Running into someone

[Nirvana]

“A club.” he said and moved out of the way for a bulky trandoshan, though unknown to the trandoshan he also snatched a few credit chips from him. But not that he would notice it, and probably she wouldn't either notice it unless she paid attention to his hands. Instead of elaborating why they were going to a club he looked around him the eyes a hunter would have that was chasing a prey, and upon locating his target. In this case it was the sign to the club which his friend owned, he started to walk a bit faster then before.”You should hide your weapon, they don't like jedi to much at that place.”

 

[Holiday]

As Allelujah mentioned that Holiday should hide her weapon, she agreed. At first she wondered how she would hide it, but then an idea came to mind. She unclipped the weapon from her belt and tucked it up into her sleeve, where it couldn't be seen. The spot was perfect because it couldn't be seen, yet if violence erupted, she would be able to flick it out at a moment's notice.

"It is," she said to Allelujah as she continued to follow him, trying to stick close to him. He knew this place, she didn't. The last thing that needed to happen was for her to get lost, especially in a place where they hated Jedi more than they already did in the Underworld.

 

[Nirvana]

He just nodded after she spoke to show that he had acknowledged what she said, after walking a few minutes they reached the club. A bouncer that stood outside held up his hand and stopped them, looking at both of them before bringing up a small datapad.”State your name.” the bouncer said with a quite distinct accent.”Allelujah Haptism.” Allelujah said with a calm voice, waiting for the bouncer to find his name on the list. After a minute or so the bouncer just shook his head.”Sorry kid, your not on the list. Now beat it.” the burly bouncer said, sighing Allelujah just shook his head a few times before speaking.”Really Grovarsh, do you want me to get your boss to come down here and kid you in the quads before letting me in?” he asked with a serious tone before bursting into laughter, about the same time as Gorvarsh did.”Sorry Alle, you know i'm just messing with you.” Gorvarsh replied.”Yeah yeah, like you always do. Now open the door you squig.” Allelujah said while laughing, with a rumbling laughter did the doors open to the club and both Allelujah and Holiday could enter.

Allelujah dropped of his jacket to a petite girl clad in some sort of dancing outfit who was working in the wardrobe, and offered holiday that she could do the same if she wanted to do so. Holidays question about him being armed should now be pretty clear, a shoulder holster with a blaster in it that could be seen on his upper body. Along with a few cylindrical objects on his lower back, the same sort that he had used earlier.

Waiting a moment for Holiday to decide what she wanted to do, before moving further in to the club and starting to search for a table that was shut off from the rest of the club. A bit more so then the other tables. As a waitress went by Allelujah he grabbed her by the arm gently, whispering something to her to which she just nodded as a response. In a few minutes his friend would show up at the table where they had taken a seat at. Finding a seat not long after the short conversation with the waitress did he sit down at one of the more remote tables in the club, where the volume of the music was low enough to have a normal conversation.


((OOC: Entierly out of the blue. Inoriiiiiii.))

 

[Holiday]

Holiday pondered for a moment as the girl offered to take her robe. She didn't want to seem suspicious to anyone else in the club, so perhaps it was best simply to hand it over? She smiled as she slid off the robe and handed it to the girl, quickly tucking away her lightsaber into the folds of her tunic. It wasn't as practical as keeping it tucked up into her sleeve, but it would suffice none the less. She wouldn't have immediate access to it, but it would still remain hidden and still be accessible which was better than nothing at all. Holiday followed Allelujah over to the table and sat down beside him, making sure that her lightsaber wouldn't glint in the light from the club.

There's a lot of people here, Holiday thought to herself. "Forgive my skepticism," Holiday said, looking over at Allelujah, "but are you sure we can trust these people? You no doubt seemed friendly enough with the guard, but... I always have my doubts. Cautionary, I suppose you could say."

 

[Nirvana]

The question that she asked made him laugh for a moment.”If we can trust them?” shaking his head a bit he continued.”I wouldn't trust them for a minute, but the owner of the place. I'd trust him with my life.” Allelujah told Holiday, even if they couldn't trust the people that was in here. They could trust his friend, and that if anyone tried to start a fight. That the guards and automated defense system would take care of it, under his years of being taken care of this person. There hadn't been a single fight in the club due to the guards and the system.

“Are you hungry?” Allelujah asked her, he was hungry at least. So he would get something to eat at least, if she wanted something she would get it. Besides the information that she needed about the man that she was chasing already.

 

[Holiday]

Holiday decided to hold Allelujah to his word. She hoped that he was right, and part of her was telling her that he was. More times than not, her gut instinct was correct. At the mention of food, she felt her stomach churn and rumble. She hadn't entertained the notion of food since she had arrived on Coruscant, and only now realized how hungry she was after a long and exasperating defeats in her pursuit.

