Landing pads.

[Tandem]

The landing process runs smoother then normal, two pilots make all the difference it seems, grinning in excitement almost the entire way the Rogue force-user stands up, this is Republic territory so it should be relatively safe...Coruscant, the City-planet.
All sorts of businesses should be open here..along with a few job offers, he'll look around and probably leave Youka to his own devices, he definitely has to find a translator though..Just too many people for it to be this quiet. Turning and walking to his quarters he kneels down and partially slides himself under the bed grasping at a bag, some spending money is in order..
The credits he's acquired in forms of payment for smaller jobs, he separates the chips and pockets his, he then moves back towards the brig turning his head left and right to see if Youka moved, if he does indeed spot him he walks over and jingles the bag of cred-chips with a wide grin offering it to the stowaway, if he decides to come back to the ship that's his choice...But, he's not gonna leave him cred-less on a strange planet..Of course he'd really like for him to come back...He hasn't ever had a trip that smooth in all his time flying his 2400.
Opening the exit hatch he exits and glances around, this is the port so a bar should be nearby...meaning there are shady people looking for other shady people to do shady things....Meaning work and money...
He flips his hood up to conceal his hair and eyes, removing the smile in exchange for a small frown to make himself look a bit more intimidating..People hire intimidating figures after all..He begins walking towards the nearest bar in order to sit down, order a drink..and look cool.
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Teh Dok'Tah"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

God he hated cities. Pushing his way through the crowds of people Relyk had his eyes scan the skyline. As usual his attire could only be described as casual. A cream coloured shirt with the sleeves rolled up, black pants and boots and as always a leather bracelet strapped around his left wrist. Relyk stopped in the middle of the path, his eyes scanning the area once more. He really wanted a drink, but it had been a long time since he had been on Coruscant. Though if his memory served him as well has it had before, then he would likely be lost for the rest of his life. Luckily it served him better than before. Meaning that by pure luck he managed to find a nearby cantina. He entered into the cantina and took a look around frowning at the appearance of the place. "Chaavla sa shebs be'striili." He muttered out loud. He wasn't that surprised to find that most people did not respond to what he said, after all this wasn't exactly Mandalore now was it? With the grace and poise of a blind, deaf and dumb rancor that was trying to find a mate in the middle of a forest in Endor Relyk made his way over towards the bar counter. He had no particular drink in mind as he doubted that they would be serving his old favourite here so he honestly had no idea what to buy. Sitting himself on a stool he took a look around at the creatures in the cantina. No one that interesting honestly. Though there was some strange looking fellow wearing a hood in doors, when it wasn't even raining, and looked quite amusing. It seemed like they were concentrating too deeply on something. One thing was for certain though, they looked rather uncool. Relyk couldn't help but chuckle in amusement. Taking a sip of his Coruscant cooler he relaxed in the stool. He made sure that his impressive biceps were in plain view of everything. With the tightness of the sleeves against his arms it left no doubt that Relyk was a manly man. And a damned cool one at that.
@[member="Tandem"]

 

[Youka Tau]

As they landed smoothly and Youka went through the process of switching off all the engines and turning off all the other sensors, he watched as Tandem got up and made his way out of sight. While he couldn't see the man Youka began re attaching his helmet to his head, this would help him breath just in case the air here wasn't fit for his bodies system. Making his way to the back of the ship to make it to the latch that led out he was cut off by the human and handing him a pouch of chips that the xeno curiously eyes before taking the currency and placing his right arm over his chest. It would seem that they would be parting ways here for a while to settle their own business affairs. Stepping out from the ship moments after Tandem the Terrox looks around for the closest arms dealer and given his height he is able to see over most of the populace in this area.
Youka didn't know anything about this planet, but he knew he had to be cautious as to not be taken advantage of or attacked for his stature, he did stick out after all. His main goal was to find a weapons shop that dealt in blades so he cold feel comfortable again with twin swords by his sides. This shouldn't take him long and then he would meet up with his new acquaintance back at the ship to see if he could be of further use, or the human might leave him on the planet to fend for himself.@[member="Tandem"]

