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/-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/
?Don't accept rides from strange men- and remember that all men are as strange as hell?
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Oct 6, 2009 14:55:59 GMT -5
Post by /-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/ on Oct 6, 2009 14:55:59 GMT -5
A young human woman walked into a Cantina on Ruusan in the city of Olmondo. She was short, maybe a little over five foot, and might weight slightly more than a hundred pounds. Her hair was cut shoulder length and was that deep blue black. Her eye's when looked upon appear black at first glance, but are infact a deep midnight blue. Above her left eye was a tribal design tatoo resembling a dragon. She wore robes like those of a jedi, the color scheem was green and white. On her belt was a short blade, maybe two feet in length. Also a lightsaber hung from her belt.
When she walked up to the bar and ordered a glass of jama juice the bar tender, a large Tagruti male, who towered above her didnt even bat an eye at her. She paid for her drink and moved to a corner booth and sat down sipping her drink. She ordered a ton-ton burger and fries.
She sat in her corner booth. She watched the people. Mostly human. There is a specaling of twi'leks, a few rodians. There were two Zeltrons, one man one woman. The male eyed Ashla a few times, and she returned his gaze. Her's is calm and unwavering. Slightly cold. He shrugged and went back to his drink, and started flirting with a human woman. Ashla continues to look around the Cantina. She raised an eyebrow to a lanky human male who aproached her and began trying to flirt with her. She could smell the rancor rot on his breath and curled her nose.
"Please leave me be Sir"--she said calmly
Come on baby..we could have ush shome fun"--he laughed, revealing rotted teeth
Leave me be sir"--she said sitting up slightly
The man grabbed her arm,--"come on doll
As soon as the mans hand closed around her arm, her other hand snapped out and grabbed him by his thumb. She bent the thumb back slowly, her expresion never changed. She bent back thumb until her yelled in pain. Half the bar had turned to watch--"this is you last warning"
The man cried out and drew a knife from his belt and goes to swing at her...it never came close
Her other had already snapped out before his hand even got near her. It snapped beneath the underside of his jaw even as she let go of his thumb. Many eye's widdened as the man lifted clean off the floor and then landed hard on his back. She had retained her seat through out the entire ordeal.
A bouncer walked over and dragged the drunk out. She picked up her drink and drained it and asked the server for another. She sat back in her chair and watched the people in the bar talk about the brief fight. She just sits, and sips her juice when the server brings it to her.
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Arruna
A mile wide smile works fine
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Oct 7, 2009 16:28:32 GMT -5
Post by Arruna on Oct 7, 2009 16:28:32 GMT -5
Many reason guide people to the tavern, one is just for fun, another is to found some shelter. Nalan's was to killing time and forget everything, her job and even her existence. The best way to do that was to drunk something and after that continued this process till the end. It wasn't a life insurance, but yesterday she got plenty of trouble and it was really the time to relax for a while. Not too later after she sat down to the table with her drink another lady came in. For a few minute nothing special happened, Nalan started to talk with a stranger who got some interesting stories. She really liked when a good drink helped people to told their wise and nonsense ideas and fairy tales. Our pilot couldn't even finish her first drink when she heard a loud cry. Turning to the crier she noticed that the self-defense performance right next to her table as the vexatious man landed on the floor. He stilled unconscious, but hardly could move and the bouncer soon cleaned him up. "As I see your kindness and tenderness could break stones. May I ask where have you learned this move?" The tone of her was noncommittal as she commented, but after it slightly changed to curious. Her face only showed her surprise what was created by the sudden strike of the another girl. As much a force-user could she felt some negativity from Nalan's direction, but it wasn't too much. The twi'lek girl just glanced the women defeated a man with a simple move and was wandering who she could be. "Is that often happened to you or just when you come to the man paradise likes this place?" in her voice there was a small laughter, what showed that her liked what she just noticed a few moments before. By now, the human could notice that the blue girl didn't looked like the locals, more like somebody who didn't knew what to do in her freetime and her face was show some interest about her.
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/-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/
?Don't accept rides from strange men- and remember that all men are as strange as hell?
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Oct 8, 2009 8:20:29 GMT -5
Post by /-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/ on Oct 8, 2009 8:20:29 GMT -5
Ashla looked over at the twi'lek woman. She eye's the woman up and down. Nothing seemed to escape her scrutiny. She slowly sipped her drink, and turned her attention back to the cantina, and watched people come and go, talk, drink and eat.
