Is a nice drink too much to ask for?

[Sonnie Rain]

Zangoff took a seat in the back of his favorite bar on Tatooine, the Lizard's Den. He'd been coming here since he could remember, even in his teens before he had escaped the planet for the first time to make a life for himself. He scoffed at the thought. 'Making a life.' Oh yea, he'd done real good at that. These days, he mostly preferred to be left alone. "May I take your order, sir?" The Zabrak gave a casual eye to the droid server, raising an eyebrow. "I've come here since my teens. I order the same drink every time. And you still have to ask me what I want?" The droid's blank, expressionless face stared back at him, unmoving. "One red gundark on the way sir." He smirked lightly to himself as the server sped off. Sure, his taste had changed over the years, but that'd always been his favorite drink ever since he could remember. Leaning back in the small booth, he sighed and waited patiently for his drink to arrive.

@[member="Adenn Gra'tua"]

 

[Adenn Gra'tua]

the lizards den, another cantina on tatooine Adenn didn't care for them but he could have a drink and rest for a while. Walking into the cantina Adenn spotted the usual motley crew of smugglers, pirates and bounty hunters, Adenn could tell they just saw another mandalorian bounty hunter that the galaxy didn't need but if they did try something they would have a surprise. sitting down at the bar he ordered some water, he wasn't in the mood for drinking. looking around the room with his 360 degree vision to make sure no one was going to try anying, his water came and he paid the bartender. taking off his helmet Adenn took a sip of the water "nothing like a cup of cold water on tatooine" he said to himself.
@[member="Zangoff Gularian"]

 

[Sonnie Rain]

A few minutes later, the server droid arrived with his drink, and he took a sip with a small sigh. Memories of his youth flooded back, of how he used to be carefree and wild. As soon as the taste left his mouth, so did the memories. He had so many of this place. Some of them not so good. Taking another swig, the next thing he saw caused him to drop the glass. A Mandalorian. Had they seriously tracked him down, or was this just a coincidence? He forced himself to think the latter. He hoped the man wasn't here on business


@[member="Adenn Gra'tua"]