Jazz Starr Cantina!

[Nirvana]

He just nodded when she asked of him to call her Geoferry, he would do so. Just to be nice to the girl that wanted to hide her real self, but for what ever reason she didn't want to attract peoples attention he didn't know, nor was he very interested in why. But as the conversation continued, perhaps he would later learn why she wanted to hide her other side. He shook his head when she asked if he wasn't much of a talker, no, he wasn't much of a talker most of the time.”What is this trade of yours that you have to bring joy to other people.” he asked with a calm voice.

 

[Niklas]

Matthew walked into the bar ith quiet footsteps. He kept his head low, and his breath silent. Fixer remained on the ship. Walking over to a booth, Matthew slid inside. He sat quietly. He listened to the conversations of others with some interest. He smell of perfume in the air tickled his nose. The bright lights offered no comfort for him. He kept his hand as near to his pistol as inconspicuously possible. The talk of a bounty hunter arose. Matthew continued to listen intently.

 

[TweedPawn]

Della nose twitched. Her occupation was complicated these days. She didn't feel comfortable calling herself a Jedi, yet she followed the path of the Light and sought to bring it to others. Her behavior in the past was very timid when compared to the bravado of the Knights. It was a complicated situation. One, Della hoped never to have to explain.

"I simply am on a mission to make the Galaxy a brighter place. I don't understand why we should imply accept things as the way they are."

 

[waffles1123]

Shindar was much too young to be wandering into nightclubs on purpose. Unfortunately, through getting confused amidst wandering the countless levels of Coruscant, she had ended up walking straight into one. She was only 14 years of age, recognizable as a Zabrak by the horns that crowned her skull and just as recognizable as a member of the Jedi order by the customary robes she wore. The current moment offered her an uncomfortableness that she had never yet experienced. She was nervous, being a young, quiet girl within the maze of the dark underworlds of Coruscant. There were certainly some shady characters, more than a few. Luckily none had yet approached her, and she did her best to maintain her serious and calm demeanor.

It wasn't often that the younger Jedi were allowed free time to explore Coruscant. Most days they were so busy with training, meditation, and various duties that they barely got time for anything else. On this particular free day, Shindar had set out not really knowing where she was headed. As chance would have it, lost is exactly what she got out of it. She took a deep breath, remembering to keep calm and follow her instincts. Her basic knowledge of the Force came in handy many times when she got lost within the Jedi Temple and could serve her well now. But something about the strange lights of this place fascinated her, made her want to explore a bit more. Most people didn't pay her more than a moment's attention, as they were far more interested in the drinks before them and the prospective females around them.

Shindar didn't go to the bar, but she found a seat in one of the more quiet sections of the club away from the crowded and horde-like activity. It was much better to watch the crowds than to be among them, she thought.

 

[Nirvana]

So she was on a a mission to make the galaxy a brighter place, he closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he thought about it. How would a single person be able to make the galaxy a brighter place, it wasn't possible for one person to change an entire galaxy into a brighter place. At least that was what he believed, he believed so after having endured so much pain, witnessed so much suffering and hatred. He had killed people to survive, he had fought against other people that were just trying to survive in a galaxy that didn't care. “Do you really think it is possible to make the galaxy a brighter place? Where there is so much suffering, hatred and killing in the galaxy.” he asked her and opened his eyes, looking her in the eyes as he awaited her reply.

 

[TweedPawn]

"I do. I see beauty thrive in the darkest of places. I have seen redemption and friendship in the heart of a Mandalorian. I have been shown love and compassion by a Zabrak, just like that girl that just came in. My life has been saved by snakes. I've been delivered from the mouths of foxes and wolves. Even now, you are opening yourself to me and I have not harmed you. I may not be able to bring a new era of peace on my own, but my actions mean the universe for the few I have been able to help. Is that not enough?" Della asked.