"I am matukai....we are trained extensivly to defend ourselves through none deadly means...."--she stopped for a moment and watched a fight break out not far away--"However, I could have killed him the moment he drew his knife, but I decided to let the fool live. He was drunk...and realy no harm came to me, except I think I may have to disinfect my robes now"--Ashla had smiled feintly. The affect this had on her face was astounding. She seemed an entirely different person. For the first time her eyes appeared blue, instead of a black wall of stubborness.
"I am Matukai Adept, Ashla DrexDrell"--she extended her hand to the twi'lek woman. Despite her slight frame Ashla's grip was strong and firm, not what one would have expected from this wisp of a woman.
As she retracked her hand, she scooped up another frie and ate it. Her eye's have gone back to watching the cantina. Her eye's moved continualy, taking one site after the other. She seemed to miss very little.--"It happens often enough that I have learned that the moment they touch me, I must show them that I am no weak little girl. I may not be all that strong in appearance, but the force is my strength, and as such I am far stronger than I would appear to be."--her right hand snaps out and grabs a chadra-fan by the wrist..he had been reaching for the lightsaber on her belt. She eyed the chadra-fan, and through her empathy realized this poor creature was starving. She took several credits from her belt and placed it in the little creatures hand--"go get somthing to eat small one"
The Chadra-fan eyed her in suprise and scurried off. Ashla smiled once again.
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Arruna
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Oct 10, 2009 11:17:08 GMT -5
Post by Arruna on Oct 10, 2009 11:17:08 GMT -5
A simple glance about her wasn't enough, she knew it well, the human had to took a long gaze on her. Nalan had already got to used to this, as "Miss Cuty" she used to be popular and others knew her as Chadorhi Muage the dancer. Being in the middle of the attention was really not unusual to her. Nalan turned her attention wherever Ashla looked at during she was talking, but there was nothing interesting. Except the fight. About her what she told Nalan find out easily that she was a well trained fighter. Because of that fact she got many question, but did not ask any of them. She came here to relax for a while and the hurry questions could turn everything to worse and she knew that. Those words really didn't surprise her, after some drink that happened to anybody. But as Ashla said that she "could have killed him the moment he drew his knife" was scary. The first touching was even scary, when Nalan "handled" her soft hand to Ashla, she almost got it back in pieces. "The force ? Yeah, I think I got the point" she nodded to her when she was founding her own hand and was trying to comfort it. "That was nice, Ashla" Chadorhi remarked as she watched the another girl donated the poor guy a dreadful predator climbed over Nalan's head. Long frumpy face, dark eyes she had and her tongue was shaking in the air. Suddenly a yellow body started moving around on Nalan's neck and the snake gaped idly. "Hi up there! What's up with you?" Nalan looked up and took the snake in to her hands "Have you got a good sleep hm... Missi Syssy?" The snake didn't answered, just looked at her with her null and absolutely meaningless eyes. And also, Sheela stick her tongue out on Nalan. "Are you always that giver kind?" her attention turned once again to Ashla "Actually, what are you? I guess not an over paid mercenary, that wouldn't make any sense..." As Nalan placed her hand on Sheela, she started being annoyed and her tail scrolled around Naland's neck. The blue gird felt at first a strong grab, right after that she hardly could get breathing. Nalan grabbed the snake's neck as well. "Sheela ...don't... bad girl ... bad ... easy" She looked into the black meaningless eyes "Mama will ... veeery mad on you.. !!" and the snake set her free. Chadorhi calmed down when she got her first breath freely. "Ashla do you like pets?"
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/-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/
?Don't accept rides from strange men- and remember that all men are as strange as hell?
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Oct 16, 2009 1:45:54 GMT -5
Post by /-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/ on Oct 16, 2009 1:45:54 GMT -5
"I was taught be kind to others, especialy those less fortunate than myself"-- Ashla said with another feint smile--"simple kindness can make all the difference in a persons life"--she pushed her empty plate aside and raised her hand for a refill of her jama juice. She continued to watch the people coming in and leaving the bar. Some often mistook this for she is not paying attention to who she is talking to.
"I am not overly fond of reptiles, nor do I hate them. They have they're purpose as everything else does"--she smirked feintly--"I told you, I am a Matukai Adept"--Ashla sighed--"I work security on ships. It moatters not where they are bound for. I simply like to travel, and make a few creds along the way. Mainly enough to pay for my expensis. I dont have very expensive taste, so I make do with what I have"
Inwardly Ashla had actualy been trying to calculate how many credits she had. She would gues somewhere in excess of a thousand. She didnt realy spend much on anything, travelled for free. She watched as a yet another drunk was thrown out of the bar. She wondered why people would do that to themselves. Severe alchohol abuse made them leave desperate miserable lives. She shrugged to herself and turned to examine the nsake a bit closer.
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