Stars of the City...

[Derpy Boots]

"Captain, look."

"What is it?" Danneskjold Boots looked up from his meal to where his first mate was pointing with his thumb.

"Who the hell's that?"

"I dunno, but he's been staring at you for a while."

Danneskjold narrowed his eyes at the stranger, who continued to look on.

"He's got some guts." He said with a laugh.
He returned his attention to his meal. "Don't worry about trash like that."

"But captain, what if it's one of his accomplices?"

Danneskjold waved his hand, "Not a chance."

Finishing his food, he set down his fork and pushed the empty plate away.
With a yawn he turned to his subrdinate. "Get back to the ship, I want some privacy for a while."
His first mate nodded and with one last look at the staring man, walked out of the club.

Danneskjold took a sip of his beverage and set down the cup with a loud 'bang'. Lifting his feet up, he crossed both legs and rested them on the table as he leaned back and closed his eyes. He hadn't been in such a classy place in quite a while, so he might as well enjoy it.

 

[Batty]

Batvan sat in his seat atop a stool against the bar, his dark grey trenchcoat hanging past his body upon the legs of the stool. Batvan was relatively new to the area, but certainly not new to the ways of the cantina life. He tries his best to keep to himself but can't help hear the conversation of the pirates discussing the peculiar individual seated 2 seats to the right of Batvan. There was no one between Batvan and the man, but Bat seemed to be invisible to the man. The pirates mentioned something about the man starring strangely at them, and as far as Bat could tell they were right. Bat took another sip of his drink, checked his datapad, and took a brief glimpse down at his calf. His blade was situated cautiously on his boot, and with a slight shift of his weight, Bat felt his pistol situated snuggly under his arm hidden from sight beneath his trenchcoat.

"Can't be too careful right?"

With that Bat relaxes and turns to face the mysterious man, not making eye contact, even though such wouldn't be noticeable by his glareshades. He turns to face the mysterious man-

"Something i can do for you partner? seem to have something on your mind."

Batvan says casually to the mysterious individual as he notices one of the two pirates exit the cantina out of the corner of his eye.