Nightclub Group:
As a whole, the patrons of the Blue Moon were exactly what they appeared to be on the surface. They were loud, annoying, didn't care about anyone or anything around them, and mostly drunk. This meant that while many did immediately notice Kay and attempt to strike up 'idle' conversation, most of it was unintelligible or devolved into some idiot off-duty Imperial trying to impress his buddies.
Apparently, even this deep into the Core, people got drunk just like the typical seedy patrons of smaller Outer Rim cantinas. The only difference seemed to be that in the Blue Moon, most of them were human and they actually dressed nicely. Beyond that, the place could have easily just been a brand new nightclub in one of the less reputable parts of Corellia.
Currently, Kay was being accosted by a man that claimed to be an Imperial pilot. From the way he kept bragging about his skills, the young man did seem to have the right attitude for a pilot. But he was definitely young. Very young, even. Probably not even twenty standard years old. The way his face was good and red seemed to imply he held his alcohol with that much experience, too. Well, that and the fact that in his attempts to brag, he was probably saying things he shouldn't have been,
"You'd be surprised...be very surprised how much action my squadron sees here. Don't just sit around and fly in boring circles all day. Lots of combat, even here! Those bastard Rebels get dumber every day! Comin' into the Core and trying to shoot down civilian transports! 'ey deserve worse than jus' getting shot down."
Deurr:[sblock]You seem to be attracting as much attention as Kay, but obviously for different reasons. Though you can see a few other bodyguards for various patrons in armour, none of it is as elaborate as yours, and that seems to be the important point. Even just standing there, eyes watch you carefully. Humans are odd at times, but you can see a little bit of contempt mixed with worry...and even jealousy on a few faces. Interestingly, however, no one approaches you. Even those that attempt to drive Kay crazy keep their distance, trying to put her between the two of you.
In looking around the crowded place, though, you are able to clearly pick out the handful of non-Humans. Beyond the few in the band, there are probably only a half dozen others, total, in the entire place. Not too surprising for a Core World, really. But one of the non-Humans does catch our eye. Off in the back of one of the adjacent rooms that is surrounded by holoscreens, you can see a Kel Dor. Unlike most of the patrons, he has no drink and instead seems to be only vaguely paying attention to a shockball match on a holoscreen in front of him. In fact, he seems more interested in you...carefully glancing away whenever you catch him looking your direction. Even with the fact that he wears a pair of black goggles over his eyes, you just can't shake the feeling that he's assessing you.[/sblock]
Garret:[sblock]Though Kay seems to be getting an inordinate amount of attention, likely due to her choice of clothes, most in the Blue Moon seem to be missing you entirely. Admittedly, you do blend quite well. It would be easy to mistake you for just another in the crowd, especially this crowd of military men and women, bodyguards, and a few of the more fit upper class of Corulag.
Thanks to this, you're able to get a good look at most everyone around. To your surprise, almost everyone looks to have at least a small blaster pistol somewhere on their person. Truthfully, most are concealed in some way, but never very well. Well-armed patrons is not exactly something that seemed normal for a Core World, especially in a place like the Blue Moon.
But despite this, you don't get the feeling of any immediate danger. Most of the people seem too drunk to remember what a blaster pistol is anyway. Well, most. You do notice one figure off to the side, out of the way, that makes you oddly uncomfortable. Maybe its because you can't see his face, which is hidden beneath a rather nice looking hooded-robe. But even then, somehow you just know he's watching you, as if you can feel the look burning in the back of your skull when you look away. The oddest part of it is the figure's attention seems entirely focused on the small drink in front of him, rather than you...but still...[/sblock]
Apartment Group:
OOC:[sblock]Use Computer for Istara is a 32...even with a penalty for the attitude of the computer you're working 'against'. [/sblock]
It takes an hour of failure to get anywhere, safely escaping dead ends without being detected, and very close calls with questioning security protocols before Istara is able to make any headway at all. Somehow, though, and with at least a bit of help from K2, you are able to convince the Holonet that the access code you've given it is, in fact, an Imperial authorization code, even if the security program doesn't agree.
Once in, you're immediately flooded with information. It takes a few more minutes to filter it all and start finding anything useful or interesting, but eventually you do find a series of reports that catches your interest. In some reports that were relayed from one of the orbiting Star Destroyers to the military command on the ground, you find mention of three incidents in the last few days. Specifically, a lone Y-Wing and then a pair of them an hour later. But while it does confirm that the pair were shot down, you find no mention of the first encounter beyond a cryptic statement:
...the local TIE Squadron engaged the starfighter immediately upon detection, pursuing it into the atmosphere of Corulag.
And then it stops. There is no mention of whether the fighter was shot down, captured, or anything at all...just that it was chased after. In fact, even the simply mentions of the other two Y-Wings being shot down is surprisingly blunt and minus the detail you would have expected from an Imperial report to one's superior officer.
Also odd is that further digging brings up nothing at all. No response, no relaying of the message to another authority, or anything at all. If there is more information to be found in the Imperial database, it doesn't look like it can be accessed on the Holonet...that is, unless you're just looking in the wrong place.
While Istara is working, the rest of the apartment remains surprisingly calm for Lia. Its definitely a nice break from the insanity of living aboard the
Nova Runner and all that comes with that. Even if you're currently in the Core, surrounded by Imperials and danger at all turns...at least its relaxing for an hour or so.
Of course, that could never last. And it doesn't. Not long after Istara breaks into the Holonet, Lia's comm beeps before Sya's comes through,
"Erm...anyone there? You guys alive? If you are uh...got something odd here...If you're not, feel free not to respond and we'll understand."
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