"That would be lovely," she said. "I'm not entirely picky about what it is, but I would prefer it be..." She paused and looked at her surroundings. It was a club, and she was never sure how reliable places like this could be with their production of food. She tried to quell the cautionary side of her, but not to much avail. "Substantial," she said at last, finishing her previous sentence. She assumed that Allelujah would know what she meant.

 

[Nirvana]

“Alright, then food it is.” he said and smiled and leaned forward over the table, reaching under the table he pulled out two menus. Handing one of them over to Holiday.”Well, take your pick.” he said and started to look through his own menu. Now what to choose was the question, there was a number of courses that seemed delicious, but he would go with what he usually ate when visited this place. Putting back the menu under the table he pressed his thumb against a small tablet on the table, waiting a few seconds he soon heard a voice that asked what he wanted to order.”A number 37 and a....” in the silence that followed after the and, he looked towards Holiday. Waiting for her to say what she wanted to eat.

 

[Holiday]

"A number thirteen, please."

Holiday folded up the menu and put it back where Allelujah had gotten it. All of the pictures for the food on the menu looked delicious, but it had yet to be seen if the food itself would be as it appeared on the menu. She had went with something simple, yet filling, which was all she really needed. She was also surprised that an automated voice had asked the pair what they wanted to eat, instead of a waiter, a waitress or even a protocol droid. In the silence that followed after their order, Holiday thought it a good idea to attempt to get to know her companion a little bit more.

"How long have you been in your 'business?'" she asked, refraining from calling it anything other than a business. Allelujah undoubtedly didn't feel like describing exactly what it was that he did, and she understood fully. She thought it best to keep the topic simple and unspecified, and move on to her next question, "And how do you know the owner of this place? How long have you known each other?

 

[Nirvana]

“Just a few months, wouldn't have to do the business if I hadn't made a mistake. But not much I can do about that now can I, just gotta make due.” was the answer she got about how long he had been in his business. The second question she asked was something that he didn't really want to talk about really, though he could at least say something he guessed.”Known him since I was a kid.” he left it at that for now, hopefully she would understand that he didn't want to talk about his background.

 

[Holiday]

"I see."

That was all that Holiday had to say. It was clear that Allelujah didn't want to really talk about himself at all. If he didn't want to, she wasn't going to make him. It was his life, so it was his business. Instead, Holiday simply sat and fidgeted for a moment as she waited for their food to arrive. She didn't really know what to talk about; Allelujah wasn't interested in talking about himself, he hadn't asked a lot of questions about her, and she already told him what her mission was.

How flustering... she thought to herself. She had never been stuck in a situation like this before, and didn't know at all what to do. I suppose I should just keep my mouth shut and wait for my food...

 

[Nirvana]

As the minutes went on Allelujah started to wonder why his friend hadn't shown up, he should have gotten to them already. But for some reason he hadn't even shown up yet, though he guessed that the reason for that was because there was something else that occupied him at the moment. And that he would come and see them after he had taken care of that matter, what ever that it might have been. Leaning back against the wall he closed his eyes, within a minute he started to mumble about things he had seen when he was a kid. During his time in the “ward” that the doctors called it, but in reality. It was something completely different.

Chuckling a bit he remembered one of the days particularly well, the day when he would never be alone again. It was a side effect that had happened because of a few tests and simulations that day, he remembered it so well that he could almost relive every moment of that day. How he was even able to remember all of it was because of what happened there, not something that a child should have to endure.

 

[Holiday]

It wasn't much longer before the duo's food arrived. The waitress set Allelujah's food in front of him, then Holiday's in front of her. She had ordered a simple bowl of noodles to sate her appetite while they waited for Allelujah's contact. She took the provided silverware and dipped her fork into it, twirling the noodles into a coil on the prongs. She took a bite, pleasantly surprised at how good the food was. She hadn't expected the food to be any good.

"So, any idea where he is?" Holiday asked once she finished chewing. She repeated the process, taking another hungry chomp at her food.

 

[Nirvana]

Allelujah just shrugged when she asked him if he had any idea where he was, most likely he was in a meting or something that took longer then he had expected, or was trying to end a meeting as soon as possible to go and meet with them. Though that seemed to be going not to well really, but he couldn't blame him for that. Some people just don't know when to leave after they are being told that a meeting is over, so it was understandable.”Most likely he is in a meeting.” Allelujah said as he used the chopsticks to pick us a bit of rise and a fried piece of chicken, the meal he had ordered was a three course one. Fried chicken pieces, three skewer with beef on it dipped in a sort of sauce, bamboo shoots with slices of nerf steak and finally a bowl of rice. With the way his body was his metabolism worked faster then that of a normal human, and he needed more food to keep his energy up.“He will most likely come as soon as he can, though some people don't know when to leave.”

