Hello... Fallen Jedi Has Just Arrived (Page 18 of 19)

Jester: If I wanted to isult you I would have said that your mother is a jabba the hutt looking scuffy nurf hearding stripper that likes to slide down more then just stripper poles.

Jester: (Laughs evilly and throws some cheesse to george)

Jester: There is some cheesse to go with that wine.

Jester: (Turns off lightsaber and walks over to the bar)

Jester: Out of all the jedi that I used that line on you are the only one to take no action.

Jester: (Orders the samething as George)

Jester: I like you and you are more Sith then you relize.

Jester: (Takes a drink)

*Starr chuckles softly in the corner, just enough sultry in the quiet note to get attention drawn to her. She swallows the last of the whiskey in her bottle and throws it at the wall, the glass shattering into tiny pieces on the floor. She gets to her feet, walks over to the bar, and orders another bottle.*

Starr: (sighs) So much talk not nearly enough fight. Are you going to make up over the next round of rakija like some love-drunk couple? Tsk, tsk. How disappointing you Force-users can be. Everywhere I go hoping to get some action... and everytime I stumble upon boys... inadequate... for the job.

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No that's not a tattoo. Just a pesky watermark I really don't feel like removing right now. Enjoy the pics though boys. 

Jester: (Downs my drink and orders another)

Jester: I know that voice.

Jester: (Turns around and looks at Starr)

Jester: Well, well, well, It has been a long time Starr.

Jester: (Slides the drink down to Starr)

Jester: What has it been 4 years since we had all that fun on Tattoonie.

Jester: (Glances at Konah in the corner and raises me drink to her)

Jester: The force is strong in here except for that Spartan guy, All I can feel from him is that there is nothing going on upstairs.

Jester: (Laughs and takes a drink)

LSM: Well, looks like another no show in the fight arena. Oh well.

I Am Jedi

*Starr smiles with a soft sigh, taking her new bottle of whiskey from the bartender*

Starr: My, my the fun we had. We'll have to look into doing it again, yes? (winks) Just not on Tatoonie. I had sand in all the wrong places for days.

*Starr smiles with a shake of her head*

Starr: Ah, the usual. Killing people for money. Someone with my skill is in high demand. They like the flashy ways I slit people's throats. (she giggles softly) Sometimes I find myself just the type of man I'm looking for and get to have fun. But at the end of the day I'm just happy with a simple bottle in my hand.

*Starr rolls her eyes, blowing a strand of hair out of her face*

Starr: Well the real question is will it satisfy me? (takes a swig from her bottle of whiskey with a smile) Whiskey does that. And I don't even have to work for it. I sit here, give the nice man my money. It keeps coming and I stay a happy little lady.

*Starr glacnes at Konah, then looks back at Jester*

Starr: You're asking the wrong girl. I only know two kinds of people. People I kill and people I... entertain. And its rare that I see either types ever again. You're a lucky exception.