 

[Nirvana]

The moment she said the word mandalorian his pupils dilated, was she associated with the mandalorians? No, she couldn't be, she didn't seem like the person that would be able to endure the physical torment the training the mandalorians would put one through. But he couldn't know for sure if she was with them or not, not now at least. He had opened himself to her, perhaps he had done such a thing. Though had it been the right thing to do he couldn't tell, but he would be able to do so later on perhaps. But for now he didn't know.
“I don't know.” he replied to her, he really didn't know. Turning away from her he shook his head a few times, he had spent his life mostly on the run from something or someone just to stay alive. The one who he had ran away from had never showed him kindness, she had wanted him to become a warrior, one of them.

 

[TweedPawn]

Della smiled gently. The man was thinking. That was a good sign. If she could get him to start really looking at the Galaxy in a new kight, then she had done her job. From there, it would be up to this person to determine if he would try to see the goodness of his environment.

" I could let you give it some thought. But if you like, you can travel with me. I can show you everything through my eyes."

 

[Nirvana]

She offered him to travel with her? Why would she do something like that, she didn't even know him. See everything through her eyes, by traveling with her. He didn't know what to make of it, either the girl was so innocent and sweet that she didn't know the true meaning of being afraid, or the feeling you have when you fear for your life. But how would he know if she had known those feelings, he couldn't know it. “Kill her” he heard from the person sitting in front of him, fixating his eyes at the person his eyes became cold.”Why.” he asked him, the man sitting across the table just looked at him.”Because it's our nature, we kill to survive.” Hallelujah said.”Or do I have to take over like I did back then.” he said and grinned, the only reply Allelujah gave was to shake his head, no, he wouldn't kill this girl.

((OOC: Black Color means that it is his alter ego the speaks, though it's only a mental projection that Allelujah can see.))

 

[TweedPawn]

If anyone could talk of enduring suffering and finding hope, it was Della. She had been ripped from the seclusion of her planet by Sith who saw an opportunity to exploit her and the natives who had lived in total isolation from the rest of the Galaxy. She watched her brethren die before her. She was electrocuted and made to suffer. It was only when she took a chance and escape, did she find those who could save her and give her a chance to return home.

She had been taken in by the Jedi as a terrified girl who couldn't speak basic. So much had happened since then. She learned to forgive those that had caused her suffering. She experienced love. She saw acts of kindness grow to change lives. Della knew what she was talking about.

Her instincts triggered a warning. She had received these warnings before and they were rarely wrong. Della would have to be careful around this man, but she didn't entirely understand why.

"Why? Well, that's for you to answer."

 

[Nirvana]

Turning so that he saw the girl his eyes remained cold for a second, before going back to their normal friendlier look. So it was for him to answer why he should come with her, he didn't know why he would come with her and travel the galaxy with her.”It's for me to answer why I should travel with you?” he said and smirked a bit, it couldn't hurt now could it to travel with her now could it.
After having sighed he spoke again.”I will travel with you.” he said with a calm voice.

 

[TweedPawn]

"Well then! Isn't this exciting? I'll have to teach you a few things. First lesson, view everyone with the potential to do good. Like that Zabrak that just walked in. What do you make of her? " Della asked. Her face was warm and inviting.

 

[Nirvana]

To view everyone with the potential to be good, okay, it seemed easy enough at least. But if it was easy or not that was the question, though he would do his best he guessed. What he thought about the zabrak girl that just entered, turning so he could see her. Allelujah watched her for a few seconds, before starting to speak.”She seem to be a shy person as she takes a seat away from everyone, perhaps she isn't use to these crowds.” he said and turned so he could see 'Gefforey'.”At least that is what I think.”

