wanted to see a fight.

Zane unwrapped his bandages and smiled showing his pointed teeth.

His bandages new were hanging from his neck.

he pulled up his fists in a boxing stance.

"Let's go!"

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would begin to laugh, bloodlust still ragin in his voice "I like your attitude, rushing to violence and all, no time for peaceful banter for you I see" he would say, throwing his trenchcoat to the side, revealing his twin blaster pistols strapped to his belt, "I for one, am the kind of man to rush to violence too."

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

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"Calm down, we're all friends 'ere. I've got nothing against this red. I don't wanna see the plasma fly, com'on think about the bar keep he's the one who will have to clean up." he'd say his hand's moving with vigorous gesture in a vague attempt to defuse the situation. "And you." he'd snap at Zane Hara, his lash like tongue running over his teeth removing flakes of debri. "We just met so I don't think The Jackals, will just back you up. Each man 'ere proved themselves, and big red 'ere ain't causing us trouble, maybe a bit of wounded pride but prides cheap and living beats it, not say we can't take big red. But I'd not wanna loose any of my crew on this rock."​

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[member="Zane Hara"]​

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[member="Basark Blu"]​

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis looks to Flannigan, "I don't know, this Zane seems like a good guy, kinda like me, rushing to violence, most situations ive been in can't be resolved by peaceful banter, maybe we could give em a chance at the very least." He would say, trying to back up Zane, "Though, that's not to say, we need to start a fight with this man." He would say, looking at the man sitting at the bar keep.

 

[Basark Blu]

He fell back some during the push but quickly regained his posture. "Well..I'd like you to meet two people. THUNDER A-" He quickly removed his revolver, pointing it in the direction of [member="Zane Hara"], pulling back the hammer. "Oh wait, it's just lead chucker", The Devaronian sighed loudly, before grinning. "Y'all are real slick!" He said, sarcasm filling his tone. "Oh...great. He's an energy sucker..." He said, moments after seeing the energy vampire's teeth. He was obviously not intimidated at the moment.