Public No Good Whisky

[Dragus Jakar]

Eriadu
The Twirling Twi-lek bar

"What a dump..." In a quiet corner of the seedy Twirling Twi-lek bar, sat a young but grim-looking man, slowly sipping his drink. From all outside appearances, he looked like a young rich man who for some reason had found his way to a seedy cabaret bar. However, upon closer inspection, the two lightsabers which were barely visible as they hung on his hips, told an entirely different story.

Dragus Jakar was no ordinary man, nor was he the rich sophisticated man that he tried to portray to the outside world. He was Sith and a classic Sith at that. Angry and cold but with an air of charisma hanging around him. His green eyes seemed to pierce right through you as he seemed to look straight into someone's soul. He finished his drink and signed to one of the many twi-lek waitresses which were walking around this establishment. "What can I get you, sir?" A young waitress asked. A deep gravelly voice responded. "A glass of Correllian whisky." The waitress looked at the man for a moment. "Oh I am sorry sir, we do not have that kind of high-end brand in this establishment, may I offer you a glass of Tevraki whisky instead?" Dragus looked at her with a gaze which made the girl slightly anxious. "It'll have to do, thank you..."

A few moments later Dragus was reluctantly drinking Tevraki. "Figures this shithole doesn't have Correllian whisky." He thought angrily. He leaned back and scanned the bar for anyone of interest to talk to.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Alina had been to plenty of bars. Never worked in one though. She knew her way around a drink, both how to make it and how to down it, but yeah. Never behind the counter. But like all things, sometimes it was needed to do something new. She stood behind the bar, casually serving drinks here and there. Waiting, watching. Flashing a lightsaber in this day and age would either get the wrong kind of attention or the wrong kind of attention.

Which she was was up in the air.

She hummed, cleaning a glass like a typical barkeep did. Watching the interaction close by. An angry man with green eyes making one of the other bartenders anxious as all hell. She could hear the poor girls heartrate sky rocket from his glare alone. Whether that was good or bad was a totally different subject. But when she stepped away, Alina stepped over. Reached under the bar for a rather.. Secret bottle.

Big boss didn't let just anyone drink his Whisky. Was supposed to be reserved for his personal friends. But Alina was looking to make her own. She reached up, snatching the Tevraki away from Dragus before pouring him a glass of the Correllian amber liquid.

"Here. Just keep it a secret, mm?" She flashed the flirtiest smile she could manage, though most people would be able to see right through it. She wasn't built to be a spy. Still, she could be friendly when she wanted to be. "You must be a Jedi, right? Them uh.. Sith or whatever, people don't tend to like them too much. I figure you gotta be Jedi. No Sith would be dumb enough to bring attention to themselves, right?" Ah, she hated acted the age she looked. Another curse of her transformation. The forever twenty one look, though she honestly looked younger than that when she didn't actively try to look older.

Yeah, she wasn't going to let anyone else turn into a Sangnir when they were barely twenty if she could stop it.

"So what brings you here anyway? Haven't seen you around before."

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus glared up at the woman who snatched his drink away. Even though it was horrible whisky, he did not appreciate surprises, even if it was on a neutral planet. His gaze relaxed however when he saw the woman and recognised the whisky she poured for him.

He observed her for a moment, with that same penetrating gaze which she saw him give to the other waitress, although this time it was simply intense, in an almost charming sort of way. He took the drink and took a small sip before putting it down. "Thank you for saving me from drinking that swill this bar serves."

He looked at her for a moment, noticing her fliratious smile, he saw through it easily but nevertheless he was amused by it. He listened to all of her questions and let out a small chuckle. "Aren't you an inquisitive one? Sit down and perhaps I'll tell you." He motioned for the empty seats next to him and across from him. "Choose your spot." He flashed a charming smile. Maybe it was a genuine one, but it was hard to tell with Dragus.

"How about you answer one of my questions first and then I will answer one of yours?"

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Most people that come here don't care what they drink so long as they get drunk. Most also don't flash their lightsabers out in the open, or have them to begin with." Alina shrugged her shoulders casually before offering the most innocent smile she could. Which wasn't really her thing, especially when all it did was flash her fangs. But, well. She didn't turn down a chance to sit, simply plopping across from her mark and pouring her own, needless glass.

She still couldn't get drunk. Another problem to fix.

"Why not. Though that's an answer to your question. Guess that means you have to answer one of mine now." She winked once before lifting her own glass to sip at. "What's a Sith doing flashing their weapons around in this day an age?"

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus grinned at the woman's words and mentally took a note of her fangs. "Someone is more dangerous than they care to admit it would seem..." He leaned back and took a small sip from his drink. "You got me there. Fine, I'll play along." He leaned forward slightly and looked her straight in the eyes. "I am Sith yes. I flash my lightsabers around because I want everyone to know that we are not gone and will never be gone from the galaxy. We will rise and take over the galaxy once more and usher in a new golden age of the Sith." It was impossible to tell if Dragus really meant these words or if he was lying for some purpose only known to himself.

After answering Dragus leans back again. "Now a question for you. You clearly do not belong here, judging by those fangs you have and the fact that you look and carry yourself differently from these other waitresses. Tell me, who are you?" Dragus' eyes bored into hers, his expression was a mixture of curiosity and wariness.


Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Showboating the Sith angle, huh? Alina's eyes narrowed just for a moment, studying the man before her. Looking mostly at his heartbeat to see just how much he believed in what he was saying. Thus far, nothing. The Sangnir clicked her tongue as she leaned back in her seat, idly sipping at her drink. Without the ability to feel the Force, she couldn't even tell if Dragus was actually a Sith or just someone who happened upon lightsabers and decided the dangerous reputation was worth the lie.

"Alina."

She smirked knowingly. Another question answered, and yet not in the slightest. "Sith are hunted. Jedi, Mandalorians, other, far more numerous armies. Sith aren't gods as I'm sure you know. Why would you paint a target on your back when you could lay low and rebuild in the shadow of the ongoing wars?"

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus grinned at Alina's answer. It seems this one likes to play her cards close to her chest. He took another sip of his drink, feeling the warmth of the alcohol slowly fade down towards his stomach. The woman was smarter than he had anticipated, but her poker face was practically non-exsitant.

"Pleasure to meet you, Alina, I am Dragus. To answer your question, it is quite simple. Sith might not be gods, but certainly, we are not cowards, I will not hide like a common ruffian. Now to my next question. I assume you do not give out free Correllian Whisky to just anyone. So it makes me wonder what it is you want from me? It might be you took a liking to me and are trying to be flirtatious or earn a bigger tip, or just maybe...You are desperate and need a favour from me." Dragus leaned back with a slightly smug expression at his question and his thinking.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Or I could have poisoned you. I could be a hunter looking to get your guard down to slip a blade between your ribs. I could be a Jedi here to bring you to justice." Alina hummed, her smile as present as ever despite the threat behind her words. Though the expression fell away as she took one last sip of her drink. Her golden glowing eyes narrowed on the man, an obvious annoyance there she didn't even bother to hide.

"But no, it's none of that. I'm here looking for Sith so I can either bring them to my cause, or kill them if they're in my way." She set down the glass, sitting up straighter, folding her hands one over the other.

"Why should I not kill you for putting a larger target on the Sith who are trying to rebuild?"

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus raised an eyebrow as he examined his glass. "All of those are good points, I shall give you that." He looked at the glass for a moment longer before shrugging and downing it in one go. "Shame to waste good whisky though." He looked at her for a moment and grinned after she made her other statements. "Ah, so you are more than you seem, Alina."

If Alina was expecting Dragus to look worried after her threats, she would be disappointed. Instead, the Sith casually leaned back and covered up his lightsabers. "In all honesty Alina, I was hoping to attract a Jedi or a bounty hunter with my lightsabers, lull them into a false sense of security by lying that I was a Jedi and then stabbing them in the back, the first chance I got. Fortunately for them, I ended up attracting you." For the very first time, Dragus' words seemed sincere.

"The reason you should not kill me is quite simple. I am young, ambitious, skilled with a lightsaber, and currently not in league with any other Sith. However, I am willing to swear allegiance to other Sith, if I like them and their plans." Dragus looked straight into her eyes and flashed a smile. "I like you so far if I like your plan or at least some part of your plan which you are willing to share. I will gladly think about joining your cause. If I don't like it, well you can try to kill me or let me walk away and forget this ever happened." Dragus leaned back, one hand casually resting close to his lightsaber in case the woman decided to make a move. He seemed interested in her offer though, or maybe simply in her. It was difficult to tell.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"Kill the current Lords in power that have let the Empire crumble under their watch. They decide who lives, who dies. They failed once already, twice in some cases, but cling to their thrones regardless." Alina's annoyed expression only hardened as she spoke, elearly unhappy about the whole situation. But she took a breath. Brought the smile back as she turned her gaze back towards Dragus.

"It won't happen any time soon, but that's the plan. For now, well. Building up."

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus looked at her for a long while, deep in thought about this proposal. Then he smiled slightly and nodded. "A good plan, I'll join you. On one condition."

He looked at her for a moment before continuing. "Killing the current Lords is dangerous work, some might even say suicide. If I join you on this, I want only one thing. To replace one of the current lords and rule a part of the Empire, with you of course as the Empress or whichever role you wish to assign yourself. Agree to this and you will have my loyalty, support and charming company." He smiled at this last addition and awaited, seemingly eagerly, for her answer.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"That's not even a plan, yet you're eager to do something you say is suicide?" Alina perked a brow, but smiled none the less. She stood, rolling her shoulders, glancing through the bar. "You're either bored, weak, or have no aspirations to be the leader yourself. Tell me I'm wrong, or tell me which it is. I don't mind either way, I'm just.. Curious. There are many Sith like you, content with following."

Dragus Jakar

 

[Dragus Jakar]

Dragus chuckled and stood up as well with her. "I am bored and ambitious, which is a dangerous combination I reckon." He held out his hand. "So, do we have an agreement? I help you and in return, you give me a piece of the pie once all is said and done, and we survive." He grinned at the young woman, he was still unsure how much he could trust her, but she seemed capable and quite dangerous, all the qualities of a great Sith.

He looked around the shitty bar for a moment. "Never expected to find an opportunity like this here. What is our first course of action?"

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Alina took his hand after a moment. Her skin was cold, icy. Hard. Her supernatural strength was no joke. Her gaze followed his though, scanning through the bar, it's patrons. No one cared enough to pay either of them any attention it seemed. That was fine, though. Less eyes meant more freedom.

"We rebuild and find those abandoned when the Empire fell. Bring them to us."

Dragus Jakar