 

[Sirocco]

(( http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?41057-Roy-the-hunter ))

A tall young man walked into the bar with a wide grin which widely expressed his amazement and enjoyment to finding such an awesome place to have a drink and meet new people. Roy's pale ginger hair was barely visible in contrast with the neon blue lighting and the dim darkness that made the atmosphere so calming. A man that followed the rules when they needed to be followed, Roy looked for a safe place to stash his utility belt and blaster before getting a drink. Unsuccessful in his clumsy search, Roy headed straight to the bar with his usual friendly smile on “HEY bar keep! You got an amazing place here, reminds me of the place I used to work at but flashier. Oh. Hello ma’am, please forgive my rude intrusion” Roy said said bowing down respectfully to Della with a swing of his hand before sitting down on a booth near Allelujah and Della to hopefully talk. Roy was a very handsome man in his own right with green eyes that glowed both with inner spirit and the lights of the bar which mixed well with his pale skin and freckles that gave him the cute farm boy look. The one notable flaw on his face which was not too aggravating was his broken nose he kept fixing after every fist fight with a lowly thug or a friendly brawl. Dressed in durasteel enforced tail coat and having a utility belt, he looked like an upcoming merc or bounty hunter with humble origins due to his lack of top notch equipment.

 

[Cpt.ittens]

Conner strode into the bar and checked himself over again, he was wearing a black suit with a shirt and no tie. He patted himself down feeling the small holdout pistol in the small of his back. Looking around he quickly made his way over to the darker more spacious portion of the bar and ordered himself two of the strongest drinks available. He looked around observing the rest of the bar, there was a feminine looking male and a larger one sitting at the bar, beside them was a boy who looked like a low end bounty hunter, and he spotted a small zabarack, way to small for this establishment i the corner.
With that he downed his second drink and ordered another.


(character : http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?41058-Conner-Tyrell)

 

[Niklas]

Matthew looked across at the two individuals who entered the bar. He was curious. He got a good look at the ginger, and whoa... His nose was reall f'ed up. He got an even better look at the other individuals. Who the hell are they? I hope they aren't planning on shooting up the place. They don't seem to be that kind of person. I wonder who they really are. Matthew drew his blaster and sat it on his lap, inconspicuously.

He whistled loudly, and motioned to both individuals. He had a proposition.

 

[Sirocco]

The loud whistle that came from behind immediately caught his attention as it seemed to be directed at him in some way, turning on the stool; Roy spotted the man sitting alone on the booth that was now motioning him to come over. Wandering what the man wanted from him and hoping for a great pay day “never mind about the drink for now, I again apologize for the inconvenience” Roy said, still hoping to find were to stash belt but thinking he bothered them long enough. Soon Roy walked down to the sitting man on the boot and stood before him, feeling safer if he kept enough distance to avoid a truly horrid assassination “hello there sir, what can I do for you? Please don’t mind the blaster” Roy said, pulling it out just enough to pull out the ammo container and slide it into a container in his belt to assure all around him that he did not intend to use the blaster in obedience to house rules.

 

[Niklas]

"Have a seat." Matthew motioned to the chair next to him. He got a good reading on this guy. He was up close and personal person. Just what he was looking for. Matthew needed someone like that for his crew. This is what he was waiting for. He had a cqb, and all he needed was a weapons specialist. And a medic. Matthew took one good look at the guy, and asked him a very serious question.


"have you ever killed anyone?"

 

[Sirocco]

Knowing all too well the little table tricks people could use to assassinate, Roy refused his command to sit down “before we talk and I sit down, please keep your hands up where I can see them please” Roy asked silently to keep the conversation to themselves tough he was thrilled that this may end to a job proposal. Declining to sit but more than willing to answer his questions Roy nodded simply “yes, I have killed plenty of low lives and thugs but a kill is a kill” Roy answered truth fully, actually in the middle of a very important hunt that meant the death or capture of a Mandolorian thug.

 

[Cpt.ittens]

Conner caught the motion the man made and strode over to him. As he sat he noted the pistol in the mans lap but pretended like he wasn't bothered by it. Conner glanced at the young ginger haired boy, and the man, no the boy next to him. He decided the ginger was entirely to cheeky for his tastes and turned to the blonde. " So Pony boy what is it you called me over hear for and how much does it pay?" He replied casually.