Cups Up to Corellia Conquered

[Koil Solus]

Social for mandalorians celebrating the conquest of Corellia
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Once again the establishment for partying was almost becoming a regular place to go to after the Mandalorians made a significant blow towards the their enemies. Each time there were new faces, more people joining the Mandalorians' cause.

With all that being said sometimes the battlefield did not allow for one's aggression to get completely released. A celebration was in order so knocking two birds out with one event was perfect.

Koil stood around the constructed matted ring. Ropes bordered it and keeping everyone else out for the time being. He had just arrived and was still wearing his helmet from flying his swoop bike. Few people had arrived so far but hopefully that would change. A droid attendant stood nearby to monitor any matches and also take bets if people felt like it.

There was still betting tables off to one side for those that wanted to do some casual gambling. Screens of various sports and a bar stocked with enough alcohol to give half the planet alcohol poisoning probably. Burkhart was somewhere in the background setting things up. There did not seem to be any gloves around though. Apparently any boxing was going on tonight was to be done with bare knuckles. The Echani was fine with that.

Taking off his outer jacket he passed it to the bartender who would put it behind the counter. wearing nothing but a T-shirt underneath his sleeves of ink were visible for the first time in a long time.

Just like the last party there was a raffle in place. A board posted to one side had the information. There would be a drawing and people would get some prizes.

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First: An upgraded Waxa-scout ship "The Rascal
Second: A military grade power core
Third: A free tattoo at Koil's tattoo parlor
Fourth: A free night of drinking at the Charred Arch
Fifth: You get to order Koil to do one thing (within reason)
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dice roll thread with rules here​

The last party had ended up with everybody getting wasted before the actual drawing could happen. Hopefully that would not happen this time. At least part of Koil hoped it would since it seemed he was still on the board for orders.

 

[Juulius Kryze]

Juulius hasn’t been in the company of a gathered group of his people since the duel that decided their leader on Mandalore. Arriving by airtaxi he would make his way to the venue, information disseminated to him from ranking mandalorians which coaxed him into showing up. Celebration for another hard fought victory, a reason enough to get together outside of meetings and battles; moving into the bar he would look around noticing a few faces.

Juulius was in simple attire, a hooded sweatshirt overtop of a Tech-Head’s Digest T-shirt and some loosefitting joggers of a tan/brown variety. A fannypack with a Spaddidas logo was worn crossbody and carried his essentials like keys, his holocomm and datapad along with a pack of smokes. Looking to Koil the only one present he remembered having words with on the day of the duel he would speak up to get his attention. ”Do you know if we can smoke in here...?” Juulius would ask with an even tone while eyeing the board of prizes and moving to draw a number while he waited for a response.

 

[William Hackett Solus]

William heard about the conquering of Corellia and would have joined if it hadn't been for his time in the wilderness. The bar seemed to have some amazing alcohol, really getting the blood to flow. "Ha, I raise you with another 200 credits!" Said William with a wide smile as he played against a couple of other people at the party. With a large glass of meat at his side, William felt great. The game seemed to favour him, as he walked away with a good among of money.

William was wearing his more civilian look, than his heavy armour, he usually had on. Still wearing his long coat, with a comfortable open hoodie underneath and some trousers closed tightly at the angles by his boots. Emptying this drink, William went for the bar to get another drink, as she still didn't feel affected by the alcohol. He was hoping more would turn up, though. He left the bar with a new drink in his hand and headed for the board, to chip in and try his luck with the board and drew his number.

 

[Birdmando]

And the Mandalorians are celebrating the conquest of Corellia. Parek Kelborn was there at a vital production facity, he and Drace Solus along with a number of other Mandalorians walked in and there and they walked out and shut it down. After a job well done, Parek Kelborn now has his own pair of Mandalorian vambraces, along with some jetboots and a wrist-repulsor. The birdy wanted to be a bonified warrior like the others and he did what was asked of him and did not disappoint in his first engagement against the Sith. The capture of Corellia is a huge victory for the Mandalorians, as they have breached the Core Worlds. The Imperial dogs should be very afraid.

Unlike some of the other Mandalorians that were wearing civilian clothing, the Birdmando was wearing his armor like a lot of other Mandalorians a lot of the time. With a helmet custom made for his peacock-shaped head and his wings visible and his tail hanging out, it's really obvious he's a walking bird wearing mando armor. After getting a full view of the bar after coming in, he would then go over towards the bar and have a seat.

 

[Shorwarr Kelborn]

Shorwarr had come a bit after Koil, this time clad with his armour, and was playing some holochess with a red-skinned Togruta male who looked like some kind of mercenary, but definitely not a Mandalorian. "Your turn" the Twi'lek said in Huttese. Shorwarr looked at the board, pondering the move...

