Come meet the bartender (open to all)

[Gabe Darkstar]

Gabe was working as a bartender at a popular inner rim bar.It was called the outer rim bar he never got why it was called the outer rim.Maybe it was just to confuses but besides the name the bar itself always seemed busy.Maybe it was just busy when Gabe was working.He was a good bartender and the people seem to like.But Gabe liked the most that the women loved him he was a flirt.Since the women loved him he liked the job that might just be his ego.

When he started his shift tonight the bar just started to get busy.Tonight he was looking for some good conversation or some friends.Gabes job could be a little lonely he needed to make some friends.If he were to make some friends it would give him things and people to spend time with on his off time.Although he never seemed to
have a lot of down time though.But Gabe like it that way he liked to stay busy to keep his mind off of things.That was the only reason he had taken this job in the first place.

 

[RC 212]

NPC POV Grom

[member="Gabe Darkstar"]

Grom was tired. Really really tired. He had spent all day wandering around with Vassara. She was a crazy woman, one of those space wizards. Hell he'd seen her put down Pirates and the like with a fire breathing shotgun for fraks sake. All that craziness got a man thirsty and got him thinking about a drink. So naturally they had ended up here, in this Cantina.

Grom walked up to the bar, a tall imposing figure clad in all black plated armor. Off to his left Vassara was already talking up several seedy types.

Trying to gather intel no doubt.

"Hey there young lad. I'l be having a drink!" he roared. Ten credits were slammed upon the table.

 

[Gabe Darkstar]

[member="Vassara Raxis"]
Gabe smiles slightly and walks over to the man that ask for a drink."Why hello sir what kind of drink can I get you?Are you having a nice night on this fine night?"Gabe kept the small smile on his face it was part of his job to be friendly.But since he was a friendly person well till a person got on his bad side that is.He never really had to work at being friendly it was just part of who he was.But why he waiting for the man to reply he couldn't help but wonder if he had a bad day.But that would depend on what he wanted to drink people who had bad days always wanted something strong.Or that was at least Gabe had noticed through his years of bar tending.People who had good days drank weak drinks and were more friendly.He had nothing against anyone who has had a bad day but to Gabe they just killed his mood.He hopped the male had a good day because Gabe was in a good mood and didn't want it ruined.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Gabe Darkstar"]

Grom:

"Oh give me the bottle, the strongest one lad." He bellowed in a gravely voice.

Nice night? The young man had to be kidding. Vassara had gotten piss wasted and started a bar brawl in just about every pub they'd been through night. Bodies and broken furniture were their calling card tonight. Oh yes and it would cost her quite a lot. Luckily this was all quite a way from the prying eyes of the orders and other powers that be.

For her sake

Breaking from his thoughts he smiled. Breaking people like twigs was actually kind of fun. Over in the corner he could still see Vassara, keeping his beady eye on that roguish spacer.

"Eh my nights been alright lad, had stomp a lot of folks out but hey!"

Grom slammed both armored fists together, making a raucous clanking noise.

"The business of kicking shebs is a boomin!"

 

[Gabe Darkstar]

[member="Vassara Raxis"]
Gabe titled his side to the side thinking about the strongest this he had in a bottle.Once he thought of it he went and got the bottle and a glass.When he came back he set the glass infront of the male and filled it."There you go strongest thing I have ahh so it's been a fighting night?"Gabe set down the bottle to leave as he was asked.

 

[Mako Jhasmin Zaneca]

Mako had had a long tiring day. Her other half had left her in charge of their Starship since Mako was the first officer, and she was busy off doing Jedi business. It had been the case for the last 6 months since arriving here. Mako was bored of doing routine Republic patrols. Very bored. She decided to put the next in command in charge of the ship and find some adventure of her own. She walked into this bar. She could see a what looked like a rather built strong woman there already. Clearly she didn'tlook like she had had a good day. Mako was going to stay clear of her if possible. She walked up to the bar and spoke to the bartender. "Hey there, how you doin", she smiled at the young good looking bartender. "Hope you're having a great night so far?"

[member="Gabe Darkstar"], [member="Vassara Raxis"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Gabe Darkstar"] [member="Mako Zaneca"]

NPC Grom:

"Oh yes lad, it's been a hell of a night. Squashed a bunch of heads back that aways!"

Grom hooked his large thumb behind him, motioning to the street. With massive paws he uncapped the bottle and drank deeply, letting the cool liquid sear a burning path down his gullet. She was a weird employer Vassara. An eccentric crazy Jedi with a penchant for shedding blood. He shrugged at the thought and locked his brown eyes on Gabe.

"What about you youngster, you got any fight in ya?"

One hand came up to stroke his grizzly black beard.

"I reckon you could handle yourself in a fair fight. Know anything about blasters?"

 

[Mako Jhasmin Zaneca]

Mako had come in to relax and mind her own business. However as soon as she heard Grom mention the word blaster, she couldn't help herself but butt in. "I know a thing or 2. Well more on marksmanship anyway." She said looking in Grom's direction.

[member="Vassara Raxis"], [member="Gabe Darkstar"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Gabe Darkstar"] [member="Mako Zaneca"]

NPC Grom:

Grom kept right on stroking that beard of his. Who was this young lass? she looked like she was smuggler maybe? He hadn't had much experience with smugglers, save bashing in a few heads here and there on the odd job. Still smuggler folk were Vassara's lot. He knew she worked for the Underground, an organization that was secretive and fighting the evils of the galaxy.

"Alright then lass, how's about you tell me about yourself? I reckon my boss might wanna invite you to a certain... well band of heroes I guess you could call em."

Grom took a swig of the bottle and slammed it down ont he counter.

"You too lad."

 

[Mako Jhasmin Zaneca]

Mako turned fully to face the beard man now that she had gotten his attention. "Well sir, I'm Mako and I smuggle stuff, you know all the illegal stuff to and from places. I, umm, I work for myself and if the price is right, I'll do whatever job it is no matter how dangerous".

Mako was unsure of herself as she spoke those last words. The beard man could probably tell, hopefully she thought to herself that that was all he would be able to tell, or even care about anyway. She clearly had lied about being a smuggler and had no intention of telling him that she was actually a first officer of a battleship in service of the republic captained by a Jedi. Besides she really wanted to get out there and try new experiences. Weird as it seemed, she really wanted the job as she was simply bored with her life at the moment, assuming of course that the beard man would offer her one.

[member="Vassara Raxis"], [member="Gabe Darkstar"]