Spaaaaace... Station!

[Suhr]

|[Khato Vas Space Station: Situated on the Correlian Trade Spine / D'Aelgoth Trade Route Hyperlane intersection.]|​

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The Khato Vas. A trade station conveniently situated between two of the Galaxies many trade routes, this Spaceport played host to a vast array of beings. Everything could be bought here, from spice and guns to that new luxury carpet, or the droids you've been looking for. Everything. And as a result, everyone was welcome. It was one of those true neutral ports, yet unlike some of the other ports that claimed to be neutral, the security of the Khato Vas understood, accepted and occasionally put bets on the outcome of conflict between the various factions of the Galaxy. There was just one rule as far as the KVSF was concerned: Don't annihilate the station.

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It was this reputation for diversity that attracted Suhr to the station. She thrived on seeing cultures and people collide - Living on Nar Shaddaa had taught Suhr to appreciate the complete chaos that surrounds places like the KV. On the public transport there, she had seen three fights and been in one herself. Some human had thought to get a bit touchy feely with her Lekku, and found himself with a nasty injury to his nether regions. She smiled at the thought. Everyone had given her a wide birth since then.

As the ship docked in the station, Suhr stepped away from her co-travelers. She had no interest in staying with the same crowd, and soon found her way to a nearby cantina. A proper drink, maybe something with a bit of punch was needed. At least in Suhr's mind, anyway. The cantina was named "Verbos Drinks Emporium", and for some reason it reminded her of the Slippery Slopes. Perhaps it was the smell. Maybe it was the holo-twi'lek, methodically grinding against a holographic pole next to the bar. More likely it was the drink she found herself ordering - an Oldschool Juma Juice. According to the barkeep, the "Oldschool" in it's name alluded to it being an alcoholic drink. She was sure that there was some form of interesting story behind the term, or why an alcoholic Juma Juice was different from a normal Juma Juice, but for now she just wanted to sit and watch the Galaxy go past...

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@[member="Nala Tu"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[Member="Hood"] @[Member="Juthan'Athar"] @[member="Josiah Denko"]​

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan walked into the cantina and stretched as he looked around, trying to find any familiar faces as he did. Catching sight of Suhr he shrugged and walked over to a seat nearby, speaking up as he sat down. "Hello, fancy seeing you again miss." He waved the barkeeper over, ordering a Mandolorian Wine.
@[member="Suhr"]

 

[Olidiv Kenu]

Olidiv, walked in, two swords holstered on his back. His outfit today was simple but still bright. Red parachute pants, a white silk shirt, and a matching red tricorn cap. It was a lucky hat, he always seemed to dodge gunshots faster while wearing it for some reason. He smiled and enjoy the relaxed pace of travel.

He had felt like a drink, and heard this place had an awesome band. He smirked as he looked around the bar. Nice crowd, if a bit lacking in the liveliness at the moment. Ah well, maybe he'd get something interesting to happen. He walked over to the bar one arm knocking it gently. "You've got respirator compatible tanks, yeah? Give me a Tuthanian rum and Sodara Milk, no Caf," he said with a jovial laugh, politely waving to the green woman and blue fellow. "So, are you two regulars in this part of space? I've never actually to this port before..." he mused cheerily.

@[member="Suhr"] @[member="Juthan'Athar"]

 

[Nala Tu]

Nala had come to the station as a means of eventually getting back home to her master. She'd only left to visit her "adopted aunt" as it were and, without a ship of her own, needed to take the public transport. With little money on her at the time she couldn't exactly take a luxury star cruiser, instead a more cheap means of passage by bartering her way around. Now she was here and, at least, it was nice enough to stretch after being confined to such a small space on a ship for hours.

Nala was finishing a call with her father, via holopad, near the Catina, saying "I'll be back as soon as I can. I'll let you know when I'm there. Bye, dad."

Once that was done Nala new her flight off the station wouldn't be around for some time, meaning she could relax at least. She walked in, taking in the sight of the large group, and made her way towards the bar. She avoided bumping into anyone at the risk of getting into a fight, and even kept saying "Excuse me" or "Pardon me" as she passed. When she reached the bar she instantly took a seat, feeling a little safety in knowing she wasn't going to cause a fight by bumping into anyone.

She waved the bartender over and asked "Can I have something non-alcoholic? Maybe just a glass of Jama Juice?" When the bartender walked off she called "Thank you." a just in case.

