Taris High altitude

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

She gave him a little snort. "One... I'm not a goat and Two... I have no night-vision, as in i can barely see you right now." She then said as she gave [member="Mit Tuxaire"] a little scowl. "Also never call a Cernun a goat we live around 5 to 8 times longer than humans and we can hold grudges for a very long time."

 

[lordmitmar]

He gave a little shrug. "Oh calm down. I'm just joking around. Anyway, a blaster can end a grudge in a second now can't it?" He said with a smirk. "Though I wouldn't like to hurt the poor little lovey goat now would I?" He smiled, and reached to steal [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]'s glass. He poured some of it's contents into his own cup and took a drink. "Bleh, how do you drink this stuff? Must be a goat thing."

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame gave him a little snort again and her tail moved under the table and into her own clothes and tipped a little into a jar of Bio-luminescent oil she had in her pouch. "Well it's true about the blaster thing but I find a knife to the knees does the same thing as well." she said to him as she took her glass back. "It's tasty but apparently humans loose the ability to taste with age huh?" She said as she gave [member="Mit Tuxaire"] a little insult right back over his white hair. Her tail then began to go and paint a circle around his crotch with red oil and then an 'X' in the middle of the circle as gently as possible while she tried to keep his focus on her.

 

[lordmitmar]

"It's silver mind you. Also, I'm nineteen. Not bloody ninety. Maybe it's the Cernun that start thinking things taste good with age?" Mit yawned, stretching towards the ceiling. He smirked at [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] and sat forward in his booth, resting his head on their table."Have you ever been in a good mood, and not teased someone?"

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Actually my mood has improved quite a bit and Nineteen huh? quite big for nineteen...[sub]or is just that Cernuns age slower?[/sub]" She then said to [member="Mit Tuxaire"], but she mumbled the last part as she moved one finger and moved a stray hair away from his face and then took a sip of her drink.

 

[lordmitmar]

"How would I know? Not like I'm a biologist or something." He replied, he grinned at [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]. "Hair problems? Thought you had those goggles on to hold your mop back. Not let it slap you in the face."

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

She grinned right back at him. "Cheeky." She said as she leaned forwards and ruffled up[member="Mit Tuxaire"]'s hair with one hand. "Tell me what do you do for fun anyway?"

 

[lordmitmar]

"Work, talk, hunt, train, sport shooting, anything really. What about you?" He slapped away [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]'s hand, and smirked. "Do you have to do that?"

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"A little yeah." She replied as she thought for a moment. "Well I'm always up for some mechanic work, talking and meeting new people, racing, partying in general but there is still sooo much I've yet to see or experience in the galaxy so I can't really say." She said with a genuine smile towards [member="Mit Tuxaire"].

 

[lordmitmar]

"So... Uh, now what?" He asked nervously, visibly growing worried as a hooded person entered the building. They stood quite tall, though hunched, and the newcomer was staring straight at Mit, the hatred in his yellow eyes was practically palpable. Mit looked back to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] and smiled, a bit too shakily.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame looked towards the newcomer and then back towards [member="Mit Tuxaire"] with a slight puzzled look. "Is everything all right Mit? You look a little...well pale." She then said as she looked him over, a shiver had run down her spine when she saw the newcomer's eyes.

 

[lordmitmar]

Mit's eyes shifted shakily between the newcomer and [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]. Eventually settling his gaze on her. "In all honesty, no. Everything's not alright..." He lowered his voice as he continued. "That guy's been tailing me ever since I er... Stole something of his. Or, something from his boss. Rather. Nothing much... Only worth a few credits. Must have been valuable to them though."

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Oh what is it?" She said as she leaned forward and whispered at the same tone [member="Mit Tuxaire"]'s voice was. Her gaze was quite curious as she wondered what exactly could cause him to grow so nervous.

 

[lordmitmar]

"Some badge, I have no idea honestly, I took what I was paid to. The guy that hired me actually owned it... He lent it to them and they never gave it back" He shot another glance at the hooded person. Whoever it was, they were staring right back at him. Mit looked back to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"], his eyes full of worry.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame Looked at the hooded figure before she leaned in to whisper into [member="Mit Tuxaire"]'s ear. "I say we get out of here just in case." As she gestured towards the exit with her tail.

 

[lordmitmar]

"Good idea. This guy looks crazy..." Mit whispered back to [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]. He gestured for her to leave first, then leaned back and watched the hooded man out of the corner of his eye.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"All right I'll wait for you outside." She said as she then got up and finished her drink and placed it down on the table as she walked out of the cantina. Her eyes looked around as she was leaving and once outside she moved to the side and leaned against the wall, noticing a few more individuals that seemed like friends of the hooded man inside the cantina.

[member="Mit Tuxaire"]

 

[lordmitmar]

"Right..." Mit glanced around, the hooded man and several others had moved noticeably closer since [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] had left. He waved to the bartender and motioned to the hooded man, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. The older man shook his head. There was nothing he could or would do to help. Mit huffed and stood. clutching the knife strapped to his waist. The hooded figure let him go. Though he stared at him with a fiery gaze all the way to the door. Mit stepped next to Zreame and let out a sigh of relief. "So... We should get going..."

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame looked to the side as [member="Mit Tuxaire"] arrived out of the cantina and she then gestured for him to follow her. "All right then let's get away then." She said as she moved to walk next to him as if they were a couple, to hide them a little better in the crowd after she placed her hood over her head as well.

 

[lordmitmar]

"I got a better look at that guy... Him and all his goons have some pretty nasty weapons with them. They come by, and the best thing we can do is hide. Either of us moves, the other goes with it alright?" Mit said in a hushed tone. He walked towards the most crowded area of the street and leaned against the wall of a building. He motioned [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"] to do the same.