The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds...

[Kaz Lo]

Upon hearing Set's reprimand, Kaz immidiately pulls his elbows off the table. But as the Jedi drones on, he can't help but interrupt,

"Uh...I think the lady asked ya a question, partner. And now...yer right I don't know a whole heckuva lot about yer fancy shmancies," he makes a twirling motion with a finger, indicating the resteraunt, "but I know fer sure you don't keep a lady like Valara waitin' up while ya flap yer jabber. Yup, I know that."

Kaz plants his hands on the armrests (seemingly forgetting the whole exchange already) and hoists himself up slightly to peer around for a waitress. If he sees a pretty one, he'll whistle and wave her over.

 

[Kelko]

Kelko takes his seat with a nod of acknowledgement to Sia-Lan. Drumming his fingers impatiently as he looks around the room with disinterest. "So, what do you all think?" he asks, his face fixed with the dour Rodian expression that his companions all know so well. "How long will it take before we get into a big light-fight? I'm taking wagers right now. I'll even give you good odds on when I go down with a blaster bolt to the gut."

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

Vor'en gives Kelko a funny look that is ruined by the fact that you can't see his face. "Did I miss something? Do you people have a bounty on your heads, or what?" He shifts his gaze to Deel, awaiting an answer. What have I gotten in to now, I wonder?

 

[Kelko]

Kelko eyes the soldier with a sobering glance of his oynx-black eyes. "Not a bounty... just phenomenally bad luck," he replies. "But you should do well, you seem to have a healthy dose of paranoia yourself." The Rodian looks Vor'en up and down, an appreciative and approving eye on the soldier's body armour and mask.

 

[Set Harth]

"You know a lot Set, perhaps you are a better Jedi then I thought, certainly cuter." She says admiringly to him.

Set's eyes widden at Valara's comment, stopping him in mid-sentance, allowing Kaz to interuppt.

Originally posted by Kaz Lo
"Uh...I think the lady asked ya a question, partner. And now...yer right I don't know a whole heckuva lot about yer fancy shmancies," he makes a twirling motion with a finger, indicating the resteraunt, "but I know fer sure you don't keep a lady like Valara waitin' up while ya flap yer jabber. Yup, I know that."

Set glances in irritation at Kaz then turns to Valara. "Sorry Valara, you had a question?" speaks Set in an attempt to regain his dignity. He then blushes when he hears a snicker escape Sia's mouth.

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

Kelko eyes the soldier with a sobering glance of his oynx-black eyes. "Not a bounty... just phenomenally bad luck," he replies. "But you should do well, you seem to have a healthy dose of paranoia yourself." The Rodian looks Vor'en up and down, an appreciative and approving eye on the soldier's body armour and mask.

Vor'en ignores the other chatter at the table and looks Kelko up appraisingly. Oh, what the hell. "Fifty credits says it's a week before anyone pulls a trigger."

 

[Kelko]

Kelko chuckles almost humourlessly. "Oh, you are so on," he says, holding out a hand to seal the deal. "Anyone else up for a wager? Come on, Deel, you know you want to."

Underneath the table, the rodian pats the comforting weight wedged in his boot. He doesn't buy for a minute that it'll take more than a day for this crowd to get in trouble. Heck, they had turned a simple "go warn the authorities" run into a fight for their lives - against space pirates! The great Hunting Spirit didn't favour this group at all.

 

[Rorworr]

Rorworr ponders the odds, then chips in.

"Hmm, I think a week is a touch optimistic, but I'll put twenty creds on it being more than three days." The Wookie grins widely at Vor'en. "Wondering what you've got yourself into yet?"

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

A Wookie's smile, friendly or not, is always a little intimidating, and Vor'en fights back the urge to swallow nervously and go for his sidearm. "I'm past wondering, actually, and I've gone on to regretting." he says blandly. And being hungry. Where's the damn food?

 

[Deel Surool]

Kelko chuckles almost humourlessly. "Oh, you are so on," he says, holding out a hand to seal the deal. "Anyone else up for a wager? Come on, Deel, you know you want to."

"Absoloutely. I always go in on a sure thing," he flashes his fang-ridden smile, and drops a fifty credit chit on the table.

"With the juiced up hot-rod Lady Agatha has provided for your use, you should be able to reach Vycinyth in two or three days... The hyperlanes in the sector are atrocious due to all the interstellar rubble from the nebula, you know... The preliminary feast and ball of the Vor-Cal will take place four days from now, and the hunt begins the morning after, so I can confidently say that one of you will be firing a blaster or equivalent weapon five days hence."

The food arrives...