 

[Tandem]

Casting a smile back at his friend as he seems to be looking for something in particular he waves before pushing his way into the Cantina, his frown back in place he scans the occupants with his eyes turning his head slowly as if looking specifically for someone. His facial expression doesn't shift as he see's a few patrons reaching for something and keeping an eye on him...He however internally flinches and decides to not go near any of those particular patrons...
He moves towards the bar and takes a seat with no real seating position in mind, the one who looked the least intimidating was of course not the reason he picked this seat, no, no...The fact that the others were growling at him gave him no incentive to change his seating arrangement next to the normal looking Human with the obviously way too small shirt. He turns his gaze upwards towards the bartender revealing Sith-yellow eyes to him before in the most non-chalant voice he can muster he asks "One glass of milk please." He states simply...he's pretty sure someones head just thunked against a table somewhere but he's got no time for stereo-types. He is a young man that happens to need to keep as many braincells as he can..And he acknowledges this fact...So, alcohol is usually a no-no for the young Rogue.
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

His biceps bulged as he took another gulp from his drink. He heard the person sat next to him order a glass of milk. Before they had even sat down he had heard some noises behind him. As usual it seemed that the idiots within this dive were pretending to actually be tough. Now if Relyk were in a good mood he would likely just get it over with and prove himself to be the toughest in the place. But he was in a bad mood right now, so he decided to get hammered first and see how the night takes him. Downing the rest of his glass he placed it down. Unfortunately due to his impressive strength because of his amazing physique that was just naturally visible and was not just visible because of his shirt being two sizes too small the glass made a rather loud thud when it hit the counter. Suffice to say it drew some stares, and some muttering was heard. A good start to what would likely be a great night he supposed. "Don't suppose you have any tihaar?" He looked over towards the barman as he spoke. Honestly it was a rather far fetched request, but it was worth a shot. However the Mandalorian was surprised to find his favourite drink was soon placed in front of him. His spirits raised he took a sip from the glass, savoring the burning sensation it left as it trickled down his throat. "Ha, this place isn't as bad as I thought." He smiled, ignoring the louder muttering that was happening behind him and also the dirty look the barman gave him. He after all assumed it was just the guy that was sat next to him's fault. "You know, you should order a manlier drink. If not just for show." He said to the young man. "After all, you wouldn't want to give people around here an impression of being weak ya' know?" Now that he thought about it, perhaps he was being rude. Ah whatever, he was sure there would be no reprocutions to his rudeness.

@[member="Tandem"] @[member="Youka Tau"]

 

[Youka Tau]

As the Terrox walked through the bazzar of shops looking for a suitable one that housed his needs, which was finding short swords that were more than likely long swords to the average person here. He came across a galactic food store that would more than likely also offer the food of his people or at least a close second so he wouldn't have to defile the humans food that he was currently flying with. Browsing the selection he found a few different mush like substances that looked and smelled exactly like what he was used to on his planet. Picking up a few bags of the gloop he walked over casually to pay the counterman, reaching the counter he noticed that the human behind it was slightly shaking as he had to stress his neck to look up at Youka and he also showed slight signs of fear as Youka could hear his heart beat picking up. Handing the man a few credits as payment the man awkwardly looked and handed him back half of what he had been given, apparently Youka didn't know this currency as well as he thought he did.

Stepping out with bags in tow he made his way to the armament section of the trade market, here he would spend his time trying to find the perfect weapons that fit his standards. After this he would drop the things off at the shop and more than likely go look for the human to see if there was anything he could help with.@[member="Tandem"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Tandem]