 

[Holiday]

Holiday simply nodded as Allelujah said where the man might be. There was no telling for certain, and she could only hope that no harm had befallen him. It seemed like he was her only lead to find the man she was pursuing, and it was a lead she couldn't afford to lose. She felt more and more uneasy the longer they remained in the club, however. If anyone was able to find out who, or what, Holiday was, she was sure there would be an abundance of people who would quickly become her enemies. The last thing she needed was to be the target of every soul in the Underworld.

"I hope he's all right," Holiday said plainly. She finished her bowl of noodles and pushed it away. "You sure it's just a meeting?"

 

[Nirvana]

He just nodded when she said that she hoped that his friend was all right, though he didn't doubt the mans capability to survive and endure what the planet could throw at him. Over the course of the years he had known the man, he had proven to be a very difficult man to kill. Surviving where others wouldn't survive and emerge stronger then before, just as anyone with a strong enough will would. If you wanted to survive, you would do anything to make that happen.”Nope.” he said plainly and continued to eat.”But most of the time it is.” he said and leaned back against the wall for a bit.

 

[Holiday]

Most of the time? I have a feeling this could get very ugly, very fast...

Holiday kept her doubts to herself, watching a droid pick up the dirty dishes she had finished using. The droid wheeled away after a short burst of thanking beeps and whistles, acknowledging that she had been a patron for this establishment. She didn't like the fact that Allelujah didn't know what his contact was up to, but she had no choice but to wait and see what happened.

"Well if it's all right with you," she remarked, putting her hands on the table as she went to stand up, "I'm going to get a breath of fresh air. It's getting stuffy in here."

 

[Nirvana]

"You do that." he mumbled almost while quenching a yawn by placing a hand over his mouth, “It's not like I got the right to tell you that you aren't allowed to do that, but I would advise you to stay close to the entrance.” Allelujah said as he stood up and stretched his arms backwards, hearing a few cracking noises coming from his shoulders, spine and joints. That felt really good, it worked like a charm every time when you where stiff in your upper body. At least it did for him, might not do that for other persons. But it did the trick for him.

“Me, I'm gonna go check on my friend to see what is keeping him.” and with that Allelujah walked away from the table, walking to the bar at first to ask what was keeping the owner. But got the answer that he didn't want to be disturbed, sighing he just shook his head a few times before going over to the stair that led to the second floor where the owner was. Even though the person working in the bar told him not to, he would go up to see what his friend was up to now that made him not wanting to be disturbed.

 

[Holiday]

The Miraluka paused briefly as Allelujah stated his endeavor. Holiday wasn't sure if she wanted Allelujah to go off on his own, and he had also warned her to stay close to the door. As he ascended the stairs, Holiday changed her mind quickly. She rushed past the man that Allelujah had talked to briefly, ignoring his pleas to stay down below. Splitting up, in general, was a bad idea. The two of them needed to stick together, though Holiday couldn't stop herself from complaining in her head.

"You sure you should be doing this?" Holiday asked Allelujah as she trailed behind him. She half expected a sarcastic response from her "interesting" companion, but knew that this really wasn't a time for such leisure.

 

[Nirvana]

“Nope.” was the only answer that he gave to her as he typed in the code that would unlock the doors if they had been locked, with a low wiring the mechanics started to work. And within a few seconds the door opened up in front of them, not really paying any attention to what was going on in the room he just stepped right on in.”Hey buir, sorry for barging in. Just need to borrow the computer for a moment.” he hollered so that his “buir” would hear him if he was in his bedroom, and not be alarmed that the door had been opened. Walking over to the desk where the computer was located he took a seat and swiped with his hand over the desk, starting up the keyboard and the holoscreens. Typing in the password that he had been given, smiling as the computer recognized it and the bio-pattern that was unique to him before authorizing entry to the databanks.”You said that he was part of a cult named 'The Cult of Ragnos', right?” he asked her as his fingers was floating a inch over the keyboard.

 

[Holiday]

Holiday wasn't sure if she should be surprised at how easily the two of them had gained access. She knew that Allelujah was familiar with this person, but she wasn't entirely sure just how familiar. She neglected to question it, and instead moved onto the topic at hand.

"Yes," she confirmed, hovering over Allelujah. "The Cult of Ragnos." If Allelujah's contact had any information on the cult, her search would be greatly benefited. The Cult of Ragnos was also difficult to get information on sometimes, given how secretive they tended to be. People also disregarded them as a preposterous rumor, or something of legend, considering how long they had been "disbanded". There were still those who believed in the Cult and everything it stood for, though. Holiday wasn't going to be fooled like everyone else.