Targets and Drinking

[Ral]

Ral looked at Ser'eph when he suddenly snapped to attention giving a sharp salute at the same moment. Smiling, Ral shook his head, "Call me Ral, and no offense was taken. I'm sure you were just a little light headed after your little scuffle." He remarked looking as Seanna walked up to them. Glancing back to the older Mandalorian as he introduced her, Ral chuckled, and gave him a pat on the shoulder, "Like I said, it's fine, no need to apologize. We're all equals here. As for miss Vel, yes we've met before, I trust that the disagreement has now been resolved, yes? Just make sure everything is settled in the morning. I don't want to hear about some kind of feud."

Taking a look at Seanna, he shook his head, "You and your nicknames... And I'm fairly certain I'm allowed to come here for a drink. I don't recall taking an oath of abstinence from alcohol. Anyhow, I'm sure there will be plenty of chances to see your skills in a brawl in the future. Are you hurt? We can get you some bandages for that cut," Ral motions to one of the Mandos in the room. "Anyways, can I buy you both a drink?"

 

[Seanna Vel]

Giving him one of her looks. "Look here sweet pea, its me your talking to, I don't whole feuds I just kick ass. " as she just give him a wink letting out a chuckle. Now came the time could she bring herself to admit that she might help stopping the bleeding. Again something else went through her mind if she would look weak in front of all these vode. Either way she need to get a handle on the bleeding.

Before she could speak one of the Ral nodded to took the lead had her shirt half way up looking at the wound. "Look here sweet pea, I don... t.." saving her words as something was slap on her. "Darn monkey lizard butt can you be any more rougher." finishing his task giving to him by Ral.

"Drink Yea that would be nice," as she let her shirt come down but not with out having half of her tattoos showing. "What you looking at want to be next" there before she could speak again was a drink in her hand. "Thanks sugar, now where to sit.", giving a playful wink.

"Ser'eph you didn't look half bad out there for being how you saying getting to old." After which she looked at Ral then loud enough for the others to hear. "As for the rest that have bet on how many of these drinks I can handle, better get conferrable might be here for a long while waiting for me to pass out, " Turning around as she let herself take drink of the stronger drink. It having more of a burning then before even so she like it alot.

 

[Niner]

Ser'eph nodded his thanks, though he winced a little at Seanna's rather....rough demeanor towards Ral. He got another shot of the Mantellian whiskey he had been drinking and downed it in one go.
"I am getting old, just refusing to let it hit my body yet."
He said with a grin.
He turned to Ral,
"If you don't mind me asking sir....er I mean Ral, I don't suppose you've seen any of the battle plans I've tried to get to you?"
Ser'eph had indeed worked on a few different battle plans, most relating to the recapture of one of the shipyards that used to belong to Mandalmotors. Of course ultimately he wanted to reclaim the entire company for the Mandalorians, that way they could start mass work on building an army of Bessulisk wardroids...be just like the old days.
"I was just wondering, sorry if I'm overstepping here. I just hate seeing us like this," He waved his hand, gesturing to the crowd of mandos packed into the cantina,
"We should be conquering planets and falling from the skies on Besulisks....like the old days."

 

[Ral]

"Uh huh," Ral grunts off back at Seanna, looking to her with a raised eyebrow as she allows the medic to lift up her shirt to put on the bandages revealing some of her tattoos. "Just make sure it stays that way." He comments, his eyes linger on her ink for a moment before turning away. Looking to Ser'eph as he downed another shot, Ral smirked and gave the older Mandalorian a nod. When he finished making his comment, Ral clapped the man on the back. "Aye, I don't think that's a bad thing. Sometimes our bodies just need to be reminded that we're not yet ready to be old yet "

Hearing the redhead grunt from having the bandages applied caused him to laugh a little. Looking to the barkeeper, Ral motioned to pour her a drink on him. "Whatever she was drinking before, tihaar for me." Glancing at the woman he commented with a bit of a chuckle and devious smile on his face, "Well, unless you want to sit on someone's lap, find a chair you like is my suggestion."

Listening to the older Mandalorian complain about their current situation, Ral nodded understandingly. It was a fair assessment and thing to desire, though much harder to obtain as they didn't have the numbers or resources at the moment to go on the offensive to hard, but soon they would he suspected. At least, they would if the rebels kept their end of the bargain and the shipyards produced a those ships they needed. "I have taken a look at them. The Council is reviewing them at the moment, but we need more men and ships at the moment. Not exactly easy when the Mandalorians aren't all a part of the Confederacy yet. So, if you'd like to do some missions where you can get us some more men and ships we'd be able to start on offensives sooner."

Upon hearing Seanna state that they were going to be their a while waiting for her to get drunk he motioned to the bartender chuckling a little. "Give her some tihaar. Let her taste a real Mandalorian drink. See how she enjoys the burn!"

 

[Seanna Vel]

Taking that as a way to go find her a seat. Finding that one was open for me with a wide grin. To know she wasn't in any shape to be doing another fight. Taking the chair with her height and size dragging back to the bar with her.

Giving a good chuckle to the fact that could see that Ral had order her a drink, finding herself sitting before she even took the drink in her hand. Finding herself sniffing at only to hear talk behind her back. Turning as she did feeling the pull, "Monkey lizard." as she let the pain go before turning back to the two of them talking about what could only guess warrior stuff. Even then came something out of her mouth, "Bottom up it don't look to strong to me." even then she couldn't help but be wrong as hit her mouth. Wanting to spit the fire water out only to know better. Her eyes getting as big as saucers but holding her own as it burn not only in her mouth but when she force it down on big swallow speaking as if she was out of breath. "Some good shit there." , followed but a few coughs as if she had a hard time with the after burn.

Then came some slaps from her back followed by some speaking didn't know if it was from. Ak'i got balls don't she."