What's your poison? (Daxton/Malachite)

[Daxton Bane]

[member="Malachite Avachei"]

The Hutt homeworld was a vile cesspool of scum and villainy, it was impossible to escape its taint no matter where one stood on this forsaken rock. Rocco's Tavern was one of the many such establishments that surrounded the spaceport, catering to the many needs of the spacers coming to and heading from the planet.

Drunken brawls and laser duels were a common occurrence in this neighborhood, but most patrons were smart enough to leave the Tavern alone. Rumor was it under the protection of a Jedi monk with a foul temper.

Frantic music greets all who enter its doors, as a pair scantily clad female Zabraks perform on the stage. Most of the tables are occupied by patrons in various stages of drunkeness. The bar has a wide selection of liquor from across the galaxy, while the pair of wookie bounces watch the crowd for any sign of trouble.

A grizzly looking human flashes a grin with several teeth missing and asks, "What's your poison?"

 

[Malachite the Shoki]

Now, there were some real cesspits on Crystalsong, just like anywhere else... But I'd never seen an entire planet be such a craphole. Slime, pollutants, and Hutts everywhere. Still, it was apparently the best place to see a casino or two, and it might even give me an idea or something to build in the capitol city.

I stepped into this casino, which seemed to be pretty well-off. I could smell strong drinks. Awesome. Good food. Right on. And I could see scantily clad women dancing around. I'd be getting around to them, soon. I quickly strode up to the bar, making sure to flash my golden fur and large, bushy, tail as I sat down.

"Sake. Strongest you've got. I need something acidic."

[member="Daxton Bane"]

 

[Daxton Bane]

[member="Malachite Avachei"]

Pouring clear liquid alcohol into a cup from a white ceramic bottle bearing the Kajin of the Black Suns, he placed it before his patron and said, "Twenty credits. Hundred if you want me to leave the bottle." He said before asking, "What brings you to our fine establishment?"

It was obvious this was more than idle curiosity, and that more than a few nearby patrons were also listening in to the response when a fight broke out at the other end of the bar between several drunk Sabbac players. The four were able to get. Few punches in before the wookie bouncers separated them and ejected them bodily from the bar....

 

[Malachite the Shoki]

"Leave the bottle. It'll save us both some trouble."

I looked over my shoulder, at the group of sabbac players beating on each other, and I grinned wildly.

"Does that sort of thing happen a lot? I might come just to watch."

[member="Daxton Bane"]

 

[Daxton Bane]

"Well it depends, my friend." The bartender grinned, displaying more gums than actual teeth. "Are you a betting man? I might know of a place or two where gentle folk of fine distinction can wager credits on the outcome of a fight. Perhaps you feel you can handle yourself and might want to bash some heads in, we welcome new blood all the time."

[member="Malachite Avachei"]