The Bear Necessities

[Ryan]

Location: Tattooine, Mois Eisly.

The mountain of a man clad in beskargaam waltzed into the Mois Eisely infamous cantina with one mission on his mind, get wasted. His helmet was clipped to his belt hanging off his left hip, his oversize beskar longsword sheathed off his back and his blaster pistol off his right thigh. Any mandalorian worth his salt was a one man army not to be reckoned with, this one was not just an army he was the entire Armour brigade, or thats what it took to get him into his suit of armor.

His finely groomed beard was just as much his pride as his massive body that he regularly enhanced upon with rigorous training and diet. He was a strong man above the human standards, his frame and size built for strength and power.

Dred marched forward and perched himself at the bar, the bartender quickly taking notice of the mandalorian "What will it be stranger?" He would inquire.

"Red Wine...." The deep bar-atoned voice of Varad bellowed with a dash of snarl " and none of that local crap. I want an alderaan red, anything less and I will be mad." He adjusted his seat so he was half tilted towards the bar giving enough head swivel room to watch the immediate area and the main entrance though his attention was still on the the barkeep "You won't like it if I am angry" It was a subtle threat.

 

[Warren Yon'Borr]

Sitting in the back of the bar, currently collecting around fifty credits from a foolish drunk who had decided to attempt to beat Warren at Sabbac(who was indeed cheating). He chuckled lightly as he watched closely as the drunk stumbled out of the bar. He climbed out of his filthy seat, spice-filled cigar resting on his rough lips. He watched as [member="Dred Varad"] walked inside. Studying every possible detail, Warren headed over to the rather large and quite intimidating man. "Feelin' lucky?" Was all the Devaronian said, pulling out a seat at the bar. Climbing into the filthy seat next to the man, his wicked grin slowly faded. "Would you like to test your luck? Credits will certainly be involved if you happen to...win". He then burst into laughter, motioning the young-looking bartender over. "Correlian Ale if you will", The pirate said. The bartender nodded, turning back to the counter. "What brings you out here, good sir?".

 

[Ryan]

The mandalorian bear looked upon the Devaronian with murderous annoyance. His vivid and dark imagination envisioned the sight of this devil horned creature being split in half from a single fell swoop of his longsword. The thought brought solace and joy to the warrior's soul as the creature not only took up a perch beside him, but began to badger him into a game of forfeited luck and worst of all he began to inquire of his business. "If i was feeling lucky, you would be a big busted woman willing to my needs." He growled downed to [member="Warren Yon'Borr"] "Now that my eyes have not failed me yet and I certainly had not had enough drinks to mistaken you as a potential poke I believe its best you mind your own business and push off"

Yes the mandalorian was a rude man, arrogant with a violent and volatile temper to match it. His wine was served, the bartender taking notice to the rise in tension and slowly retreated backwards just in case bloodshed was to occure. The big man gripped his wine glass and brought the dry red liquid spirit to his lips and letting it flow into him. He drank half the glass and placed it back on the table, his eyes once again focusing upon the noisy Devaronian.

 

[Warren Yon'Borr]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm a business man, alright? Please, spare a moment of your...precious time? Yes, that is it! Now, I apologize for interrupting your...y-your...whatever this is. You look like a strong man, am I right? I'll just hand you a credit or two, yes?". He then slowly reached into his trench coat, gripping something. "So...nice night, eh?". With that, the man whipped out his hand, chuckling as he held a credit in his hand. "No, I shall make it ten". He then slammed the credit onto the counter with force, removing nine more credits from his coat. He slid them over to the large man, the wicked grin reappearing on his features. "That ought to get you something decent. Now, would you like to win some more credits, you'll be able to purchase a lot more alcoholic beverages, assuming that you wish to do so".

[member="Dred Varad"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka Osaa, a peaceful rogue took a sip and noticed two figures eyeing each other. He decided to walk past them to another booth so he could hear better. He had no intension to fight. He got a closer look. A pirate and a mandalorian. Both were neutral to him but seemed to be disturbing each other.

