Coruscant, Level 389
Sal's Saloon
Sal's Saloon
Trench had arranged for this meet, mainly due to the worries of his longtime friend and essentially, little sister @Bast Emblai . He didn't know all the situation, he just knew it had to do with @Corran Velt . Having worked the night shift the last three days, he was enjoying his first day off in two or three weeks. So, he could only think of one place to go: Sal's. It was a dive, one he had visited with Zad before the Ranger returned to the Outer Rim, but it was as close to home as Trench was going to get. They had cold drinks, and hot food. It also helped that Sal, a Zabrak was an avid fan of the Sector Rangers and that he'd been seeing Kalyzza, one of his bartenders.
He slowed his new ride to a stop in his personal spot, and powered down the engine, removing his comm to send a quick message to Kaly to let him know he was there. He let his current song come to an end before glancing at his comm again and powering it up. "Bast, hey kid. Come on through Sal's and drink with your brother, yeah? Besides, I got someone I want you to meet." He was about to exit his speeder again, when he thought better. He flicked his comm back on and searched through the list of Sector Rangers. "L.T, it's Trench. Meet me at Sal's, level 389. I think it's time we had some discussion." He'd cut the comm and pocket it, exiting the speeder and walking around the front of it to enter the bar.
He strolled to his usual spot, dressed in his usual attire. His badge was still on him, despite being off duty, only it was tucked under his shirt. He shot a grin to Kaly as he slid into his seat and flagged her down. "You already know what I want."
"Here? Now? Jericho.. I'm on the clock." she teased. "Double?" she asked as she turned to the shelf behind her and grabbed a bottle. "And.. are we doing anything tonight?"
"Always a double. And maybe, depending on how long this goes. I invited Bast." Trench said with a smirk.
"-The- Bast? Uh-oh, Officer. You're bringing kin around me now."
"Yeah, yeah, ain't like that. It's not dinner, it's drinks." He would take her hand as she set his glass down. "Thanks. Now don't do nothing weird or embarrassing. I'm also inviting Lt. Velt, so don't let that square jaw do nothing silly to you or I'll have to put him in a forever box." Jericho said with a laugh. He'd turn in his seat to watch the Huttball game, where none other than Bom Trady was mopping the floor with the rival team. "Kriffin android..." all he had to do now, was wait.
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