The Slithering Shadow
As they took a seat in the corner of the dining hall, Mak coiled his tail around the chair, looking out through one of the windows at the expansive cityscape. It was a lot like Coruscant in many ways, and seeing how he had spent most of his life on the planet during his time with the Old Jedi Order, he figured that it would be easy enough to reacclimate back in this kind of setting.
Turning to Azzie, Mak nodded to the question.
"Corellian scotch has always been a good brand that I've liked, but it's far cheaper than some of the more expensive scotches in the Galaxy that I've had during the old days. It's just the type of liquor to help me get through a bad day and take some of the tension off..."
Were it so simple...
Near the time where things began to spiral out of control with him and the Council, before he had begun planning the attack on Dathomir, he had been drinking nonstop. Mak had joked with the Jedi that he was a functioning alcoholic, quite capable of his duties while having a drink. Though, that had been far from the truth. Too many council meetings and missions where he had been hungover, needing a draft of beer, a shot of whiskey, a glass of scotch...
It can't happen again...
"Tell me about yourself, Azzie. You said you came from a different time too."
Turning to Azzie, Mak nodded to the question.
"Corellian scotch has always been a good brand that I've liked, but it's far cheaper than some of the more expensive scotches in the Galaxy that I've had during the old days. It's just the type of liquor to help me get through a bad day and take some of the tension off..."
Were it so simple...
Near the time where things began to spiral out of control with him and the Council, before he had begun planning the attack on Dathomir, he had been drinking nonstop. Mak had joked with the Jedi that he was a functioning alcoholic, quite capable of his duties while having a drink. Though, that had been far from the truth. Too many council meetings and missions where he had been hungover, needing a draft of beer, a shot of whiskey, a glass of scotch...
It can't happen again...
"Tell me about yourself, Azzie. You said you came from a different time too."
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