[member="Warren Yon'Borr"]
[member="Dred Varad"]

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Finding her way onto the planet not her first choice to visit. To say she was here on pleasure would be under statement. After all she was going to be here on business. Nothing would stop her from getting to the bottom of this all the one that had shot her father. Leaving her bed side to track this mercenary down. That she had now would just be finding the right water hold that he had taken his cover in.

Yes she could have came in her armor to cut up this low life but she wanted to do this as a Lady of the house Teramo. It just that her own royal blue dress . It was what one would see as some upper noble out of place. It was what those that choose not to see. Her corset was made out of mandolarian iron. Under her sleeves she wears on her wrist was her beskar that was her crushgaunts. Then stab to her thighs under her dress was her knifes and guns. Also under was the bottom half of her armor. This was the same way with some of her armor for her arm. It would make her look some what like a she had bulk up on her mik Around the end of her sleeves was a bit of the beskar if she wold have to fight it would cut through others like better. Carrying her purse it was what was in it that wasn't all credits but other play toys.

Finding her own way in as if she been way for such a long time speaking basic. Good one, some papuur'gal is in order I want the stuff from the back. sh'ehn understand. Taking her own glass as she sip on it as she looked around. She had memorized the man she was looking for once she found him he would be no more.

[member="Dred Varad"] @Warren Yon'Borr [member="Oka Osaa"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Noticing a woman walking in, the Jedi raised his hood over his head. "Look what we got here, a mandalorian Royal" he mumbled. He then turned back to the two. Analyzing them, he knew the pirate had a scheme. They always have tricks up their sleeves. Not sure of if a fight would go on between the two, he finished his bitter drink.

[member="Warren Yon'Borr"] [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

 

[Ryan]

[member="Warren Yon'Borr"] went for his pocket, for all Dred could tell that the creature was reaching for a weapon, so his massive hands were at the ready to crush the Devaronian before him . Then he pulled out credits with a nervous or sadistic chuckle as he bounced them on the bar counter, like he was paying for the mando bear to behave. Or even worse, did Dred look as if he was poor and broke? The thought that someone could perceive the mandalorian warrior in financial dire straights infuriated him, igniting his infernoish rage to a boiling point.

His hands slightly flinched and were about to make true on this previous plans, crushing the horned male before him with his own bare hands. He had the power and strength to make such bloody work look like child's play. But before he followed through with the attack he stopped, his brown eyes catching the sight of a rare beauty entering the cantina, dressed as if she was attending a naboo ball.

The mandalorian then decided that violence at this moment was not best and slid the hard credits back at the easy speaking Warren. "Keep your money! Seems I will try my luck at something worth more then such"

The bear stood and totally disregard the gambling pirate, brushing past him with his massive shoulder pads while he made quick towards [member="Countess Calum Teramo"]. He was not a shy man, always knew what he wanted and always went for it. once he was in range he would speak up "Hey beautiful, want some proper company?" He would inquire to the gracious looking female, who was out of sorts in such a place like this.

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

Alexis strolled easily through the door her caramel colored eyes scanned the room quickly as she gave them all a slow steady smile. If she had a favorite color it would be known by the significant amount of black that she wore, with the occasional hints of purple, white and maybe if her mood warranted it pink. Tonight it was all black complete with three inch heels which doubled nicely as weapons to stab someone with.

Her clothing hugged her body there was just enough revealed to light the imagination but not enough to fulfill it without the customary dinner and a drink. Alexis moved toward the bar noticing some of the gazes turned her way but it wasn't time to acknowledge them. She had to know if this place was safe.

She smiled at the bartender as he went to wait on his previous customer. She toyed with her credit chit waiting for him patiently, she looked around again well there certainly was a fair share of males in here, and the occasional female. intriguing how the numbers often didn't match up.

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka didn't expect a busy night at this old place. But it is the best place for a drink in Tattooine, he thought. As he kept analyzing the, now 3 figures a 4th figure walked in. At this point, Oka needed a new drink so he got up and walked over to the bar seats to order. "Give me something.. less alcoholic" Oka said placing some credits on the table.

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Being around the room watching for her prey to show himself. Taking a deep breathing of the stale air as she shifted her own eyes upward. Thinking note of his size, "Boy your a big brute, then I seen bigger ones in my sister clan of 12ft all woman clan that likes taking they man by force.", , giving him a light chuckle after all what could some one as little as her do to such a strong stud.

