Paying Your Dues

[Isaiah Dashiell]

((OOC: This is an IC exchange between two OOC friends about Star Wars Battlefront and a bet that was made, enjoy))

Location: Mand'alor - Padelfia City - Dralshy'a

Mandalore was growing on him, he had to say. The people were good on their bets and travel around the world was easy thanks to their transit agency. He now found himself on the wondrously beautiful city of Padelfia in one of the biggest nightlife scenes in the city, Dralshy'a. He sat in his Vanguard armor, helmet sitting next to him on the bar next to a fancy shot glass of over priced Tihaar. The music was bumping and dimly lit with blue and purple mood lights.

While the dance floor was definitely filled with drunken patrons the bar was also glowing with excitement. Above them on one of the giant screens displayed a simulation between Mandalorian pilots, a game of fighter squadrons pitted against each other. As the game ended the team wielding the Rebel fighters of old won...Again. An uproar came from the bar, with only a few grumbling about imbalance and lack of pilot skill.

Izzy leaned over to the Mandalorian to his left and whispered,

"50 Credits the Red team wins again..."
[member="Kad Kando"]

 

[Kad Kando]

Kad Kando took another shot of Tihaar, his night going just as he imagined; full of inebriation music and bad ideas. He was vaguely aware of a stranger sitting next to him, partaking in another excitng-if lopsided- game of fighter squadron. The game was so rigged for the Rebels it might as well have been a carnival game. he enjoyed the authentic look but the finer nuances of it escaped him, especially in his current state. The stranger leaned over his way whispering an extremely tempting offer:

"50 Credits the Red team wins again..."

Kad leaned over and wrapped his arm around the strangers shoulders in a jolly stupor. "You crazy shabuir!", he bellowed. "You must think me a git! no way the Red team losing next round". The drunken Cathar leened in close to the stanger's face squinting at him suspicously. "Unless that's what you want me to think! Clever aruetii, you're on" the bartender shook his head with a grin on his face but Kad ignored him.
"50 credits!"