Cantina Blues

[Ender]

Tatooine

Colonel Jaller Vetor, formerly Sergeant Jaller Vetor of SOLAG, sat at the bar hunched over is drink. Cheap music floated around the air, and the Colonel just sat there. It was a quiet, lazy day and Jaller had given himself the rest of the day off. The human was in charge of all Hutt military operations on Tatooine. An easy job, if you asked him. Make sure the smugglers were in line and such. He knocked back another shot, and leaned back. His slug thrower pistol hung from a holster on his belt, and he had desert gear over his military uniform. Sighing, he took a glance around the room.

 

[YOLT]

The weekend meant one thing,bartending. Makina handed a glass of alcohol to a patron and went on with her job. As she put the bottle back and went to cleaning a glass she noticed the man finish his shot and lean back. She set the glass down and walked over. Makina stood behind him and placed a hand on the bar as she asked him,"You want another?" She gathered a stray glass that someone had left in front of the seat beside him as she waited on a response.

 

[Fusion]

Having finished work on a swoop bike, Barac Subhic decided it was time to head into town and enjoy some time at the cantina. Entering the building in a black muscle shirt with the shop logo on it and a pair of cargo pants, a pulse-wave blaster pistol on his hip in a holster on his webbing belt, he sat down at the bar, recognizing the bartender.

Makina! Hit me with a Corellian ale, would ya?

His voice showed the slightest sense of affection mixed with moderate doses of humor.

 

[YOLT]

She turned and a smile appeared as she noticed the person calling to her. "Comin' right up Barac!" With practiced ease she slid a bottle and a glass out and slid the filled glass across to him. She stayed in front of him still smiling her crooked half smile. Another plus is that you knew almost everyone who came in and in some cases knew exactly what the regulars liked.

 

[Fusion]

The self-employed technician grinned as the bottle and glass slid down the bar to him. It made her smile how well Makina had learned how to bartend. After all, Barac didn't just come to cantinas for the drinks or the hot women, no. he came for the skill of the bartenders as well. Motioning to her, he spoke in a normal tone.

I got an order from one of the companies around here. They need some sort of starfighter, and I of course can't do things all on my own. I was wondering if maybe you'd be interested in helping me out.

 

[YOLT]

"Sure. What kind of starfighter?" Her curiosity got the better of her and she found herself intrigued by the offer. Business was getting slow lately and though she was getting by on what little work she did have she was always up for a challenge. And she didn't mind helping a friend out. A shout for a Dodbri whiskey was heard from across the bar and she made her way over, served the person then came back over.

 

[Fusion]

Something light and fast. I dunno what they're looking for exactly, but they want 4 of them, and they gave me a bare minimum of what they wanted.

Barac took a sip of his Corellian ale before continuing.

You're a good friend and all... That's why I came to you and not someone affiliated with the Hutts. They'd take my design and use it on the poor people around here.

 

[YOLT]

Makina scowled and nodded. "You got that right. I'll help of course. When would you like to get started?" She grabbed herself a glass and poured some ale in. She drunk half of it in one gulp and finished the rest in small sips. One glass wouldn't make her even close to drunk which she couldn't afford to become and she cleaned the glass quickly then put it away. Nobody would mind her having a drink of course but she almost never did it and it was a rare treat.

 

[Fusion]

Would you be fine with starting after the end of your shift? There'll be plenty of drinks and food back at my place.

Barac lived in his shop. It was the most economical way for him to work and save money.

 

[YOLT]

She glanced at her watch and nodded. "My shift ends in half an hour. I can meet you there or you can hang around if you want."

 

[Fusion]

I might as well stick around here. Not like I have anything else to do... Besides, maybe I can help you mix up some of my traditional world-famous Hyperdrive Cocktails.

He grinned at this last part. Barac did like attractive women, as did most men, but he always considered Makina something more then just a form of eye candy.

 

[YOLT]

She laughed. "I'd enjoy some company. It's slow tonight anyways." She looked around at the scattered groups either seated at booths or at the bar. Only thing she really had to do was give refills and drinks. And listen for the latest gossip her own little added job requirement.

 

[Fusion]

Barac smiled and got behind the counter. When they saw him there, it meant only one thing: Hyperdrive Cocktails were available once again. Only Mr. Subhic himself knew the precise blend of alcoholic drinks that needed to go into this notable drink for it to taste the way it did.

​Let's start the serving.

 

[YOLT]

She nods at him and watches as a few notice him there and motion to their friends before making their way up. It never ceased to amaze her. She did have to admit she knew why they always came,the drinks were amazing. It was too bad he wouldn't tell her the secret. Not that she had ever asked...

 

[Fusion]

Reaching over to the bar's cabinet of fine spirits, Barac began to carefully mix together a prime cocktail of liquids. Pulling a grater out, he carefully grated a bit of rusted iron over the top of the drink, which glowed a light blue as he handed it to the first person at the bar. Deciding now was a good time to joke with Makina, he turned to her.

Delicious... If you were paying close enough attention, you'd be able to make Hyperdrive Cocktails as good as mine.

 

[YOLT]

She shook her head,"It's your secret. I'll let you keep it."

 

[Fusion]

Are you sure?

Barac decided to tease her a bit. He kept his eyes on her, reaching with his hands as he made another Hyperdrive Cocktail.

You look good as usual, Makina.

Complementing her appearance, Barac slid the drink along the counter to the next patron.

Sure you don't want to learn how to make it? I mean, if I can complement you on how hot ya are and all while still making the best damn drink in Anchorhead, I could definitely teach you how to make this... If you want to know, that is.

 

[YOLT]

Makina chuckled at his comments. "By now you should know that flattery gets you nowhere. And I don't want to know. We get more business if they only get it on special occasions." She smiled at the last part.

 

[Fusion]

Oh come now, Makina... Don't leave me hanging with a "flattery gets you nowhere" remark. I can tell as well as you do that you like me. It's the only reason you haven't broken a bottle of Corellian Ale over my head yet.

As he joked with her, Barac made yet another drink.

 

[YOLT]

"I've thought about it oh so many times but my boss wouldn't like me breaking a good bottle of ale over someone like you." She did think about it. Every time he said "hit me with a corellian ale." She smirked at him as she leaned on the counter behind her. It was obvious by the mischeivous gleam in her eye that she was just going along.