His eyes shift towards the slightly older man as he pounds his glass onto the table, he grimaces slightly at the disrespect and shakes his head as he tilts his glass of milk back...He really hopes it's from a cow...Not that he doesn't mind other types of milk he just...well, it's just that's one of the only actual animals he knows about. The bartender doesn't look happy as the man continues being an eye-sore, he tilts his glass back once more as the man speaks to him...his yellow gaze shifts towards the man and he tilts the glass back further chugging the beverage down before setting the glass down and waving the bartender over. "Chocolate milk please." He states with a small deadpan smirk and a waggle of his eyebrows causing the bartender to snort and chuckle slightly along with a few patrons. One of the reasons he was disliked by the Jedi was because of his mouth..and his tendency to not keep it closed, a grin appears on his face as he manages a small chuckle and turns his gaze towards the man sitting next to him "Never heard of Shaar, what is it?" He asks curiously deciding conversation might be distract this Laser-brain from starting any fights, he wants to make sure he has a smooth stay and manages to find a job him and possibly Youka can do..he looked like a Warrior from the stance he took...not to mention that Xeno is farking huge.
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Now Relyk wasn't a violent man, okay that was a complete and utter a lie, but most of the time. Actually maybe it was only during the night...when he was asleep. Whatever the case he wasn't a violent man. However he did not like the fact that the bartender was giving him the evils. He was about to smash his glass upside the uppity besom when the guy next to him spoke to him directly. "Tihaar." He corrected, his good mood beginning to turn sour quickly. Shame, he was looking forward to getting some exercise. "It's a type of...milk native to Mandalore." He explained falsely, holding out his glass to the man. "Try some, its good." Should he accept the offer Relyk sat back and watched and waited for the reaction to the burning that came with the strong taste. Of course he had to glare towards the bartender in order to get the di'kut to keep his mouth shut. While he waited he took a look around the cantina. A rather cheap place, didn't even have a band. Tutting to himself in disapproval he shifted around in his seat and ordered another drink. "You'd think that with such a huge population everywhere would be packed." With another swig of tihaar going down he started to feel the effects of the strong drink. Ah, it would only be a matter of time before he would be in the 'zone'. Where everything he did would become a challenge, what a fun time that will be. Though perhaps not so fun for the ones within the vicinity when he decides to pick a fight with a barstool.

@[member="Tandem"] @[member="Youka Tau"]

 

[MJ-16]

MJ-16 was sitting in the bar. He took up a large amount of space, being a rather large droid. Some may question why a droid would decide to populate a bar, but MJ-16 was a bounty hunter, and logically bars were a good place to find business. He sat on a chair in the back corner, his visor turning, taking in the entire bar and calculating everything he saw. No one can wait and be patient like a droid could, and in this way he was willing to wait for someone to appraoch.

He would strike an intimadating pose, a large shield on his right arm, coupled with a pointed spike of metal, and what was obviously a flamethrower on his left. He specialized in up close fights, and his weapon loadout complemented that. As he sat two smaller arms extended from his chest, playing a hologram game on the table in front of him. His logcial droid brain was making quick work of the simple program that had been inserted into the table to "challenge" the patrons. Perhaps inebriation made the human mind weaker thus haltering their thought proces making these games seem like a challenge. MJ-16 did not know or care. He had one goal and that was work and making money. WHatever reason his makers had instilled a program in his mind that mimcked the human emotion of pride, and because of that he sought fame, fortune, and sometimes the company of female vocied droids, though that last one he still could'nt logic out why. The droid would sit an wait until outside stimulus provoked a response.

 

[Youka Tau]

Making his way through the varying types of weapons that were being featured in the shop his eyes set on two identical looking vibro blades. Looking over them they were very common used nothing special about them in the least bit and not too stylish but they were exactly what he needed. Their size was small in his hands and light due to his build which meant he would be able to use them just as he had used daggers on his home planet. Attaching them to his sides and deciding this would be all he needed he walked over to again use the left over credits that he had been given to pay the shop keep and leave with his newly acquired swords. Youka was walking back to the ship to drop off the supplies he had picked up and it only took moments and a few stares upwards at him to find his way back. Dropping everything off inside and closing back up the hatch to the ship to prevent theft he tried to remember the location of where he had last saw Tandem and he headed in that location.

