Our Time Is Now

[Nyx]

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The Wailing Bantha was a rather classy establishment, different from the rest of Narr Shaddaa. While most places were populated by the unwashed masses these days, this place had a clientele of the richest and most powerful of Shaddaa.
Siting at the bar next to her husband, [member="Elliot Locke"], Jackie Locke puffed on the cigarra in her mouth, her red hat tipped down, obscuring most of her face. The Taanabian's eyes roamed the place from just under the brim of her hat. Lightly guarded. Good. If things went how they usually did, that would come in handy.
As she looked over the menu for the place, Jackie was tempted to let out a small whistle. This place was quite expensive. Even for someone born into wealth such as herself, the amounts demanded here were not to be taken lightly.
So as the bartender moved on from their spot, Jackie eyed her husband, blowing a cloud of cigarra smoke.
"Hun, how much is our budget right now?"

 

[Arage Bao]

[member="Jackie Locke"]

Elliot ‘Elly’ Locke wandered into the Wailing Bantha right after his honeyed madam and exercised the same kind of motion with his eyes. They wandered across the bar’s interior and studied the various people inside with a trained, but above all else casual leisure. Every little detail was neatly picked out and categorized into a recently opened vacancy in his mind.

Knowing the name of your cab driver was quite overrated in his mind.

They settled down behind the bar and Elly patiently waited for Jacqueline to take a good look at the menu.

She would order for the both of them, she always did. An individual should know his or her strengths and weaknesses. Early on it was already established that she had the better taste, whereas his smile was just a bit brighter.

“Hmm? Oh.” Elliot thought about that for a moment, before sending a light shrug her way.

“I’d say somewhere between the last one and the one before that, dear.”

The last one had been bountiful. The one before that… not so much. They weren’t really scraping by, but these hats had been quite expensive and expensive taste wasn’t anything to whistle at.

“Then again, let’s assume our budget will grow organically tonight, yes?”

A grin was starting to grow. That would be the telling sign that inside the mind of her husband a plan was starting to ruminate.

 

[Nyx]

Jackie saw the smile on her husband's face, and found her own smile growing as well.
She knew that grin well, by now. It meant that things were about to get good, and they were about to stumble into some money again. Jackie was a simple woman, the brawn of the Locke couple, and left the plans to [member="Elliot Locke"]. If something needed to be punched, then she would take care of it.
She looked over the menu again, mentally choosing the most expensive items available. She loved expensive things.
As the waitress left with their order, Jackie subtly jerked her head towards the bartender.
" 'tender's loaded. Scattergun behind the bar, and a DL-44 in his back pocket." Even though she was whispering, her rustic accent still permeated her speech.
"Bouncer by the door, unarmed. Guard on the balcony, stun rifle."
The piece inside of her blue jacket weighed heavily as she drummed her fingers on the bar, her voice returning to it's normal volume.
"Hun, I've been thinkin'. We should get a pet, a dog or somethin'. I want to do somethin' with those baby clothes my mother sent us."