Landing pads.

[Sayomi Heartnet]

Taking his mark's advice, Sayomi vaults over the table alongside Tandem, his mind racing as the fire is shot out and weapons are drawn. He takes special note to see the lightsaber drawn next to him, confirming his suspicions about the nature of this particular man. From his position he heard the man talking to the one called Youka, who now let out an incomprehensible gurgle of noise before pointing a blade at him. "If your friend is going to point that at me then he'd better intend to kill me," he says gesturing towards Tandem's companion. Sayomi hadn't drawn a weapon yet, but his fingers were aching to fire a blast through this one's head. The bigger the were, the cooler the noise they made when shot in the head. To be fair, this one already had made a noise that sounded like he was dying, ... which admittedly made Sayomi even more curious to hear what shooting it in the head was like. Despite dangerous circumstances, so far he remained unscathed, and in addition had yet to make himself a threat to any of the aggressors currently within the area.
@Youka Tau @MJ-16 @Tandem @Relyk Derlzia

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

The loud thud was music to his ears. Relyk grinned as the droid landed on its metal backside. The droid presumably turned to face him, then it's left hand was raised up to aim towards himself. Relyk's instincts kicked in immediately. He pushed off from his left leg, dashing off to the right the moment the hand arrived at it's location. Thus when the flames were shot out from the flamethrower, he was safely out of the way of the fire. Alas, that was not the end of it it seemed. A bottle was engulfed in the flames and swiftly exploded outwards. Quite lucky for the inhabitants of the bar that the resulting fire was kept only on the table. Blinking he took the moment to think of a plan. It seemed that the droid would actually be quite painful to punch or kick, which made his first plan of action unfortunately not possible. Though Relyk was confident he would win, after all the droid didn't have someone with threads to carry him through battle. Heck even if he did it wouldn't help, because 5 meter threads shot in a straight line are even more useless than 1 foot threads that you could freely control. Wait, why as Relyk thinking about this? It didn't matter right now, he had a droid to scrap. Though Relyk was slightly wary about engaging in combat with the droid. Not that he wasn't confident in his ability to win, he just wasn't sure how the other bar inhabitants would take to the scuffle. Heck they seemed on edge enough already. His stance relaxed somewhat and he stood with his arms at his sides, looking over towards the droid. "You owe me a drink shabuir."

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

 

[MJ-16]

On his feat the droid listened to the man saying he owed him a drink. It would be so easy to smash this puny human into the ground, but then he would be left cleaning squishy stuff out of his gears and sockets, and even though droids are patient, he didn't have time for such things. After all this man had dodged the fire easly, and was obviously some kind of thug and miscreint. The perfect partner in crime, or at least someone he could use to do all the work. After all, it was always better to have others do all the work for you and then just get the reward after it was done.

Using his moveable arms on his chest, he removed some credits from inside his chest cavity. Turning he purchased a whole bottle of some sort of human alchol swill. Turning back to the man, he gave it a toss. Hopefully he would catch the bottle, MJ-16 wasn't convinced if the man could or not. He seemed pretty worthless since he obviously lacked the ability to just shoot chains out of his body for no reason. Fixing his stool MJ-16 sat down at the bar again, with seats open all around him from people getting up and gaining some distance from the droid. He hadn't really paid much attention to the men that had drawn lightsaber and were making idol threats at one another. Organic creatures were so foolish making ridicoulus bravado remarks at eachother all the time. Staring at the creature he had given the drink to MJ-16 would wait to see if he spoke again, this droid didn't care to make the first move in negotiotions. Besides, this one looked like someone who liked to constantly talk big, he would probablly start talking about how good looking he thought he was, when obviously droids were way better.

 

[Tandem]

His head and eyes are focused on the Droid and the Laser-brain, but his eyes flick to what the man speaks of glancing over to Youka, he frowns and gestures with his free hand to put the swords away before he gestures towards the exit by tilting his head. "I'll pay you outside Sir." He states happening to buy this fact completely, he doesn't realize that what this man said isn't the case, he's been swindled before and learned a few other things but no ones approached him posing as an official with such a clear face as well. He begins sidling past the Droid and the Mandolorian, not willing to stick around in case a fight breaks out..Especially since that Droid has freaking flame throwers attached to his arms..Time to leave and quick, he'd rather not associate with the Mandolorian anyway...Too much trouble and he hasn't seen anything impressive from him, lots of recklessness but...wait? When did that thought pop into his head..? Is he scouting people without realizing it?? Then again..A crew would be a good idea...Just...Probably not that guy..
Money, food and battle...That's what people on Coruscant want...along with power to get all of those things.
He needs to grab Youka, pay the guy and get off the planet...He didn't want to have to go to Nar Shadaa but that might be his best bet if Coruscant doesn't work out...At least the Jedi council isn't on Nar Shadaa..That's a bonus.
@[member="Sayomi Heartnet"] @[member="Youka Tau"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"] @[member="MJ-16"]

 

[Youka Tau]

The Terrox kept his blade leveled at the man as Tandem and the thief rose from the ground. Youka didn't like the way this creature carried itself, it seemed as if it had no honor and would do nothing that deserved respect. Growling again as he weighed his options of cutting the small creature at the midsection, Youka's ire was only calmed by Tandem as the man waved gently for Youka to put his swords down. Through his visor the Terrox's one good eye stared at the other creature before slowly placing the swords back in their side holsters and trading his battle stance for and upright casual posture. Youka's eyes trailed to the rest of the crowd in the bar to ensure no one else was entering into his or his partners personal space.
They only other problem now was the two things that were fighting in the corner, the previous droid and the other human were engaged in an awkward battle with very little headway being made. The terrox would be quiet and watch the proceedings he would not move and would let Tandem and the man walk past him before following up on the rear so he could watch for any signs of foul play coming from the small human. @[member="Tandem"] @[member="MJ-16"] @[member="Relyk Derlzia"] @[member="Sayomi Heartnet"]