Striding into the cantina with his swords swishing on his sides he quickly took a straight up posture to stand at his full height to ensure no one took him for a weakling while letting out a audible growl to be heard as he looked through his helmet for the human he arrived with. As he spotted him he walked in that direction but sat at a recently vacated booth that happened to open up as he passed by that put him 2 meters away from Tandem. Should anything happen he would be ready to tear anyone or thing limb from limb, for now he sat and watched in silence and scanned the room for any people foolish enough to start a fight. @Tandem @MJ-16 @Relyk Derlzia

 

[Tandem]

The Rogue blinks at being corrected and nods with a small hum of understanding, Mandalore...Why does that name sound familiar..? A planet filled with....something...Uhh...Eh, it's probably not important for now. He blinks as the drink is offered to him and he shrugs before allowing his right hand to grasp it and tilting the glass back for a taste. A moment later the burning sensation has him coughing his face turning slightly red from the strain as he tries to clear his throat shaking his head and pounding on his chest with his left hand his hood being flung backwards from the unexpected movement revealing the long pure white hair and more pronounced yellow eyes that signify one touched by the Dark-side. He groans and grimaces in disgust casting a small glare towards the man, he then blinks and turns as he hears a familiar growl, he smiles weakly still a bit peeved about being given such a strong drink...jeez that's strong, he's already feeling a bit lightheaded..or is that the urge to maim and kill the man sitting beside him...? Good thing he took those anger courses..Sith-rage usually kills Force-Users right..? Right...Maybe...he can't remember, point is Sith-Rage is usually bad. He waves at Youka as he passes and chuckles as he sits at the booth. "Well it's been....Yeah." He states "Friends here, gotta get to work." He states simply a smirk appearing as he moves to stand from the bar stool and move over to the booth with the horrifying yet familiar face of his new friend.
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"] @[member="MJ-16"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Relyk chuckles as the young man next to him erupts in a fit of coughing. Just the reaction he had expected to happen. With a sly grin he took another swig of the drink. "Best painkiller in the galaxy this stuff." However his grin falters slightly when he notices the appearance of the man before him. He judged him to be a few years younger than himself, though that was not the first thing that came to his mind. The first thing he noticed was the eyes, those yellow eyes. If not for the fact he was a hardened warrior he might have been slightly un-nerved by the man's appearance. Instead he found himself surprised and also quite curious. Perhaps it was the tihaar getting to him, yeah that was likely it. It was the arrival of another interesting creature that prevented Relyk from questioning the male. A tall helmeted creature entered into the cantina. Relyk was not aware of what race this creature was, he hadn't seen something quite like it before. Actually from this angle it kind of looked like a wookie without the fur, thus an uncuddly Wookie and what good is a Wookie that isn't cuddly? Another glance at the creature and Relyk saw two vibroblades located on either side of him..or her. Perhaps it was the tihaar effecting his vision, but from where he was sat Relyk thought the blades actually looked like threads that were 1 foot long. He scoffed and shook his head in disbelief. How foolish of him, 1 foot long threads are completely worthless after all. Who would be so idiotic as to use 1 foot threads? Downing the final dregs of his drink he listened as the man next to him said something about work. "Yeah, yeah have fun." He said waving casually with his free hand. "Catch ya' later." Unlikely, but he felt like he should try and be polite.
@[member="Tandem"] @[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="MJ-16"]

 

[MJ-16]

MJ-16 continued to watch. The cirvos in his droid brain whirred and concluded. With a final punch of his robotic fingers the game ended with him the victor. Standing, he moved his way towards the main bar. He hadn't failed to notice some unsavory creature enter the bar. The two vibro blades at his hips were a clear indicator that the creature could be a hostile. Computing the data at hand, it became appearant that this creature may be a fellow bounty hunter, or at least the kind that attracted some kind of work. Walking his way to the bar, he accidently bumped against the table that Relyk had been sitting at, causing anything on it to fall off and smash on the ground. MJ-16 however saw no reason for this stimulus to result in action using the flow chart in his brain on interactions.