 

[Burkhart Kelborn]

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"Put that blooody thang doon!" He shouted in the back at one of the loader droids. The automiton looked at him as if it was too complicated of a command for it to comprehend. Burkhart just dropped his head in disapointment and matched it with a sigh. "Wot ever joost poot it whereevar ya blooody mook." He added a dsimissive cybernetic hand wave towards the droid as he turned to head back into the main area of his establishment.

Burkhart liked being a good host. Actually that was an understatement. He wanted to be an amazing host. His father, his biological and chosen mandalorian father, being a bartender and establishment owner had instilled this in him. Walking over to the bar and lifting up the collapsible counter and then dropping it he was ready to serve people drinks. "Make sure tha froots coot alrrigh? An where's the... oh wait there it is." The bartender droid glanced at him but otherwise carried on. This was not its first Mandalorian party.

Some scraggly man approached looking like he could use one, or maybe five more drinks before he started to get inebriated. Burkhart had just the thing and poured several shots worth of tihaar in with some juice to make a Concordian Sunrise. (@Raven_41 ).

The ginger mandalorian was not the only one that stuck out. A brightly feathered avian warrior made his way to the bar and Burkhart reached out his cybernetic arm to great his fellow clan mate. Despite the fact that he was Alor of Clan Kelborn he welcomed all members of his clan like brothers and sisters. "AAAYYY, Parek! First rounds on me Mate!" Not only was the bird Mandalorian a fellow clan mate but he had also participated in the Corellian campaign emerging victorious. If that was not worthy of a free drink then he was not sure what was. "Fook it you drink free fer the rest ov tha noyt!" As he said that he passed a shot across the counter without waiting to hear what he wanted to order. There were other Kelborn clanmates around but nobody nearby that he had taken notice of at the moment.

@Faster Than Light

 

[Koil Solus]

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The mandalorian turned his head over to the man who was first to arrive. "Think so. Burkart always smokes his cigaras but he's the owner. Never seen anybody stopped in the past." He shrugged and let the man smoke at his own risk. "Juulius right?" He asked wondering if he had remembered the name correctly.

Looking over at a loud red headed man Koil cocked an eyebrow. He smiled though at seeing the man seemed to be having a good time. The wookiee kelborn, Shorwarr, seldom seen except at events like this it seemed, was deep in thought of his game. That was what this whole thing was for. The Mandalorians had won Corellia, they had taken Kuat, and defended Kessel. The War Councilor was proud to say the least. So much had happened since they had taken over Imperial Hutta space. Even more had happened since they had begun reaching out of traditional Mandalorian Space.

A moment later he wondered if someone had called in some kind of dance with fancy performers. Then he realized it was none other than Parek Kelborn. Koil had never met the avian warrior but had heard about him from others here and there. A slight chuckle at how the being appeared reached his chest. But he was not alone it seemed. Drace was there trailing behind, looking perhaps a little glum or lost in thought. The tattooed man would be sure to get them both a drink later that evening. But it seemed he would be beat to the punch as the large Morling owner of the establishment came into view. Koil gave him a nod and knew that the Field Marshal would get him his usual beverage. Something sweet with a straw.

There were things on the holo projection too. The Emperor in Paradise was showing on a few different screens though some of them were doing reruns of old episodes. There was even the interview of that Xai woman on a projector while the others were showing the newer episodes. But one episode made Koil's jaw work a bit. Solone Wren, a woman he had heard good things about was turning out to look like a traitor.

@Rimrald @Raven_41 @samdragon @Faster Than Light

 

[Shorwarr Kelborn]

At some point a disappointed groan from the Twi'lek came out. "How could you beat me dammit? I'm sure you cheated!" he said. The Wookiee laughed softly as he said so, and glares at the man with his sane eye. "And they say that we Wookiees are sore losers." he chuckled some and took the money the Twi'lek had bet.

 

[William Hackett Solus]

Walking from the board, Will gave a wide smile by Burkhart's invitation as he poured all those shots. "Oya!" exclaimed Will loudly as he raised the first shot and topped it all down. The great burning sensation of the tihaar spirit as it ran down the throat, was one of the best shab Will knew, that way you knew you were alive. Now the thing about Will, he needed a lot of alcohol, to get drunk, even more, to drop, but Burkhart had the right idea. "Mandokarla" shouted Will yet again as she downed the second shot of tihaar with juice in, but this time it was directed at Burkhart.

He looked around the room, where did all the Mando's go? Were they at a farking funeral? "Am I really going to be to only one that going to drink and knows how to drink?!" Asked Will as a challenge. It was a room full of damn Mandalorian, no way, no one wouldn't jump to his challenge and show he was wrong. Will bottomed another shot and turned the glass around and placed it down again.

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