Taris High altitude

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Location: Taris, High promenade.


She was walking through the throngs of people, some gave her a wide berth others pointed at her and some still laughed a little at the Cernun. To those last individuals she gave them a little growl and tapped the swords at her hips, which were a longsword and a scimitar, or parted her coat to flash her Slugthrower Revolvers to shut them up. She had grown very tired of the planet and it's inhabitants way of addressing her. She had come looking for a few talented engineers for her division in ArmsTech but she hadn't found any and her transport had left her behind and the next she could go on was at least a day away.

[member="Mit Tuxaire"]

 

[lordmitmar]

Mit glared as yet another wave of people shoved past him. He had been attempting to find a certain shop, but when he had asked people where it was. All he had received were glares. He finally became fed up with all the people shoving him back and forth, he started shoving through the swarm. Eventually, he decided to head into a nearby clearing. He started making his own path through the people when he ran straight into someone who had obviously had a bad day. Someone who had a small area surrounding them that people were avoiding. He fell, knocking the other person over as well.

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

She wasn't looking when she was suddenly walked into and fell backwards, but she used her tail to keep from falling completely down to the ground. "Watch were your going Stoopa!" She growled at the shorter male, though she didn't really tower over him but she was still a little taller than him. Her horns poked through her waist long white and straight hair while a pair of night-vision goggles rested on her forehead to keep her hair combed back, though a few strands were still loose and three went over her face. [member="Mit Tuxaire"] would usually find the Cernun quite a cheerful sort but the day had just not been very good for her and it had taken it's toll and she needed a drink.

 

[lordmitmar]

Mit yelped in shock as he hit the ground, his coat wrapping his arms behind him, essentially pinning himself to the ground. His hood had fallen off, exposing his messed silver hair. "Hey! Who the hell are you ca- hey, could you just help me up" He said sarcastically. "After all, not all of us have a tail. What's got yours in a knot? " He muttered, looking to the girl questioningly. "Aren't your kind supposed to be polite and cheerful? You seem more like a rude chiss..."

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame looked around for a bit and saw a large bench on the side of the road and moved to grab his collar and drag him towards it. "We usually are, I'm just having a very bad day." Her tail swayed back and forth next to [member="Mit Tuxaire"]'s head as she dragged him to the bench and pulled him up to sit on it, before she sat down next to him herself. She let out a loud sigh and leaned forward, most of her hair spilling down to hover just above the ground. "I guess I can take it then that your kind isn't as zoned out?"

 

[lordmitmar]

"You would be right about that." Mit muttered. He watched the street as it continued to flood with people. Eventually he turned to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] "So, what's got you so upset?" He asked, a hint of concern could be heard in his voice. He looked back towards the buildings on the other side of the swells of people. One, obviously a canteen, had just opened. The lights proclaiming it's name flickering to life. "Hey, you up for a drink?"

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Eh just some work stuff is all. This planet doesn't have what one might call the friendliest or the brightest of people." She answered the first question as she leaned back into the bench and combed her hair back and with one hand rubbed one of her horns while her eyes were closed. When the offer of a drink came she opened one eye and stared at him a little as a smile grew slowly on her lips. "Barely a minute and already flirting are you?" She teased him though her face made it clear she was up for a drink to melt away the stress of the day.

[member="Mit Tuxaire"]

 

[lordmitmar]

"Ah, judging by these people. I can see where you're coming from." Mit muttered, glaring daggers at a passersby as he spoke. He watched in curiosity as the girl flipped her hair around. Though the question was burning a hole through him, he decided not to ask why she kept her hair as long as she did. People around here were weird. THat was by far the most normal thing he had seen today. "Well, lets get going." He said, he had forced a sarcastic scowl on his face as he reached to give [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] a hand in well, getting up. "Thats a record time for me. Or rather, it's a record for being the slowest time." He said, not even a hint of honesty in his playful tone.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Oh? a playboy are we?~" She said playfully right back at him as she took the offered hand and got up. She adjusted her night-vision goggles so that they would definitely keep her hair comped back and then gave the 'after you' gesture to [member="Mit Tuxaire"]. "So heard anything about the cantina you're taking me to?" She then had to say since he was offering her a drink she wanted to know at what kind of place it would be at least.

