You Shouldn't Wander

[Rose Kuhn]

Her hand tightened at her side.

The room smelled of smoke, unwashed bodies, and a stench that could only a a mix of bantha poodoo and well cooked nerf steaks. Her nose was permanently crinkled and the hair on the back of her neck stood up like razors. Her eyes were half hidden by heavy lids, dark blue circles sitting beneath them. She wore a permanent frown on her face, almost looking as though she was about to take a nap.

The room around her was exploding with noise. Men, women, and aliens yelling, holding conversation, singing, and even...well Rose was hardly paying attention. The room was dark, dirty, and sticky. A catina meant for the worst of the galaxy, Pirates, smugglers, and fugitives from all governments of the galaxy. It was hardly the place for a young woman, especially one like her.

This was Lok.

Rose knew that, but that hadn't stopped her from coming here, that hadn't stopped her from wanting to come here. This cantina had been easily found. Despite its reputation for containing criminals of all sorts it had been rather well advertised, and with enough convincing it had been easy enough to receive a table.

So with a cup of an odd blackish liquid Rose sat within Brogar's Safe house.

She simply waited, watched, her body tense and her hand aching to grasp her lightsaber and slaughter each and every one of them.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Pasta Mo sleemo!" was loudly yelled and a low life was sent flying into a table by a tall, tailed and horned, white haired woman. Moving up to the low life she placed her foot on his chest and kept him pushed down. "When a woman says no it means no, now get out of my sight before I slice you up!" She then said as she revealed the slugthrower revolvers strapped to her thighs and her hands unsheathed the long sword on the right side of her hip and the scimitar at the left side, only revealing the steel though. She then gave the man a kick to the face and sheathed her swords again as she walked to the bar. "Give me Avedame juice.. on him." She then said to the bartender and pointed at the low life that was crawling away from her.

When she had a glass in her hands she turned to look at the scum that were eyeing her and growled at them. "Want a piece?" She growled angrily, which caused most to look away. Walking deeper into the cantina she came up to the booth were [member="Rose Kuhn"] sat. "You mind if I sit with you? we don't have to talk I just want to be left alone and by the looks of you, you too."

 

[Rose Kuhn]

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

Her eyebrow perked, but she said nothing.

The woman seemed to have defended herself, and quite honestly Rose respected that more than she respected anyone else in this place. Though she was young, she already realized that women in criminal syndicates faced an odd amount of adversity, at least until they established themselves as something more than simply a pretty face.

She eyed the other woman for a few more seconds.

Should she react harshly? Should she lash out?

For a moment Rose considered doing just that. A quick flick of her wrist to cut the woman with her lightsaber, a single spark of lightning dancing from her hand. It would have been easy, but it also would have been foolish.

Instead Rose simply looked up at the woman, nodding.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

"Thanks" Zreame said to the woman as she was allowed to take a seat opposite her in the booth.Moving a bit slowly as she adjusted the swords strapped around her hips unit she was half lying on the booth with her back against the wall. Her fingers traced and played a little around the glass in her hand as she let it rest against the table. Her tail moved into her jacket and pulled out a pack of Cigarillos. "Mind if I have a smoke?" She said as she retrieved the pack from her tail and pulled out a lighter. With both the pack and lighter in one hand she took a sip of her avedame juice with the other while she waited for [member="Rose Kuhn"] to reply to her question.

A woman alone in this Cantina meant she wanted to be left alone and Zreame would respect that, after all she was only there because her hire had left her there with only half of the promised fee and not even at the destination she wanted to be at. So instead she worked as a temporary mechanic at the space port to get enough creds to get off Lok as fast as she could.

 

[Rose Kuhn]

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

She shook her head.

Rose had never smoked in her life. Father had smoked, though he quit due to heart problems. To her knowledge mother had never smoked either. She knew that Lily had once or twice, maybe even more, but mostly she did it to be rebellious.

To her it had just seemed like something that would fill her lungs up, something that would get in the way of training and make it harder.

“Go ahead.” Rose said with a fluid voice, soothing almost. It was an ill fitting voice for a place like this, and she noted that one of them men leered at her. Bright blue eyes stared dagger back towards the man, though he was hardly discouraged. Rose considered smacking him, but decided it would entail too much effort...and likely start a fight.

She was here to watch and learn, nothing more.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Rose Kuhn"] [member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

The planet was a dump, and Jaster didn't want to be there, though could he do, he was to meet people on the planet. He got sick of waiting at the appointed meeting place, so he took his Marines and walked to the nearest bar, a hole in a wall if he ever seen one. This would have to suffice though he needed alcohol and quick before he strangled his men. They were trying to stop him from goin as Jaster walked off, but Jaster ignored them.

Before entering the bar Jaster turned to the two, "Tell those pirates, I'll meet them here if they want the job, I'm not acting like a fool to every person who looks like a pirate, the planets full of them, now go before your both on janitorial duty for a month."

The two men looked at each other then saluted Jaster, they jogged off in the direction of the space port. Jaster was relieved to see them leave, young, but quick to please the XO. Everyone of his crew was fearful of the man, but then again that why Jaster brought him along. He walked into the bar with a scowl, though no one could see it as he was wearing his helmet. He reached the bar, took off his helmet and let out a sigh.

"Please tell me you serve, Cassandra Sunrise here?" The bartender stopped what he was doin and looked confused. What was worse, the bartenders dumb face or that the drink wasn't available, "Fine, some Madalorian Ale, bring the bottle." Jaster payed the man when he returned and traded hands for the drink.

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame nodded towards [member="Rose Kuhn"] and smiled. "Thanks." She said as she lit the honey flavored cigarillo and honey scented smoke began to wisp lazily into the air above her. She took only very small drags of the cigarillo, mainly to just keep it lit as she didn't want to smoke it too fast since, as with most things the Cernun did, she wanted to enjoy it. When the armor clad man walked into the bar she took a note of him though he was hardly the only man wearing a full suit of armor in the joint, though his seemed better taken care of than the rest of them. [member="Jaster of clan Awaud"] seemed like most of the mandalorioans she had seen in her travels though the man did carry himself a little diffrently than most she'd seen. 'Hmm what could someone like that be doing here?' She thought as she was curious by nature and the man warranted curiosity given the location they were on.

After a small round of silence she couldn't help herself and looked at [member="Rose Kuhn"] with a friendly smile. "Um sorry if this bothers you but you wouldn't be in need of a mechanic/engineer?" She asked as she thought Rose was not only looking as out of place in the bar as Zreame herself but rather that she looked like she had the means to leave Lok easily.