Continuing on, he would locate an area at the bad and be seated. Listening the droid would begin eavesdropping on all conversations in the immediate vicinity. The moment any words would be spoken about needing workers he would immediatly intereced to insert himself into the conversation. Being a droid, he did not care for normal social protocols. Instead he had goals, and he would work towards them with deadly purpose.

 

[Youka Tau]

As Youka watched and payed close attention to the patrons of the bar that were sitting relatively close to Tandem he deciphered their movements as non hostile. As Tandem began to cough after being handed a drink from the small human sitting next to him Youka began to growl under his helmet, had the other human poisoned him? The Terrox would rip the small creature limb from limb and he began to stand but halted in the process as he noticed that one was laughing and Tandem quickly regained his composure. This must be how the humans interact with each other to exchange pleasantries or so he thought. Slowly sitting back in his booth he watched as Tandem got up and made his way over to sit on the opposite side of Youka. There was a lot of smoke in this bar from the death sticks and Youka was glad he was wearing his helmet to help filter out all those harmful toxins.
The Terrox reached to his side and handed back the pouch with the left over credits he hadn't spent and slid it across the table to be collected by his partner. It was at this moment that Youka heard and crash as a blue humanoid looking droid bumped into the bar location next to the an that Tandem was just talking to. It looked like a battle droid for the most part and one designed for up close encounters from the sturdiness of its armor, where was its master and why was it allowed to wander free? @[member="MJ-16"] @[member="Tandem"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Tandem]

Tandem laughs awkwardly the unsaid 'I hope not.' hidden as he turns away from the Mandalorian and sits in front of his large friend, he pounds his chest twice "Hey Youka." He greets the chest-pound he figures is good, so he's hoping it's conveyed as he's happy to see him or something along those lines..
The bag of credits is handed back to him and he smiles, weapons purchased and he still came back with some left, he knew Youka was a good.....guy..? Yeah, guy..he thinks. He nods as he collects the credits and tucks them away in his robes, he pauses and turns his gaze towards where he just vacated. The sight of a blue droid causes him to raise an eyebrow in curiosity as it knocks over the Laser-brains drink, he chuckles bringing his right fist up to muffle the sound slightly. Karma, ain't it grand..? He leans back in his seat a bit, wheres his chocolate milk...? He ponders a bit watching the proceedings from the corner of his eyes..If things get ugly should he interfere...? Are there potential clients around...? Would that be a good showing..?
So many variables..
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"] @[member="MJ-16"]

 

[Sayomi Heartnet]

Sayomi put down his drink, having been sitting at a table in the corner and sipping quietly earlier, a bag of credits was being passed about. Now people who passed credits around in this area were either paying someone for a job, or very stupid. These people in particular had just now arrived from what he could tell, having watched them enter earlier, and very stupid new people are always easy marks. He stands up now, walking over to the one known as Tandem and tapping him on the shoulder. "Hey you, you're the owner of that YT-2400 light freighter yeah?" Barely stopping for a pause he puts his hand out expectedly. "There's a fee for parking here just like everywhere else in Coruscant, 200 credits please. If you're keeping it their for the week we charge 500."
Now that he got this close to the man he noticed some force presence within him. Was this guy a jedi or something? The corner of his mouth twitched in subtle dislike, but his demeanor remained unchanged.
@Youka Tau @Relyk Derlzia @MJ-16 @Tandem

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Now Relyk wasn't a violent man. But he doesn't appreciate having his drink spilled while he was relaxing. He sat there for a moment or two staring at the glass which now lay on the floor. Then he stood up, and ordered another drink. It was a shame that he had no blaster on him, but then again it was no fun to end a fight immediately. Relyk didn't recall the last time he had fought a droid, it must've been a few years ago at any rate. His drink arrived and he took a large gulp of it grinning at the burning he felt in his throat as a result. He righted the fallen table, taking the time to set all the things back to the way they were methodically. "Now then." He made his way over towards the now seated droid. Relyk was surprised to find that he was having difficulty walking straight. Must be because of the crappy bartender, yeah that was likely it. Stopping once he was within one foot and one inch, a length which would likely make a person with one foot threads even more useless than they would be currently, he weighed his options. Taking one last gulp from the glass in his hand he proceeded to kick out with his right leg into the leg of the stool the droid sat on. Given the weight of the droid it wouldn't take much force for the stool leg to give way, likely sending the large being crashing onto the floor along with the stool.