 

[lordmitmar]

"Oh, it's a nice enough place, been there a couple of times this trip. If you want an idea of the workers there, think me but slightly less flirty" He said giving [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] a teasing shove as he walked passed. "So, what exactly is it that you do?" He asked as the two brushed passed the people still milling around in the street. As he walked he argued with himself, muttering about what he would be drinking.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"How about you answer that question before I answer it hm?" She said with a slight smirk as she wanted to first know who was asking about her than answer straight away. [member="Mit Tuxaire"] was an interesting turn of the day to be sure and she was quickly forgetting the annoyed feeling over the day. The passerby's began to give them a wide birth mostly because of how tall Zreame was, not to mention her appearance.

 

[lordmitmar]

"Or, how about you answer the question before I answer before you answer? We could go all day with this so I suppose I'll just answer. I for one, am just a merc. Nothing special. I do whatever people bloody pay me to do." He said, with a smirk to return [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]'s as they neared the door to the cantina, he darted forward and grabbed the door, opening it and waiting for her to step through. Obviously trying to be polite.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame smiled at his answer. "Well I'm a newly appointed head of engineering at Armatech so yeah I was here to look for promising engineers but no such luck." She then said before giving [member="Mit Tuxaire"] a little look when he opened the door for her. "Seems chivilry isn't dead after all." She said with a smile and then entered the Cantina, waiting for him to come in after her before venturing too deep into the place.

 

[lordmitmar]

Mit shrugged, following [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] into the large building. "Head eh? Seems to me you're filling a position named after something you don't even have." He said with a smile. "I'm not sure I would trust you to direct people, seems you would just get angry and fire them all." He walked to the counter of the cantina. "I'll have water. Give her whatever she wants. On me." The bartender gave him a crooked grin before sliding a jug of water to Mit. "And what would the pretty lady like?" The man asked in a croaky voice.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame nudged [member="Mit Tuxaire"]'s shoulder with her own. "Being cheeky are ya?" She said with a playful smirk but once they were at the bar she ordered an orange juice from the bartender. She felt the bartender seemed a little off but didn't think to much about it as she pointed at an empty booth for them to sit in.

 

[lordmitmar]

"Don't mind him. He's a nice enough guy when you get to talk with him. Just a bit old." Mit said with a teasing smirk in the bartenders direction. "Don't think I didn't hear that!" The man retorted. Mit turned back to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] "I don't believe I caught your name." He paused for a second, then continued with an air of cheeky nobility. "I am Mit Tuxarie."

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

She smirked toward [member="Mit Tuxaire"] a little as she moved to sit down in the booth. "My name is Zreame Zeibitha." She said with a smile as she took a sip of her juice and relaxed into the booths seat. "So what now? a chat or are you going to keep flirting with me?" she said her smirk turning amused towards him.

 

[lordmitmar]

"That depends, what would you prefer?" He smirked. "After all, you are the one who's had the bad day. I'm just here to please." He said, mimicking [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]'s actions. The sounds of the cantina had lessened slightly since they had entered. More than likely due to Zreame's height. Oh, and her weapons.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

She stared at him for a few moments. "If you're going to be like that at least buy me dinner first." She said with a smirk and then giggled a little. "Tell me a bit about your self then [member="Mit Tuxaire"]." She said shooting the cheeky air of nobility right back at him as she then took a little sip of her juice.

 

[lordmitmar]

"That could be arranged." Mit said in a sarcastic answer to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]'s first comment. Then, he scowled. "Do I have to? I barely know you. So, how 'bout you do it first eh?" He mimicked her voice from before; When he had asked about her work. He grinned and took a sip of his water, leaning his head back to rest on the top of his booth.