When in doubt shoot em between the eyes

[Moriarty]

Jesmond let out a slight chuckle. "You got guts, girl, I can give ya that. I'm not here for any sex though. Right now, I'm s simple guy lookin' for a drink until the bastard outside ordered me dead. Quite frankly, shit like that don't run by me so well," he said. He wouldn't mind a little fun with her, though, if he ever got the chance. She was attractive enough, but would she slit his throat in his sleep? He couldn't tell. She was a hard person to read.

"So what about you two? Got some other business you gotta attend? Come and have a drink on me. You both look like you could take a load off," he said as he flipped a credit chip to the bartender. She nodded, winked, and prepared a few drinks for them. He pulled out another cigarette and lit it, taking another long drag.

 

[Sasori]

Trayvan downed the shot in one gulp. As he poured him self anouther one he noticed that the twi'lek and the female Taung were talking. As he downed the second shot he stood up grabbed the bottle and walked over to them.

"Psst mind if I join in on this conversation?"

Trayvan poured himself a third shot and downed that one as well. he looked at the twi'lek and said "You know I find it funny that you smoke, I am not being rude I just find a twi'lek who shoots as fast as you who smokes funny."

Trayvan poured himself a fourth shot. Before downing it he asked the female Taung "You any good with that sword?"

 

[AriaDran]

Mirci't allowed a grin to creep on her face, then considered the Twi'lek as he offered them a drink. She lightly tapped her knuckles on Dracus' arm, then nodded and moved over to the bar.

"What, turn down a free drink?"

She reached out for the offered drink from the bartender and drank it back in one go, then set it down on the bar and motioned for it to be refilled. She looked over at the Taung as he came over and spoke to them, tilting her head slightly at his question. Normally she'd tell him exactly how he could find out! But... he was a Taung, so her answer was respectful.

"I have trained with it my whole life."

She smiled shyly, then looked back at the Twi'lek and shrugged her shoulders.

"Got nowhere pressing to be, I don't think."

She looked towards Dracus, eyebrows raising as she directed the question onto him.

 

[Natise]

Dracus pushes his drink away akwardly, and chuckles a little when Trayvan asks about Mirci't's skills with a sword. He sees Mirci't asking about any plans.

"well we are suppose to be making some money soon, funds are low, but I suppose we could stay and mingle with the locals for a while."

 

[Sasori]

Trayvan downed the fourth shot and poured another. He took a quick look around the place to make sure no one was trying any thing. He downed the fifth shot then threw the glass behind him. Taking the bottle he drained it all. Trayvan looked at the dark jedi and said "So your a dark jedi huh I bet your a excellent foe that would bring a good fight onto the battle field."

Trayvan put his hand on the table then looked at the female Taung. "So you got a name or should I just call you pretty?" The whiskey was getting to Trayvan soon he would be stuttering and trying to figure out his own name.

 

[Moriarty]

"Believe it or now, I'm one of the healthiest Twi'lek alive," Jesmond bragged, answering the mandalorian's question. When they all sat down, he noticed how hard he was hitting on her, and had to restrain a chuckle. He took another drag off of his cigarette.

"So what's a Bogan got business in Mos Eisley for?" He asked the Dark Jedi, sparking a conversation.

 

[Natise]

"I'm afraid that's business better left unspoken, but in time I'm sure it will reveal itself."

Dracus takes a warry glance at the mandolorian. It's either the large amount of drinking he's been doing, the flirting he's been doing, or its the second invitation to fight that is making Dracus uneasy about this man.

" so what's the word around town? "

 

[Moriarty]

"The Republic and the Empire are at a stalemate right now, crime ensues, people are killed, former Jedi get it in their ferocrete skulls so make new organizations, all the dramatic bullshit," Jesmond said as he took a long drag from his cigarette. He blew out a perfect 'O' which floated towards the ceiling. "As for me, I'm just tryin' to make my way in the galaxy. Not many job openings for a guy like me." He took another gulp from his drink and looked over at the girl then back at the Bogan. "I can't exactly read the piece of pretty over there, but I'm nervous somethin' might happen to the Taung guy, ya know?" He said.

 

[AriaDran]

Mirci't brought her newly refilled drink up for a sip, then placed it back down ont he table as she looked over at the mandalorian. A name? Well, she had something close to s name - and this would be a good test. Since his helmet was still on, she wasn't sure if he was a true Taung or not - if her was, he would understand mando'a and know what her name meant.

"I am Mirci't."

She glanced at the Twi'lek, then back at the mandalorian.

"You think he can't take care of himself, Twi'lek?"

