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<blockquote data-quote="Daiymo" data-source="post: 1105440" data-attributes="member: 2539">The bartender begins to pour Mira's drink. Mira recognizes the Zabrak as &quot;Lucky&quot; 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.&quot;Now theres something you dont see everyday.&quot; murmurs Alk, shaking his head. &quot;I wonder what those soldiers want. Kinda got some nerve comin' in here in uniform.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Daiymo, post: 1105440, member: 2539"] 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." [/QUOTE]

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