Veritas et Lux
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ooc... Misha didnt verbally say the confou about his father . It was a though of hers she held in
Misha turned around, curiosly with a smile on her face. She saw the other force users she sensed, she didnt know them, never seen them before but she didnt sense there was anything wrong with them. Just jedi. . .
"no, why? They just look like jedi.Do you?" she turned back around and looked at pete with a blank stare.
She could tell that he was acting a little weird. . . Hed changed personalitys almost three times since the beginning of the conversation. Misha wondered for a second if he was bipolar. She wanted him to leave...
He was drunk and by the end of the night he'd probably hurt somebody, or push misha to the point of running him in with her saber if she stayed near him any more.
And on that note misha decided it would be best to just leave herself. She reached out her credit chip and let the tender scan it.
[[EDIT: didn't see Tokuhara's post]]
"...oh I know these guys. I've known them all my life."
Tright spoke with a promise, to enjoy every second of this. He enjoys every second of a lot of things. Hey, he enjoys life; and even more so, he enjoys how he lives it. Though he did look a little strange with two guys tied up around him and a third itching to join in. But he still held onto that ace, and no one could do a thing about it.
"Remember this face, babe."
Tright gave no objection to Misha leaving, hoping the others might feel a bit more free to act on impulse without a respectable lady in their midst. Tright wasn't sure if she noticed the hair trigger. It was pretty much only in Anthony's line of sight once looking down. He almost didn't care. What Tright most looked forward to now was the angle in which he could watch her strut those curvy curves outa' here. What a sexy thing she was. Tright would remember her, most definitely.
Tright thought to himself. If she truly believed in the Force, then she'd know that they'd meet again. Tright giggled to himself, and maybe out-loud a little. Allowing this display of girlish delight, Tright let it shine all up in Anthony's face. His teethy grin was just asking for it. And his lifted puppy-dog eyebrows pleaded further still. And that angled tilt of the head so sarcastically. Ooo, he was begging for it.
Tright is best defined as 'a mess', and as such he was consistent.
OOC(MISHA DIDNTR LEAVE YET EITHER)
NOw noticing tat the amounts of force users in the bar were now crowding around her and mr.pete, she fwelt a hand slam down on her credit chip. She almost reacted as to a thief about to steal it, however by the time she turned around her head all she saw was a blastrer pointed down at her 'friend's' ribs.
She wasn't wanting any violence togo down this night, even worse, the force users became unruily. A padawan comming and punching him in the face.
"Hey! That is NOT the jedi code... "
She was quickly angry at the violence and hatred of Jedi towards someone, no matter how drunk and self-centered... She could defend herself.