Bar Room Brawl Cheers! (Page 22 of 31)

Konah raises her other eyebrow and watches the sith closely, her eyes traveling up and down her body several times before stopping on her eyes. "Oh, how pretty this one is." she says quietly to herself.

The Sith huffs in a supposedly irritated manner though her voice retains its smoothness. "The last time you stole from me you mean. It took me months to track down that holocron once it hit the black market on Coruscant. You have no idea what a pain in the ass it was," she complains playfully, her fingers trailing along the rim of her glass.

"Needless to say those priests are none too pleased with you..." She suddenly smiles softly, downing her drink in a rather lady-like fashion before releasing a heavy sigh. "Well, if I can compliment you in any way, it'd be that you certainly keep me busy. If it wasn't for people like you we assassins and bounty hunters alike wouldn't have work."

The doors to the cantina violently swing apart, a hush falling over the majority of cantina-goers as they gap at the large, masculine figure blocking the doorway. The figure scours the room for a brief moment before he begins to move towards the bar, heavy boots thudding against the floor with every powerful step, the crowd eagerly parting to make way.

The figure plops down in the seat beside the Sith woman, a black gauntleted hand slowly reaching up to lazily pull the hood away from its head. Another Sith. This day was getting better and better.

The Sith woman pats her companion on the shoulder, never taking her eyes off Jester for a moment. "Ah... you remember Silas, don't you, Jester?" she ponders. It was a rhetorical question. It was hard to forget such a monstrous being. Even for a Sith, the man was tall and broad, every visible inch of crimson skin hardened like armor and overlaying rippling muscles.

"We've both missed you dearly, you know," she adds charmingly. The Sith woman leans over the bar slightly to get a better look at the Jedi woman sitting beside Jester who seemed to have had her interests piqued by the conversation.

"Oh, now, don't be so rude... introduce your new friend," the Sith woman prods. "Is this the ravishing pilot that helped you escape my ship's pursuit? I'd see why you'd fancy to keep her around longer than you usually manage to keep women. I'm Aari," she announces though she doesn't hold out a hand as formal greeting usually demanded. "Don't expect you've heard much of me. People usually end up dead that way. And you are?"

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Ah! It's becoming an RPG! o_O Didn't realize it was so long until I posted it.

Jester: (Grins at Aari and and laughs)

Jester: The pilot that helped me leave your ship did not make it out of hyperspace.

Jester: (I pick up my drink and take a sip)

Jester: Aari, Did you find all the copies of the holocron that I made of it?

Jester: (Looks over a Silas)

Jester: Silas, What kind of trouble did you get into for sleeping on the job when I walked by you and helped myself to the relics of the past?

Jester: (Laughs and I sit my drink back down.)

Jester: And this jedi Konah is here for something but I can not tell you why because I did not pay any heed to her when she talked.

"Jedi? Oh not really, though I have a saber and connection to the force I am no Jedi." She states firmly; smiling at George, she winks.

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George smiles back at Konah. "I don't fell uneasy Jester. It's just that I have a bad feeling about all this..." He looks at Konah again and winks back "Or maybe not."

Konah giggles at both of them.

Aari, having been momentarily distracted by a rather secretive and suspect conversation with the bartender, suddenly returns her attention to the woman she'd been exchanging introductions with.

"Oh?" she remarks. "And here I thought you'd have some... adventurous exploits alongside this poor excuse for a Jen'jidai. I'm rather disappointed. Of course this is good news for you," the Sith continues with a disturbingly friendly smile and a wink. "You won't find yourself at the end of my 'saber as soon as I thought you would."

Jester questions Aari about the holocron. "Copies?" the female Sith nearly scoffs the word. "You of all people should know I'm no rookie, darling. That situation has been properly dealt with..."

"With a saber through the neck of every bastard who even laid eyes on it," Silas adds in, his voice rough and so deep it carries a faint rumble. The Sith's golden eyes glare at Jester. "And the punishment was well worth the credits Aari paid me to let you slip by yet again, nesanto," he hisses. "After all, a Sith knows no pain."

He sighs, downing his glass in a quick swig. "You're lucky Aari fancies credits more than she does vik'dyt, and that the artifacts you somehow always mange to get your siund hands on are more valuable than your head tends to be. Otherwise, you'd have been dead long ago," he assures, the threat in his voice blatantly obvious.

Aari chuckles, waving her hands as if trying to cool down the situation. "Now, now, Silas. Don't get all rowdy. You tend to cost me credits when you do that."

George, Konah, and Jester throw a bit of a conversation around before Aari butts in again, leaning in her seat to get a better look at George. "A Jidai, eh? No need to feel shy around us," she persuades. "We're not interested in your kind at the moment... unless there's a price on your head."

There was that smile again. Something was definitely up.

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And yes, I'm using the Sith language. 'Cause I can.

Sith Vocabulary:

*Jen'jidai - Dark Jedi (not Sith)
*nesanto - bastard
*vik'dyt - honor
*siund - dirty
*Jidai - Jedi

Tycc'lc means Rancor b**ch in acient Tasken Raider Landuage.
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Jester: (Looks into Silas's eyes and laughs)

Jester: Silas, A big walking shithouse like yourself who loves to fight and kill who knew that a few credits turns you into Aari's Tycc'lc.

Jester: (Laughs again and looks back at Aari)

Jester: Aari, I knew you would find all the copies and the people you killed only helped me because those were all jedi undercover in the black market to keep important relics from falling into the wrong hands.

Jester: (Grins)

Jester: Anyway, You did not think I would sell the real holocron on the black market did you? I was hired to steal the holocron for a let's call her a very important person in the Sith Order.

Jester: (Reaches into a pouch on my belt and pulls out a small metal shared that has a redish green color to it and places it infront of Aari.)

Jester: She told me to give you this when you "found me" and that you would know who she is.

Jester: (A evil grin comes acroos my face.)

Jester: How do you feel to know that you two have followed me all over the Galaxy because I have a Holocron and that same Holocron never left the Temple.

Jester: (I laugh and lean back in the chair.)

Jester: (Raise hand to order another drink)

Barkeep: Yes Sir...

(The barkeep brings a round of drinks to the table)

Jester: Drink up.

Jester: (Takes a drink)