@[member="Sayomi Heartnet"] @[member="Tandem"] @[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="MJ-16"]

 

[MJ-16]

MJ-16 scanned all infront of him, picking up and absorbing all data. He did not however have vision behind him, and as such he did not see the foolish humanoid kick the back of his chair. As the great behemoth fell, the resulting crash would shake the cantina, which was compeltly dry and lacked all puddles of any kind. Looking up from the floor, he saw a smug looking individual standing above him. Not having all emotions, he was not embarrased and weighed his options. He could use the flamethrower, but then again he might be attacked by law enforcement for causing this place to go up in smoke.

However, MJ-16 was a droid with pride in his droid brain, and little regard for personal safety. As such as he looked up from the ground, he brought his left hand up and activated the flame thrower. Flames would shoot out towards the man. Even if he dodged, the table behind him would go up in smoke, and a bottle of some kind of alchol would explode. The flames were mostly contained to the one table as MJ-16 hadn't released a long stream of fire. However a wookie did run out of the bar on fire in stereotypical man on fire fashion. However MJ-16 didn't have a sense of humor so it was lost on him.

Getting to his feet, he watched the man in front of him ready to attack if he was continued to be harrassaed assuming he wasn't dead form being burnt to a crisp, to bad the man couldn't just shoot chains from his body and declare auto wins like some kind of scrub.

 

[Youka Tau]

Through his visor he noted as the man got up and walked in the same direction as the droid that had just bumped into his bar knocking the intoxicating beverage on the floor. This indeed was more than likely going to get out of hand and fast, however that was not any of his concern, what was his concern was the now walking and getting closer male. Youka watched as he made his way closer to the table and stopped patting Tandem on the shoulder, this was not appreciated and taken as an insult, though he could not understand what was being said the way the man walked and pronounced his words were enough for the Terrox to discern this man as not friendly.

Youka eyed the man through his helmet before sliding out of the booth to stand at his full height only a meter away from the man. As he let out a growl he could feel the temperature heat up in a flash before dying back down and a explosion was heard. The terrox's battle instincts kicked in as he reached for his dual vibro blades on his sides, they would slide out from their holsters like butter in a forward motion as his body angled it self to the side to be lateral with the bar and providing him with peripheral vision of his sides. He would raise one blade at the man (Sayomi) while the other lay dead at his side towards the direction of the other altercation. With this he would talk again in his native language as it fumbled out of his mouth as ungracefully as a 600 pound rancor performing opera while chewing on the bones of a half eaten carcass. @[member="MJ-16"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"] @[member="Sayomi Heartnet"] @[member="Tandem"]

 

[Tandem]

Tandem glances up as he's tapped on the shoulder, glancing nervously at Youka as the Xeno looks rather..offended..That's sweet and horrifying at the same time. He returns his gaze towards the man glancing nervously back towards his friend and back towards the commotion, his eyes widen as he witnesses the Droid leveling a weapon and with both arms he snatches the con-artists shoulders shouting "GET DOWN!" his frightened face and warning tone making it obvious that this isn't an attack as he yanks the man over the table and leans over to cover the mans back with his free arm as his other hand grasps the light-saber at his hip and detaches it but not activating it. Once the flames are cleared he scoots from the seat and stands his eyes narrowing as he glances towards Youka and the Conman, before glaring towards the position of the Mandalorian and then turning a wary gaze towards the Droid. He sighs and grimaces "Well, I don't think we're getting any work here Youka.." He states sounding fairly annoyed his free arm held backwards to help the guy trying to con him to his feet.
@[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="MJ-16"] @[member="Sayomi Heartnet"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"]