 

[Sayomi Heartnet]

"...right." Sayomi begins, nodding and realizing that Tandem was still going to pay him, having almost forgot about the con because of present circumstances. With a slight grin at the Terrox, he laughs gently when he puts his swords away. "Maybe next time big guy," he says before exiting the bar and getting out of that mess. He had no intention of fighting unless he perceived and incoming threat first, and should nobody interrupt his exit, Sayomi would meet Tandem outside.
[Presumably exiting this topic to a different one]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Relyk grinned as the droid backed down and bought him a drink. Obviously scared to face the mighty Mandalorian. Even though the man was unarmed, he was more than capable of taking on this scrap heap in a battle. It's not like the droid had crappy illusions that barely effected anyone anyway to help him in battle. So as the others left Relyk sat down once more and resumed his drink. Taking a sip he took a moment to savour the taste and the sensation before turning to the droid. "You should get some sort of spacial awareness you know. Other people wouldn't have been as nice as I am." He said before taking another sip. God he loved this drink.

 

[MJ-16]

"Spacial awrenss........I don't require such things......Everything falls to plan." The droid spoke. It had a masculine, yet obviosuly robotic voice, that sounded odly like William Shatner form star trek, which is wierd since that was a diffrent universe. Probably should look into that for copyright problems. Watching the man drink, the droid wondered how such creatures had gained prominance in the world, having the weaknessess of biological creatures. Well some diserved it, especially those that could make cool illusions that obviously worked great against pretty much everyone.

"My name.......Is MJ-16.......What is....yours?" The droid offered this customary greeting. He had recently obtained a software patch that had given him knoweldge of standard social protocal, although it was a bit dated. This caused him to curtsy slightly on his stool. He would listen to the mans name, and then would wait to see if he offered any jobs or work before going right ahead and inquiring. He may have the social protocol chip, but he was still a droid, so he didn't mind just coming right out and saying his intentions.

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Everything falls to plan? Did that mean the droid purposely knocked over his table? Relyk didn't really understand that, but whatever. Then the droid found it necessary to introduce itself to him. This confused Relyk, why did this droid think he cared about what it was called? It was only his wish not to act rude after the droid bought him a drink that kept him from ignoring the scrap heap completely, "My name is Relyk Derlzia." He took a sip of his drink, taking the time to examine the droid before him. Now that he actually took the time he noticed how equipped it actually was. He hadn't seen one quite like that before, so he assumed it was owned by a Bounty Hunter. Though judging from the way it had acted since entering, he doubted it's owner was in the cantina at the time. "What brings you to Coruscant MG-14?" Why was he conversing with a droid anyway? Maybe he should lay of the drinks for awhile. Nah.
@[member="MJ-16"]

 

[MJ-16]

Flipping through internal video on biological creatures interaction in an establishment such as this, MJ-16 ordered another bottle. His tab was starting to run a little high quicker than he probably wanted, but he had to go with social convention, at least thats what the guides told him. Once the bottle was down, and MJ-16 computed what the life form had told him, he would answer. "MJ-16 actually....I came here.,.... Looking for work..." The droid would say simply. The droid also had noticed how the life form had looked him up and down, undoubtdly admiring such a superior creation. "Do...you know....of any.....work for a ........bounty hunter?"
@[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Relyk liked this droid. He assumed the bottle was for him, after all droids don't drink. At least droids he had seen. Whatever he'd just take it. He took a sip from it, listening to the droid's explanation of why he was here. It seemed his initial assessment was correct. the droid was either owned by a Bounty Hunter or was an independent one itself. Relyk took a minute to respond to the droid, thinking some things over before he responded. "Eh, I'm not aware of any work around here. Lot of gang warfare and that around here." He lazily waved his hand in a small motion to the door when speaking, as if to help the droid understand what 'around here' meant. "If you want work, you should try Tatooine. The scummiest place in the galaxy, but if you're looking for work it's a decent place to start." Why was he helping this droid anyway? Oh right, he buying him drinks. "Fair warning though. It will be full of guys like you, all looking for work. So be prepared for trouble if you do plan on heading there." Okay he really was giving too much advise to this hunk of junk. Why was he eve- oh right, free alcohol.

@[member="MJ-16"]

 

[MJ-16]

The human seemed to be more helpful the more alchol he drank. Using the calculation, more alchol=more help, He bought one last bottle and handed it to the man. "That....is a... helpful Idea, and i......can handle......myself. WHat is your..... story, are you a... bounty hunter as well?" He asked. It was a reasonable assumption since this man seemed to know a lot about were to go to find wrk for bounty hunters. Perhaps he could try and hitch a ride with this man if he owned a ship. It was always good to have someone at your back. Especially if they enjoyed alchol. It was easier to buy loyalties that way.

@[member="Relyk Derlzia"]

 

[Relyk Derlzia]

Relyk thought for a moment, accepting the bottle once more. It seemed the more help he gave to this droid the more alcohol he was given. Shrugging off this strange reward system he contemplated the question from the droid. "It ain't my day job." He would reply, "But if I'm low on cash I'll do most jobs, so I guess you could say at times I am one yeah." Now he was just confusing himself. Maybe he should stop talking. Downing the bottle in his hand he turned to the one that was recently given to him by the droid, grabbing onto it. Now that Relyk thought about it, he was actually quite down on cash at the moment. Maybe a trip to Tatooine could be useful? "Say, do ya' own a ship?" He asked the droid, pointing with one finger towards him when he spoke, as if to avoid making the droid confused as to who he was talking to. Maybe he could hitch a lift off this scrap heap.

@[member="MJ-16"]