@Olidiv Kenu @Suhr @Juthan'Athar

 

[Suhr]

@[member="Juthan'Athar"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"]

Suhr gave the Chiss a smile. He was starting to show up in strange places, and she was just about to suggest he was following her about the Galaxy when another being piped up. She turned her head to look at the... Wait... What the hell is that thing? Tricorn hat? Respirator? The feth? She had a momentary look of complete confusion on her face, yet it soon left. "Regulars? Oh no. I'm here for... Well. That'd be telling. No clue what this one's here for though..." She grinned a little whilst thumbing over to the Chiss sat next to her.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan looked at the, what ever species it is, and nodded his head. "Ive been doing some runs down through Corellia so i come through here often, its a nice place. How about you?" He drank from his drink and noticed Suhr's smile, returning it with the light smile he always wore and bowing his head slightly. "Also, how have you been doing miss, havent seen you since... Roon i think it was, on those docks by the water." @[member="Suhr"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"]

 

[Davik Tren]

Davik walked into the cantina rather casually and took no delay in walking towards the small bar that had been set up for the multiple spacers he had seen coming in and out of the establishment. He needed a drink after traveling so far to meet such a simple contact. The offer had sadly lead to nothing, however, this would not stop the young smuggler from enjoying himself before he had to head back to Coruscant to meet up with Kiber. He ordered some Corellian Rum and took some idle sips, whilst looking around slyly at the other patrons.

 

[Paige Argous]

@[member="Suhr"]

Becoming a Sith Knight had more or less given Paega some time of her own away from training. For the first time ever, Paega had the ability to see what life looked like outside the Sith Academy on Korriban. Today she happened to be passing through the D'Aelgoth Trade Route Hyperlane.

The young Sith Knight was clothed in dark robes, and it would be quite difficult for anyone to recognize her as anything. Besides, people were too busy to care anyways. Her stop today was at a local space station, Khato Vas Space Station it was called apparently, located at the intersection of the hyperlane. She climbed off of the transport that she was onboard, and roamed the station, looking around and simply admiring the busy masses moving about. Putting a hood over her head, Paega strode forward, walking forward to a cantina named "Verbos Drinks Emporium".

 

[Nala Tu]

Her drink arrived and Nala paid the small price for it. She sipped a lot of it while giving a little bounce to herself as the music continued on in the cantina. She thought it was a decent tune, perhaps one she'd find a download for later. Just as she sipped more Nala felt something dark enter the cantina, making her choke on her drink a little. She cleared her throat and looked around. There was someone or something here, a threat or not remained to be seen, but she didn't know who. There was too much commotion, too many moving about, to tell who it was.

@Paega Anginous @[member="Suhr"] @Davik Tren @Juthan'Athar @Olidiv Kenu

 

[Hood]

Khato Vas, well known trade station. Nexus currently found himself aboard the massive ship with a grip of credits held in his grip, eyes on the display before him. Currently he was bargaining with a merchant over the necessities for making more arrows. He had a deep vault which held multiple hundred, but he always felt that keeping prepared was best, thus he always was taking the time to keep his supplies up to date.

"400. Final offer." He said, a sure look held on his face

With a sigh, the man receded and handed Nexus a small bag that held a few bars of Durasteel.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Another week of training, another cantina. His face and body hidden under a set of Jedi robes, Jedi Knight, Council Member and Weaponmaster Josh DragonsFlame sat at a table, alone, sipping a Jawa Martini. He had taken a fancy to exploring once in awhile, checking out the sights, seeing the wildlife... Even seeing a cantina or two and trying the drinks there. The habits were probably from Saoirse, who did so quite frequently.

"Another martini, please" the Jedi asked politely yet calmly to the bartender, who slid him one. Giving a nod of thanks, he slipped them a few credits.

 

[Suhr]

@[member="Juthan'Athar"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[member="Nala Tu"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"]"Mhmm, Roon. It's where I've come from in honesty - Taking a break from the training and all that..." Suhr was telling a lie, however her face and body language didn't betray her false truths... In actuality, the Twi'lek wasn't taking a break from her training at all. In fact, to her this was all part of her training. Well. It was going to be, anyway. Once she'd had her drink and had a chance to explore the station. In a place this size, there would be a myriad of smaller areas to conceal oneself in. Yet that would have to... Wait.What was that? Out of the corner of her eye, Suhr had noticed the Kaminoan's reaction to something - It was a choke, yet it certainly wasn't your average choke. It was unprovoked, like something had startled her. But what? She swiveled around in her barstool so that she was facing the various luminous drinks on offer, and began to let her eyes drift nonchalantly across the reflections in the mirrored surfaces that said drinks rested on. Perhaps the thing that startled the Kaminoan could be sensed? Maybe. Suhr allowed her mind to wander through the immediate area, searching her surroundings for any particular feelings of ill will from the cantina goers... Yet she could sense nothing. There were too many people in the area, and it only served to muddle her senses... Or was that the drink? She furrowed her brow, and took a sip. Something was there, she knew that much, but what? It was the million credit question, and Suhr had no answer to it.

