In a bar (open)

[Nate Drake]

Nate sat in a stool at some random bar on a planet in the outer rim.He happened to have some down time he need something fun to do.He thought maybe he could flirt with a beautiful woman.Or maybe just drink till he got drunk.

Nate had black hair with a buzz cut and 5 o'clock shadow.He has a well tonded body and was wearing a fitted white tee shirt and lose black pants.He let his green eyes take in the room.The bar happened not to be to busy.Just the way he like it there most likely won't be in fights.It could be hard to find a beautiful woman though.He had to wait and see what the night would bring to him.

 

[Jsc]

Knight Kaz was no beautiful woman. He would be what you call, the opposite of a beautiful woman. A dusty old Jedi in loose brown garb. Hardly worth a second glace really. Unless you knew what to look for. Alas, Kaz's lanky walk earned him no admirers this day. He simply wandered up to the lip of the bar and pulled a menu to himself. When the bartender arrived, Sam ordered two drinks. The barman nodded and moved away to fetch them. Leaving the poor old Kaz the opportunity to remove his ivory pipe. Rubbing it off against his chest the older man nodded with reassurance. He might get in a good smoke today too.

The barman returned with two tall glasses and gave a nod. Sam smiled and looked about for a place to sit. Though, he did not have an eye for the ladies. Kaz preferred to wait in peace.

[member="Nate Drake"]

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Sam Kazroy"]
Nate still sat at the bar slowly drinking his drink.Right now he was bored and willing to have a conversation with anyone.He really shouldn't be picky about who to have a conversation with.A conversation is the perfect thing now but he never knew what to talk about.He is people skills weren't that great he tended to be off putting to people.He always wished he was better with people.

 

[Jsc]

Kaz noticed that the Force was pointing him towards somebody. Or, maybe it was because he could sense that [member="Nate Drake"] was a Force User, just like him. Whatever the reason, Kaz decided to pick up his drinks in both hands and approach the poor fellow. Nodding to the empty seat besides him with a short bearded smirk,

"Is this seat taken? I'm... waiting for a friend. You?"

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Sam Kazroy"]
Nate looked over at kaz with a smile."No sir you are more then welcome to sit here.It's no bother to me who knows it may be a start of an interesting conversation."

 

[Jsc]

Kaz nodded and placed his drinks on the counter. Nice kid. Must be lost. You never find nice kids all the way out here. Well? At least, Kaz never did.

"Oh? An interesting conversation you say? ...Hmm. Haven't had one of those in a while."

He sat down and stroked his beard. Pondering.

"And what might two strangers in a bar talk about hmm?"

Kaz looked about for beautiful women. That was usually the most 'interesting' topic in a place like this. That, or money and booze. Hm. He nodded sagely. Wondering what [member="Nate Drake"] might find so interesting.

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Sam Kazroy"]
Nate laughsa nd says."Maybe I hadn't had one in awhile.If I hadn't is that bad my people skills aren't you could say."He takes a drink from his drink and looks at the other man."Well I'm willing to talk about anything.Who knows a good subject may come up.So what brings you here sir."

 

[Jsc]

Sir? Oh boy. Was Kaz really that old? Ugh. Probably. Now even the strangers on the Rim were calling him sir. That wasn't a good sign. It meant Sam was starting to look as faded as his poor robes.

"What brings me here? Ha. Well. I suppose the drinking. Mostly."

He lifted a glass in Nate's honor and took a swig. Ooo. Now that really was aweful. Bleh. Kaz shuddered. He hadn't had a real drink in ages.

"No. ...I'm just waiting for a friend. Could be awhile though. She's always late."

Kaz pushed his drinks away from himself. That kind of revelry could wait.

"And you? Where's your lady friend today? ...Don't tell me you came alone? Eh."

Kaz smirked to show he was joking. It was pretty obvious that Nate would rather be talking to a lovely lady, than a dusty old tome like him. You didn't need the Force to read that kinda feeling.

[member="Nate Drake"]

 

[Nate Drake]

He looks around."Yes drinking is whatubring people to bars.I hope your friend comes soon.I just hhappened to be here for no reason on some down time.I happen to be here alone no lady friend for me."