I could use the company, I might be here for a while, Vod. , putting on a wider grin. As she wave for him to sit down. With a raise of the figure to get the whole bottle of wine brought over to their table. Tell, my what clan do you belong to.

[member="Dred Varad"] [member="Oka Osaa"][member="Warren Yon'Borr"][member="Alexis Ravensclaw"]​

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka was waiting patiently for a drink. He liked this game of analyzing. He saw the mandalorians sit. "Guess she needs company." Oka said quietly. The bartender always takes too long, he thought.

[member="Warren Yon'Borr"] [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Countess Calum Teramo"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"]

 

[Basaba Willamina]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfPOp3DHPbk

Basaba was here because of plot holes and fairies as she walked through the doors of the cantina and looked from under the helmet at the people inside the bar sizing them up. At her shoulders were two other sisters of the clan carrying horak rifles and the Field Marshal moved seeing her sister and took the metal rod from her belt. The bes'bev great for clubbing people and on her hip was also the signature clan mating stick something they could user anywhere to give someone a bad day. "What do you need." Her arms crossed over her chest and the friendly glare came over her face while Basaba calculated how many balls she could break before someone tried to shoot her.

 

[Ryan]

Always the opportunist and a greedy one at that fact. Dred's eyes while tho mostly focused on the beauty before him also hungered and eye ravaged the busty human female that had also just arrived into the cantina, For a scummy dive of a place with most of the patrons with equal to less worth then what was left at the bottom of their drinks, was turning out to be a very lucrative hot spot for the bear sized mandalorian. Question was how far could he push the envelope? how far would his greed take him? How long will his luck last?

"Clan Varad" He would answer impressed by the woman's now obvious inherited culture of Mando'ad. The aspect that she had sisters the size of wookies somewhat worried him and he had heard of the mating sticks and the horrors that such could bring. " Listen Cyar'ika!" His timber voice began "This bulk of a man aint bing clubbed and forced into slavery just yet" He winked at [member="Countess Calum Teramo"].

Alright, it was time to make a move, to see how far he could push the bounderies. "Hope you don't mind, I want to make this a party" and with that he stood, his size towering over most of the sentients in the room. He would no doubt catch the attention of [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] and [member="Basaba Willamina"] for there was no frakking way that any of these low lives in this cantina are going to have the pleasures of these rare beauties. This mando was greedy.

"YOU THERE!" He would shout across the bar, somewhat arrogant to those around him "COME JOIN US, THE SPIRITS ARE ON ME TONIGHT!"

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

It only took a few moments before the bartender was back being very gracious his large hands covered her own as she waited. She smiled warmly, "something to kill the taste of the desert, please" Her accent added to the allure of her presence. Once the bartender had let go Alexis looked towards the small group gathering together. Clansmen? Family? or just ships passing.

There seemed to definitely be some kind of ...and then a massive...women? came through the doors. Alexis giggled, as several thoughts crossed her mind as she was sure had crossed everyone else in the place.

Mandalorians certainly where an intriguing group to watch. Espiecally the females did they all come in these sizes, and was it to vie for the company of the large male. Who seemed to be quite worth the attention. Alexis had never taken on mandalorians before, perhaps tonight she would do so.

The male was yelling, she looked at him, and then around pointing to the man next to her, and then to herself. Spirits.

Alexis didn't need a second invite, she picked up her drink and wondered toward the group, "Salutations everyone, I'm Alexis"



[member="Oka Osaa"] [member="Countess Calum Teramo"] [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Basaba Willamina"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Oka looked their way and looked back at his drink, then took a small sip. He thought if he didn't go over there, he wouldn't have to worry about any trouble. The bartender asked "are you going over there?" Oka replied with "attension isn't needed right now. Trying to analyze instead.


