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A fight between the true Mandolorians and the false Mandolorians. Thai didn't even know there were multiple sects or even beliefs within them. Her experience with them thus far had only been Taldorak and now Laren, and the former did not speak of Mandolore. Nor did he speak of hordes of heretics...

Thai would pour the pilot another glass, though her eyes wandered around to the door in which Laren had slipped out of earlier. They remained their for only a moment before they jumped back to Aden just as she set his now full glass in front of him. "Sorry about all that," she would add in...

Liberate Mandalore? Thai might be a little embarrassed to admit she had zero clue about galactic politics. Zero fucks, too, if she were being honest. In her opinion, as long as nothing out there came down to affect her and her home, whatever. She wanted to ask about Mandalore, but she didn't...

Learn to handle a blaster? She could do that. Shoot accurately? As Laren could tell him... it wasn't too good. But free of Republic taxes? What a dream. "That's-" Thai wanted to agree, but the thought was a little scary. "Maybe one day." Thai certainly enjoyed traveling to Chandrila with Laren...

If Thai could blush, she might've. The togruta busied herself by doing as Tal instructed. The case was indeed filled with both credits and jars of sand. She would have quite the collection if he kept doing this. She appreciated the gesture though. It was like getting a little bit of each world...

"Oh, absolutely. Yes." Thai was enamored by the streaking blue lights of hyperspace. While she'd seen pictures of it, they were nothing compared to the actual thing. "To think we're traveling so fast that light is all we can see is mind-blowing." She would continue to look for a while before...

Well... Thai had tried her share of questionable alcohol in her time. She was very hesitant to try some of the concoctions some of the others had created, however. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger... Fuck it. The first drink was made by the energetic Eisa. It was bright neon green...

Green button... lever second to the right... Thai's eyes swept across the console until she found them. A finger pressed the green button, and a hand grasped and pulled down on the lever. The ship rumbled to life, and a smile crept up onto the Togruta's purple lips. She listened to his next...

"Hello!" Thai would give a friendly wave to any and all droids introduced to her. Though she was a bit concerned about the back and forth between Laren and them, she figured it was probably harmless. Though she was very curious. "Thank you, Laren." Thai would set her bag down by the seat and...

Ah, so he does have droids. She figured correctly. Thai had never really had droids around. Her father never bought any for the lounge (neither did she) and they never had any around the house. Nothing against them, she just much preferred the company of sentient living beings. Like Laren. "I'm...

"You don't seem like the kind of person to get lonely," Thai teased as she set the lock on the door behind them. With a smile like his, he probably had the ladies falling at his feet. Plus, if she were a Mandalorian tasked with traveling all across the galaxy going who knows what, she'd make a...

"Not... usually." Thai would respond to Aden from her seat in the lounge from across the room. Her cook, noticing Taldorak's return, had taken up her job at the bar temporary so she could have a moment to speak with Taldorak. "So, friends or more? Gotta know since I work with both of you."...

"I think..." Thai, again, paused to lean forward, as if she were about to reveal a secret to the host. "...that a woman should keep her secrets near and dear." Thai smiled and sat back, crossing her legs as she did so. "I do not have many secrets, Rich Magnum. But trust me when I saw that many...

"I've got everything I think I need. Travel-worthy clothes, passport, whatnot." Thai reached down and patted a small bag she'd packed for the trip. It didn't have much in it other than legal identifications and a couple loose credits just in case. She could be worried and overpack for a small...

"Of course, Nakadr." Thai reached under the counter, rummaged for a bottle of something similar to what she usually served Taldorak, then popped off the cork and tipped it into his flask. She still wasn't one hundred percent sure what he was doing here, but she was well aware of his connections...

Thai laughed a stood, giving the audience a twirl and a wink. The fabric of the dress spilled out into the air around her as she twirled, falling back into place as she stood still and sat back down. "Oh, I will try," she said in response to Rich asking if she would try to unwind. But she...

Thai was switching between idle chatting with Taldorak's bodyguards and checking her datapad when he re-entered the lounge. Several customers had decided to end their night after the commotion, which was unfortunate, but she wasn't worried about losing them as customers. Things like this...

Oh, yes. A beach world would be nice. Very fitting to the theme, as well! "Oh! Well," Thai let out a nervous laugh at his next question. She was about to name drop someone on live television and she wasn't sure how she was going to explain the connection. "This lovely, lovely dress is Billie...

Thai would lightly laugh at the man's flattery. She was well aware that the dress fit her well; it was very intentional. "I would gladly accept a glass of wine." Thai would receive the glass of wine with a quiet 'thank you' to whoever handed it to her--a waiter, guard or whatnot--before turned...

"Hello! Thank you, Rich." Thai would enter into the room with a smile and settle into the couch. Oh damn, I need some of this. The couch was probably the most comfortable thing she'd ever settled into, for sure. The curvy togruta crossed one leg over the other--dressed in a black evening dress...