That would be another good test - a true Taung would likely do or at least say something when their strength was questioned.

 

[Sasori]

"Mirci't huh that's interesting." Trayvan looked at the Twi'lek then at the dark jedi. He took the empty whiskey bottle and broke it. taking the sharp pointy part he looked at the Twi'lek. "Fifty credits says I can cut out some ones eye with this before they could raise there blaster, so what say you are you up for the wager?"

 

[Moriarty]

"A hundred credits say you bring that bottle to my face, I'll blast a new hole in that head of yours. But anyone else, yer free to try it on," Jesmond said. "Name's Jesmond, by the way."

 

[Natise]

Dracus looks the Twi'lik up and down again. It seems that he may have misread this person at first. Dracus then reobserves the mando. He thinks for a moment before deciding it was worth the risk, after all the group seemed like they needed something to do now that introductions were out of the way.

" My partner and I are looking for somebody. He goes by the name of Toan Lightning. He is an ex mando, thats decided to start making some money in the galaxy. Bagon intellegince here think that he is starting to build up a clan. These clans eventually spread into armies. He already has a small group of followers. They are heavily armed. Mirci't and I were sent here to put these operations down. We could require your assitance, if you up for it."

 

[AriaDran]

Mirci't raised her eyebrows slightly. 'Interesting' wasn't what most people said her name was, when they knew what it meant. Maybe he didn't actually speak Mando'a? It was hard to tell short of outright asking him, and that would be rude. So she let it go and instead looked back and forth between the Twi'lek and the Mandalorian as they blustered back and forth.

She continued to quietly drink, waiting to see if a fight would develop or not.

 

[Moriarty]

Jesmond snickered a little. "I wouldn't mind. Would I be expecting payment?" He asked. He was feeling a bit greedy, and was also low on creds, so he figured why not stock up on what he needed then? It couldn't hurt to ask, unless the Bogan decided to swing his saber. "I'm not that bad of a shot, ya know, and I'm quick and silent. I can get in and out of places," he said. He then quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a credit chip, as an example of course, but it was fast enough to where no one would notice. "I'm also a bit of a sticky-fingers," he held up the chip and smiled.

 

[Sasori]

Just then a Rodian passed by their table. Trayvan quickly reached up and grabbed him by the neck and jabbed the broken bottle into the Rodian's right eye. "Who ever said I was going to do it to you Twi'lek I was just saying that even when I have had a bottle to drink that I can put up a fight.

He heard what the Dark Jedi said. He pondered the Dark Jedi's words. Before he said any thing he grabbed one of his pistol's and grabbed the same Rodian and shot him right between the eye's. "When in doubt shoot em between the eyes. Yeah I am in what's the job how much does it pay?"

 

[Moriarty]

Jesmond chuckled. He actually liked the guy. "Here's the fifty creds," he said as he handed them over. He was a man of his word when it came down to bets. The mandalorian was true to what he said, and then some; a billy-bad-ass. He noticed some of the patrons looking at them suspiciously.

"The **** are you nerf-herders starin' at? Ya got a problem?" He said threateningly. "We've got our own business, and it ain't yers. Get to yer drinks."

 

[AriaDran]

Mirci't raised her eyebrows as she watched the Rodian get stabbed in the eye, and then shortly after shot dead. There was no way he would live through that. She almost... -almost- felt sorry for him. But if he didn't want to die like that, he should have been stronger. That was the law where she came from - the strong took what they wanted from the weak.

She glanced at Dracus, then back at the Mandalorian and the Twi'lek. She was surprised that they were willing to help after hearing that it was two against a small army. Apparently this now made it four against a small army, if these two could be persuaded to join. She smirked slightly, finishing off her second mug before setting it down.

"Well, half the pay is in the challenge, if you both think you're man enough for the job. The other half, well..."

She looked to Dracus, letting him fill in whatever amount he thought it would take to hire these two. She wasn't very good with numbers, so she'd let him do the negotiating.

 

[Moriarty]

"Challenge is fine by me. As long as there's material payment as well, then I'll take on the challenge. These goons shouldn't be too tough, right?" Jesmond said in a cocky attitude. He could take out twenty guys blindfolded with a percussion weapon if he had to. He was entertaining the idea on using his vibroblade.

 

[Sasori]

Trayvan took the fifty creds then said "I love a challenge bring them on plus I get to see how you do in battle Slave." When he used the last word he put a little emphasis in it. Trayvan then put his pistol back into his holster and sat back down.

 

[Natise]

"Your pay would be two hundred credits, plus whatever gear were able to find on the base is yours to split between you two. "