[member="Warren Yon'Borr"] [member="Dred Varad"] [member="Countess Calum Teramo"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Basaba Willamina"]

 

[Countess Calum Teramo]

Going to speak to him but he got up only to hold her thought. As he had heard of the Williamina clan. As she just though and that very thought brought none other then her clan sister Basaba through those doors. Now came all flooding into her cheek what if she saw her acting like a fool. Then making this move to invited the other female that had came through the door in. Smiling at the new comer before standing up fully as she greeted her sister by jumping up onto the table. Couldn't help but still only find her face into her chest. "Greeting, my clan sister."

Turning around to only smirk at [member="Dred Varad"] "Now for what you asked early you can pat me down, I must warn you will not find one of those sticks as i don't need one to get what I want but there might be a few sharp pointed knives under this dress long with a few other surprise." , giving him a playful wink before jumping down so she sat on the table. facing him as if waiting for his answer. After all she might be a little thing but size matter not, when it came to some things. In combat she could hold her own with the big boys and girls.

Now smiling at [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] "Greetins, I"m am Countess Calum of the Greater House of Temamo, and Clan Sister to Williamina Clan of the Mandalorain,",

[member="Oka Osaa"][member="Alexis Ravensclaw"][member="Dred Varad"][member="Basaba Willamina"]​

 

[Shane Sisko Skirata]

[member="Countess Calum Teramo"]

"A willamina sister who isn't a giant. I could get used to this." Shane perked up from the one booth and as the light shined off of his head he looked towards the woman and the mountain of a man. Dred was a beast of a mandalorian and that was a good thing but it was questionable if that worked with the ladies. You had to go and be confident when it came to them as he stood up. Smiling and sidling up to the bar while he stood there in the civilian cloths but holding himself as one of the Rally Masters who helped take Dromuund Kaas before Larraq just obliterated it. "You my dear look like you could use a drink or two."

 

[Basaba Willamina]

Basaba looked up at the mountain of a man and she raised an eyebrow to that. Her helmet remaining on as she walked towards her sister seeing her and withdrawing the bes'bev to club someone in place of the mating stick on her hip. "[member="Countess Calum Teramo"] is everything okay?" She had a look on her face while going about it then seeing [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] while she continued to glare under the helmet.

 

[Ryan]

"Well am I not the most luckiest man in the galaxy this night" The large mandalorian boasted as the women folk began to flock to his offer of wine and company. well probaby for more of the wine but the Countess was being very direct in her intentions tonight. Dred liked bold, but the man had a vast taste and if he was to play his cards right he was hoping that all the women in his present company were on the menu. Though if his cards failed he could go home with nothing or worse, could go home less a man then he had entered the cantina. So was the risks of paying the game of hearts with women of all races and nationalities.

He reached over with his massive hand, gripping the small hand of [member="Countess Calum Teramo"] and leaning over and gently kissing the top of it, letting his soft gromed beard graze her skin, in what he thought was a proper way to greet nobility, even though he himself was nothing more then a war hound with savage tendencies. " My pleasure in meeting you Countess!" From a man who was so mean to [member="Warren Yon'Borr"] moments before to this gentle giant of a bear seemed impossible. But then again women were always his weakness and probably one day be the death of him.

Dred then would greet the ever so beautiful [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"], his own eyes have a hard time elevating from her busty cleavage to he caramal hues, but when he finally did he would also reach out his hand to grip hers. Even though Alexis was not of nobilty the Giant would treat her such in the same manner he treated the countess, eye ravaging and all. he would gently pull her hand towards him and kills the top of it as well. "Pleasure is all mine Cyar'ika!"

Now to Field Marshal Badaba, the man new by reputation and he would give the giant of a woman a respectful nod. Not that he didn't find her attractice it was the fact he was a warrior, a soldier in the Mandalorian forces and this woman was his superior. " Field marshal!"

Now to the group of amazing women and those that were in ear shot " I am Dred Varad of the clan Varad. Drinks are on me for the price of such company can not be placed"

With that the armoured clad mountain skulled the remains of his glass and placed it on the table. " Lets get a booth" He demanded, leading the group to a large private booth with a round comfy seated bench that wrapped around the table in the centre. Dred would seat himself first in the middle with his back against the wall. He motion for the women to follow suit while at the same time demanding the waitress to follow with the booze.

"I don't know about you ladies, but so far I have accomplished my mission. I am with fine wine and fine women. What more can a man ask for?"