 

[Olidiv Kenu]

Olidiv laughed a little, but notice multiple people seemed to be bothered by something. He sighed. Never was just a quiet night in space, was it? He smiled playfully and laughed a little through his mask as his drink arrived and he threw a few Wupiupi on the bar and smiled. "Keep the change, my friend," he said with a cheery nod to the bartender. He made a mental inventory of his weapons if things got dicey. Two vibroswords and a pistol, it'd do if it came to blows. Never hurt to be cautious, after all.

 

[Aithne Charr]

"How is your training going by the way, if you dont mind me asking?" He leaned forward, his own saber hidden across the small of his back, shrouded like the armor he wore by the dark robes that flowed down his body. His face though showed no hostility or worry in it, even if he felt the same tension in the air that he knew Suhr felt, it was like a lingering sent that you could not get out of your nose. He let his own eyes wander as he jumped from face to face, what was it that left everyone and the air itself so tense. @[member="Olidiv Kenu"] @[member="Suhr"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Hood"] @[member="Nala Tu"]

 

[Paige Argous]

@[member="Nala Tu"] @[member="Hood"] @[member="Hood"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Suhr"] @[member="Olidiv Kenu"] @Juthan'Athar

From what she could tell, Paega discovered that there was a strong Force signature all around the cantina. It was a rather interesting coincidence, that several Force Users were at the same cantina out of anywhere else in the space station.

The Sith Knight made sure that she kept her Force markings as hidden as possible, and besides, the fact that there was such a high concerntration of Force Users in the cantina made it even more difficult to pinpoint her. Paega gazed in amusement as there was slight tension in the air, obviously someone had noticed that a dark Force-User had entered the cantina. The blonde woman, however, had no intention of doing anything, yet. She was satisfied with simply letting everyone enjoy their drinks for the time being.

 

[Nala Tu]

Nala could feel it. Aside from the dark presence there were other. Jedi possibly. Sith or dark side users, certainly. She started to see the bigeer problem: she was about to be in the middle of a potential powder keg of force users. She still glanced about, looking for any signs of the one she was mainly sensing, before seeing she needed to think about her next plan of action.

She closed her eyes and muttered to herself, things her father often said to her and things she learned while a younger padawan of the Jedi. It helped her a little in calming down and thinking clearly. Eventually she knew what she had to do: wait outside. The best course was to wait before being stuck in the middle of all this. She picked herself from her chair and quickly made for the exit.

As she did Nala accidentally ran into a dark robes woman, saying "Sorry!" very quickly when she did.

@Paega Anginous @Hood @Joshua DragonsFlame @Suhr @Olidiv Kenu @Juthan'Athar

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

The Jedi said nothing as he casually sipped his martini. He could feel it. Force presences everywhere.... Light, dark.... He was surprised that they were all here at once... But the Force worked in strange ways.

The Jedi, for now anyways, continued to sip his drink, allowing himself to relax and feel the Force around him...

 

[Matreya]

Ignore

 

[Suhr]

@[member="Juthan'Athar"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[member="Nala Tu"]

She watched in the reflections as the Kaminoan began to make a swift exit. Yet she couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was whatever spooked her... Suhr's thoughts were interrupted however, with the questioning of the Chiss. "It's going well, thankyou." came her well measured response. A demonstration of how calm Suhr seemed to be. She had no intention whatsoever of reacting to whatever it was everyone was tense about, instead choosing to sip on the drink she had acquired earlier... The hooded figure entering the bar didn't draw Suhr's attention. For all intents and purposes, Suhr appeared to be completely at ease and ignorant of the potential volatile situation around her...

 

[Aithne Charr]

Juthan nodded, drinking from his glass again as he looked up at the ceiling of the cantina. "Thats good, anything exciting of late or are things as slow as the are normally, slow being a relative term?" He smiled and turned so that he could lean on the counter with his elbows, and watch the rest of the cantina out of the corner of his eyes. He was interested to see what was setting people off so and quickly took a headcount of who was in here. Each face was recorded and filed in his memory, his saberstaff itching from where its sat in the small of his back, wanting to be used but restricted as the tension did not reveal itself yet. @[member="Suhr"]