A bit on the small side

[Aaron Corinth]

Aaron witnessed the exchange between the Mandalorian and this Zabrak named Kanari. This just gets more interesting by the minute. "I see, these hutts must keep you pretty busy," he said to the man.

Aaron watched as the jawa began to scrawl on the napkin in front of him in odd looking characters. "Hey, what are your writing and more interesting is who are you writing to? You still haven't answered as to what your problem is little guy," Aaron remarked to the jawa.

He then glanced to the Zabrak who looked a bit on edge and the other man, Logan, who obviously enjoyed his liquor. "How about another drink to cool things down a bit?" He asked them.

Aaron sighed and took one of the available seats at the table. Things are just getting worse and worse. I need to get out of here before things get out of hand.

 

[Canora Sabresong]

"Not-for... you... to see." Said the jawa under his breath after the comment about his writing. He had written it in just a way that only Canora Canarjas Sabresong herself could read it easily. Should've written it in jawaease... he thought to himself.


"Well I'm sure most... other parties here would enjoy more alcahol," Said the zabrak sith uncomfortably.

 

[ShadowMandalore]

"Easy credits for a wealthy bounty hunter. You don't say, zabrak ?" The mandalorian walked arounded the force sensitive at a certain distance, keeping his hand on his holster.

 

[Canora Sabresong]

"Hey, now, If you have a problem with me, you have a problem with the cult of Sabresong. I have never seen you in my life before, but I would be glad enough to end yours if provoked!!!" Said the zabrak, each 'r' of her sentance was hevilly rolled and as her voice rose it grew to a loud, snakelike hiss. Hey eyes were glowing bright orange, and she stood and shifted her weight so that it was supported heavilly on her left foot, which was behind her. She was more than a bit offended.

 

[FrostFall]

Logan throws his arms in the air YES !!!! perfect idea here sit down take your hand off your gun and ill fetch another bottle of wine for us all to drink even though Logan had consumed enough to knock out a wookie Logan was still going strong he looked to be celebrating but with no sine to the reason why he was celebrating

 

[Aaron Corinth]

Aaron watched the mandalorian now walking around the table especially eying the Zabrak. The Zabrak was beginning to act very defensively and obviously was offended by the close eye and questions the mandalorian was asking of her. Geeze, this guy is just trying to start trouble.

Aaron stood and stepped in front of the mandalorian, "She said she didn't do it, why don't you trust her word. The last thing we want is a misunderstanding," he told the mandalorian.

Aaron stepped back to keep everyone in view and dropped his hand on to one of his smaller vibroblades and the other hand dropped to his blaster. I sure hope it doesn't come to this. He eyed the mandalorian and zabrak carefully, analyzing their movements.

The apparent alcoholic of the group was ready for more drinks and like Aaron did not want this to develop into a confrontation. This is just getting better and better.

 

[FrostFall]

Logan came back from the bar placing five glasses on the table and started pouring i hope you like Bespin port such a special occasion demands a special drink he picks up his drink and raises it to make a toast HERE'S to us

 

[ShadowMandalore]

The mandalorian turned his view to the man bringing in the glasses with the Bespin port. "You do know your brands, I give you that......."

 

[FrostFall]

when your in my kind of business there's three things you learn time keeping,never ask questions and which alcohol is best for celebrations

 

[Canora Sabresong]

During this time, the zabrak had calmed down somewhat, having resheathed her vibrosword and settled back down onto her chair. Her left hand rested on her lightsabre hilt, but in habit rather than anticipation of use. The jawa tossed the handwritten note to her, and she caught it in her free hand. Pocketing the note quickly, she turned back to the others in the room.

Behind her, at the other end of the table, Skyrell was playing some odd form of fetch with his pet massif, Cajjus'lii, throwing a spherical object directly above the reptillian beast and watching it jump up to catch it in it's jaws.

 

[Aaron Corinth]

Aaron sighed, What is it with these people, I'm going to fight, No I'm not, I'm going to fight, No lets just drink. He took his glass of the red acrid smelling drink. I have had too much to drink as it is, I believe its time to get out of here. He set the glass back on the table, "One of you can have mine."

He turned to the Zabrak and anyone else that would listen, "Do you know a way out of here, I was dumped off on this planet, and I do believe its time to find somewhere else to go."

 

[Canora Sabresong]

The zabrak shrugged and said "Personally, I just hitchhiked here from across the galexy. If you want someone who knows the planet, ask Skyrellkzi," gesturing to the jawa on the opposite side of the table. Upon hearing his nickname, The left ear of the jawa, who's hood had fallen back over his sholder, perked up like that of a large cat.

 

[FrostFall]

there are plenty of ship's willing to take passengers off world for the right price. I would offer my ship for service however my crew are delivering a package to a very annoying toydarian who doesn't like me very much so my ship is crew less for the next week or so since he do's like to make me wait while he pampers my crew he picks up his bottle but stops just before taking a sip hell i could fly you if it's not to far away i mean im nearly at my drink and fly limit anyway

 

[Aaron Corinth]

Aaron turned to the small group, "Well, I appreciate the help and the conversation, I won't say it wasn't interesting. I look forward to meeting you again. He nodded to the group and turned to walk towards the door. He waited for the door to open and exited the establishment. He stepped out into the bright double sunshine of Tatooine.

He turned from the entrance of the cantina and headed to the right passing a small group of jawas. The buildings on both sides were the standard white sandstone style popular in Tatooine. He made his way down the wide street headed toward the city's spaceport. He walked slowly, aware of his surroundings, and more so of the people and vehicles on the street. The city spaceport was a busy place, there were all kinds of species bustling around a number of ships in the area. The area was a large round hole in the wall, with alcoves lining all of one side. There were several men seated in makeshift "bar" areas and several more seated behind desks. There was a single man standing behind a podium in front of the alcove, he walked up to the man behind the podium, a human middle aged male with a scowl on his face. "Do you know who would provide transport for me off of this space rock?" He asked the man.

The man glanced over him with a look of disgust, "And who are you stranger?"

"I am Aaron and I am looking for a good pilot and/or ship to get off this planet," he replied with a cold dead look in his hazel eyes.

"I happen to know just the man who could be of service to you," the man quickly responded with an almost apologetic tone. The man walked over to another human seated behind a desk in one of the closer alcoves. "Boris, do you have a ship or way off this planet today?"

"For a price, anything can be done," the man named Boris replied, with a cursory look over the newcomer. "I happen to have a ship leaving in the next few minutes headed to Corellia."

"What might I ask will be the cost of this adventure?" Aaron asked cautiously.

"A simple flat rate of 200 credits and you will be good to go," the man smiled uncomfortably.

Aaron sighed. This could get interesting, but it appears to be the easiest way out of here and I can meet back up with my parents. He handed the 200 credits over to the man named Boris, who in turn handed him directions and a ticket for passage, and followed his directions to a moderate sized freighter. He met the captain, Sabrina, at the door of the ship. She read the ticket and motioned for Aaron to follow. She pointed him towards one of the smaller rooms in the center of the ship. The room was stocked with a small fold up bed by the wall and a desk in the corner with a single chair with a harness attached to it. "That one is yours, try to avoid trouble," she said with a wink as she headed towards the cockpit. He took a seat by the small desk present in the room and strapped himself in. Shortly thereafter he felt the familiar sensation of floating on repulsor lifts and a sudden burst of speed firing the ship up into the atmosphere. Here we go again, hopefully back home this time.