Star Wars:Knights of the Old Republic

[Darth Ecks]

"Isa here, Arcos," Brasa replied. "Weesa be runnin' into a nasty droid, but we give it de bombad crunchin'! Now weesa lookin' for our Twi'lek friend."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Arcos tells his friend. "I want you guys to get out of there now."

 

[garyh]

"I have a bad feeling about this," Arcos tells his friend. "I want you guys to get out of there now."

"Yousa no be needin' ta worry, Arcos," Brasa said. "Soon as weesa be gettin' de answers from dis droida" - the Gungan shoots a glance at C8-22 - "weesa be gone."

 

[Jemal]

(OOC Jemal's beginning post)

The Twilight Cantina was a typical dive, much like those one would find on the outer rim. However, the Twilight was on Coruscant, which meant the drinks cost more. Otherwise there was little difference.

The cantina is an unremarkable rectangular space about 25x 25 meters. A pallor of smoke from spice hookahs hangs in the windowless, dark space. Glow rods set on the tables to the left of the large bar in the center of the room provided the only illumination. To the right of the bar, a row of booths lay hidden in the darkness. Music from a holovid band fills the cantina.

The cantinas patrons are a dozen Twi-leks, scattered around the various tables and booths. Behind the bar stands a muscular Zabrak in a greasy apron, his face bearing a bored expression.

Into this bar, a human woman enters, her arrival unoticed by the cantina's inhabitants.

Mira looks around the cantina as she moves slowly towards the bar, checking for other exits, then using the rest of her time to scan the place for anybody she knows or recognizes.
Sitting at the bar she orders a Correllian Whiskey and looks around, 'sizing up' the other beings there as she takes a few small drinks of her whiskey.

 

[Daiymo]

Mira looks around the cantina as she moves slowly towards the bar, checking for other exits, then using the rest of her time to scan the place for anybody she knows or recognizes.
Sitting at the bar she orders a Correllian Whiskey and looks around, 'sizing up' the other beings there as she takes a few small drinks of her whiskey.

The bartender begins to pour Mira's drink. Mira recognizes the Zabrak as "Lucky" Alk, a bartender who's been working in the cantina for a few years. Alk slides the whiskey to the woman; his eyes narrow for a moment as he tries to place the woman.

Looking around Mira sees the various Twi-leks scattered through the bar. Most look like spacers, dressed in jumpsuits or old flightsuits. As befits a cantina like the Twilight, a few wear holstered blasters on their hip. But there doesnt seem to be anyone Mira recognizes.

As Mira takes her drink, the doors of the cantina open. In walk two human men dressed in the orange and black uniform of the Republic Fleet. One is young looking, dressed in the uniform of an officer with a peak cap and sidearm. His escort is dressed in light armor complete with a swoop back helmet and carries a short blaster rifle. Both have short cropped dark hair.

As they enter, a groan goes up from the bar's patrons.

The officer ignores the patrons and looks around for a moment.Then both men take a seat near the door.

"Now theres something you dont see everyday." murmurs Alk, shaking his head. "I wonder what those soldiers want. Kinda got some nerve comin' in here in uniform."

 

[Daiymo]

Joran doesn't remove his eyes off of C8.

"I know enough to know that we had one droid attack us and one that doesn't seem to want to cooperate. Now, are you going to tell us where Griff went or not, droid?"

C8-22 notes the looks Joran and Brasa give it. "I am afraid I do not know the whereabouts of Mr. Vao. He left about six hours ago and did not mention his itinerary. I am most sorry."

The Duros from the front desk comes to the corridor entry. The alien barks something in its language , then goes back to its desk.

"Oh yes," C8-22 adds, nodding. "Considering that your business seems to be most urgent..." the droid looks at Joran's lightsaber, " and the fact you were the victim of an unprovoked attack, the management of the Palace has no objections if you wish to enter Mr. Vao's room. The lightswitch should be located to the right of the door."

The droid looks away from Joran and Brasa and turns to Yun for a repsonse.

 

[Daiymo]

"I have a bad feeling about this," Arcos tells his friend. "I want you guys to get out of there now."

The instructors voice continues on as Arcos speaks "....furthermore, this test will exercise your ability in the use of evasive manuevers to elude pursuit. Four test drone will be launched at 30 second intervals..."

 

[Darth Ecks]

Activating the speeder's commlink, Arcos speaks "Commander Adim, my friends are in trouble, I need to help them!"

 

[Daiymo]

Activating the speeder's commlink, Arcos speaks "Commander Adim, my friends are in trouble, I need to help them!"

The comm link crackles to life. "Help them? You wish to leave? Just because youre a Jedi, do you assume you are more more priveliged than the rest of the students here? I.." the commander pauses, sighing.

"Very well padawan, you have completed the majority of the course. I will of course have to inform your Master of this. But you are excused. The speeder you are in is cleared for civilain transport. You may take it, but I hold you responsible for its safe return to the Jedi Temple. Good luck."

 

[Starman]

C8-22 notes the looks Joran and Brasa give it. "I am afraid I do not know the whereabouts of Mr. Vao. He left about six hours ago and did not mention his itinerary. I am most sorry."

The Duros from the front desk comes to the corridor entry. The alien barks something in its language , then goes back to its desk.

"Oh yes," C8-22 adds, nodding. "Considering that your business seems to be most urgent..." the droid looks at Joran's lightsaber, " and the fact you were the victim of an unprovoked attack, the management of the Palace has no objections if you wish to enter Mr. Vao's room. The lightswitch should be located to the right of the door."

The droid looks away from Joran and Brasa and turns to Yun for a repsonse.

"I didn't need your permission to go in there, but I certainly intend to," Joran says.

Lightsaber still in hand, he steps into Griff's room and flicks the light on.

 

[Darth Ecks]

The comm link crackles to life. "Help them? You wish to leave? Just because youre a Jedi, do you assume you are more more priveliged than the rest of the students here? I.." the commander pauses, sighing.

"Very well padawan, you have completed the majority of the course. I will of course have to inform your Master of this. But you are excused. The speeder you are in is cleared for civilain transport. You may take it, but I hold you responsible for its safe return to the Jedi Temple. Good luck."

"Thank you Commander, you shall get your speeder back in one piece." Arcos tells the flight instructor, "May the Force be with you."

Arcos returns to his own commlink, "Brasa, where are you guys? I am on my way!"

With that, Arcos takes the Speeder out of the training area while awaiting the response.