RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
Nar Shaddaa
(OOC: A little get together for Characters that don't normally meet to meet. Anyone goes. Enjoy!)
Once a year on Nar Shaddaa the locals had lil party. And by little it was no means "little." It was a full blown fun fest. Vendors in the streets selling spice, booze, blasters you name it. It all centered around the Rusty Hull, probably one of the biggest dive bars in the galaxy. Wooden tables, posters and stickers of famous captains and crews on her walls, and plenty of gambling tables.
It was a paradise for the the seedier folks of the galaxy to come party for this one special day of the year.
Cait was there as well, working down a bottle of Whiskey, playing a hand of Pazzak. She was having a real good run too.
"Well there's another hundred creds to me. When you gunna stop tryin'?" She asked her companions at the table.
Her hand wrapped around the Whiskey bottle and she leaned in, refilling each of their glasses. She was quite smashed at the moment, so she just flung the empty bottle up and behind her, into the chaos of the crowd.
"Drinks on me."
She slapped the table with her palm.
"Let's go again."