[member="Sam Kazroy"]

 

[Jsc]

"Mm. I see."

Kaz nodded. It appeared Nate was just here to drink and pass the time. Oh well. I suppose such is the way of things. Sam reached into his chest pocket again and withdrew a flimsi-pad photo. It was faded and yellow but that didn't matter to Kaz. This was why he was out here.

"Well then let me ask you for a favor son. You ever seen this type of gun before? I'm something of a collector these days."

He held up the picture so Nate could get a better look. It was a faded image of a Gand Mercenary holding a rather unique long rifle. Plated in full glittering silver and having a skull molded over both ends of the rifle scope. It appeared to be some type of ancient sniper's weapon, as their was no pre-fire chamber nor energy cell adaptor. And it was much, much to large of a weapon for the short squatty Gand fighter too.

[member="Nate Drake"]

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Sam Kazroy"]
Nate really had no knowledge of firearms but he looked at the picture for a moment.He thought about if he had seen one before but he had not."I'm sorry I don't really have any knowledge of firearms.I'm more the close combat type not ranged."

 

[Jsc]

"Ah. I see. ...Pity."

Kaz put the photo back into his pocket and nodded. So much for gathering information here. It appeared his real quarry was hiding elsewhere. Mm. Just as the old Jedi reached back for a drink, a slender young lady appeared in the doorway. Her eyes scanned the room until she found Kaz sitting at the bar. The two locked eyes and she waved him away. It appeared he had business to attend to.

"Welp. It appears my taxi is calling me."

He smiled and placed a few credits on the counter to pay his tab. The barman nodded as Kaz stood up to leave.

"Thanks for the company stranger. Enjoy your afternoon."

And with that Kaz stepped over to the door. It was time for him to go. He still had a gun to find.

/ooc: - exit

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Sam Kazroy"]
Nate shook his head."Good luck in finding your gun."

 

[Alories Tanus]

The bar doors slowly hissed as Alories saunters through. He brushes off his robes as he scans the vicinity. With a derisive snort, he clearly notices that this isn't the most populous of locales.

He walks toward the gentlemen, sitting at a stool on the far end of the bar. The bar being smaller in nature, that meant only two seats down.

Alories was sporting a long politicians robe, smooth and gray. Even though he was not a politician he still liked the style, a more stately look than the last two fashion trends he followed. Tucked under his right side belt (Underneath the robe) was his trusty knife, besides that he did not have too much to his name. Perhaps due to his own personal indulgences in fashion, versus protection. At the moment, this did not tug on his conscience.

In a singular motion, he pulls his sweeps his foot under the stool and sits. He looks down the bar and gives a nod to the lone man.

"What brings you here?", he says with a slight-smile.

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Alories Tanus"]
Nate looked at the man that had come up to the bar.He raised his eyebrow."You could say I had nothing better to do."

 

[Alories Tanus]

[member="Nate Drake"]

Alories nodded slowly in agreement. He scanned the man carefully before replying.

"Boredom, the plight of our people it seems."

"Where do you hail from stranger? Are you a mercenary, or soldier, mayhaps?"

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Alories Tanus"]
"Well I come from no where I been traveling all my life.I'm a bodyguard."

 

[Alories Tanus]

[member="Nate Drake"]

Interested in this stranger, Alories quickly sifts through his pockets for a few credit chits. He slaps the credits on the bar, perhaps with more veracity than he intended, and waves over the serving droid.

The droid rolled over to take his credits. He scanned it, unsure the make and model.

"Two ale's, make it dark. One for the fellow over there, as well", he nods towards Nate.

Turning his attention back to the stranger, "A bodyguard, sounds like interesting work. What's your name, or are you the silent type?".

 

[Nate Drake]

[member="Alories Tanus"]
Nate shrugged"I guess you could say I'm the silent type but the name is Nate."

 

[Alories Tanus]

@Nathan Drake

As the droid comes back with their drinks. Alories takes his and takes a gulp of his ale. He stands up out of his seat, and walks over to Nathan with his hand extended for a shake.

"My name's Alories Tanus, it is a pleasure to meet you Nathan."