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Furry people make everything better (Ana)

Thryk was, as usual, haunting the streets of Keldabe by himself. What was wrong with him? He had a ship, a bunch of sharp objects and things that went boom, and two hands and a brain with which to use them. His body was pretty much intact, and he was proud of the dented old armor he had.

So what was missing? He had friends, albeit the kind of friends who didn't like to stick around when trouble started, and he had plenty of enemies. He had, on occasion, had a girlfriend or two, but he'd ended up as more of a guard dog than anything else. And that was the ones who didn't scream at the sight of his furry face when he took off his helmet, or blanch when they saw his full height.

That was it. He'd figured it out: He was cuddle-deprived, sober, and had had a distinct lack of things to blow up on Keldabe. He shrugged, and resolved to fix at least one of those problems today. He stepped into a nearby pub, sat down, and ordered something that was probably highly acidic.

[member='Anastasia Rade']
 
Ana had resolved not to allow the past to affect her even now. She needed to keep that pain inside and conduct herself like the young lady those here expected her to be. If word got out as to what happened Azrael would be angry and worried about her. Her elder brother had enough to worry about than her love life.

If she was going to keep her sadness inside Ana needed some liquid help. She knew that the bottle was not the way to go and it wouldn't help but it would do for now.

Chugging back the rest of her drink she motioned to the bartender for another just as [member="Thryykarr"] sat down next to her. "Su'cuy," she smiled as she took a sip from the bottle.
 
Thryk smiled under his helmet, and looked at the blonde lady. He fished through his mind for her name, and then found it.

"Su'cuy, Miss Rade."

He unhinged the bottom of the helmet so he could drink, revealing what might've looked like a beard to anybody who hadn't seen the rest of his face. He drank deeply from the tall mug in front of him, and then turned back to the Rade woman. What was her first name, again? It was something pretty. But she looked pretty, too. And sad. Thryk's mouth curved into a frown that was visible through the unhinged jaw casing.

"You look about as happy as my helmet. Drink not strong enough for you?"

[member="Anastasia Rade"]
 
"I'm not sure there is a drink out there that is strong enough for me," she smiled lightly. If there was one thing that Ana had grown to love it was drinking with her Vode. They always had the tendency to make her feel welcome, included and warm.

Ana felt a bit bad as he seemed to recognize her but at the moment she couldn't seem to place him. "Thryk? Right?" She sincerely hoped that she was right or she would feel even worse and crawl under the barstool. "Do you think mixing drinks would help make it stronger?" Doing so had never worked well for her but maybe he knew some trick she didn't.

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
Thryk grinned, and nodded, which was pretty much the extent of his response while he drank. It was no surprise that the Rade lady could name him. His helmet was pretty distinctive, though it wasn't a particularly common sight during large actions. Conscious of the fact that the rest of his helmet was still on, he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Your memory's good."

He took a sip of his drink, smirked, and put it back down.

"Well, I've never known mixed drinks to be weaker."

[member="Anastasia Rade"]
 
She tried her best to get to know her Vode so she could call them by name. She knew that everyone enjoyed being remembered. Ana knew she certainly did.

"What if we tried mixing two different kinds together?" She motioned to the bartender to get her two different types of ales. The idea was to test her theory and mix the two together.

"I'm going to do this and than I'm going to have you try it first."

Getting a glass she poured half of one bottle into it and than half of the other in it. It was just ale so it couldn't be too bad.

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
Thryk glanced at the woman and her mixed ale, and grinned wide, showing his long teeth while he sipped his drink.

"Ale, huh? That stuff won't give me a twitch, I bet. This stuff I'm drinking could rip the stomach lining off a lot of people."

It was true. He had a constitution for alcohol that was rare, even in Wookiees. But he was going to try this mix the Rade lady did, anyway.

"Well, can't hurt to try."

[member="Anastasia Rade"]
 
"I have seen it do just that," she giggled slightly. Ana was pretty good at holding down her liquor and she was sure that her furry friend was quite good at doing the same thing.

"No, it can't hurt and we can try it together." She stated as she poured a little of the mixture in two glasses. It was only fair after all that they try what she had come up with together.

"Cheers," she smiled taking her cup.

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
Thryk growled out a laugh as he took the other cup, and put it to his lips. The mixture tasted odd, but not unpleasant. He grinned through the open jaw plate of his helmet, and set the cup down.

"Tasty, but not all that strong. Maybe with some Corellian in it?"

[member="Anastasia Rade"]
 
"I agree, we should try something else. It isn't bad just it could use more of a kick. It needs to be stronger," she giggled a little as she asked to see a bottle of Cordellian ale.

Putting a little of this and a little of that in a cup Ana passed it off to her Wookie friend. It was rather fun experimenting with all of this. She may need to learn how to bartender.

[member="Thryykarr"]
 
Thryk took a sip, excited at the prospect of something strong... and then felt slightly disappointed. He frowned, furrowed his brow, and poured some of that acidic stuff he'd been drinking into the cup with the other alcohol. He drank some, and he felt his head spin. His frown broke out into a huge grin, and he drank some more.

"Ha, ha... I'm gonna be drunk as hell now... Good thing I don't have any patrols tomorrow. Don't suppose you want any of this stuff, Miss Rade?"

[member="Anastasia Rade"]
 

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