Kozeph

[kozeph]

Character Name: Struu-duair (can't think of a name for now so >.<)
Character Source: future SWU character (race link)
Character Faction/Alignment: Fringe
Type of Roleplay: Regular RP stuff, lets see how it goes along
Roleplay Requirements: no real requirement, feel free to rp who and how many charries you want.
Reason for Request: So I am making a new race and before I finishing them I want to run a test to see how they will play out in the larger world >.> also to see if I can come up with more concepts or remove things from what I currently have.
Notes: Just keep in mind that Kikimore's are still fairly new to galactic society therefore a rare sight in space sports. your personal opinion and advice is also very welcomed.
Roleplay:

"KYAAAAAH" the massive avian humanoid screeched and jumped out of his chair, his voice was powerful enough to pierce the cloud of sands in the cantina, drawing every patron eye to that large green skinned alien. Most spacers kept their eyes on Struu-duair, mostly since not even the most seasoned space traveler could place a name on that intimidating alien race, the rest the ones that didn't care just were annoyed that the bird-ish man was obnoxiously loud.

"You call thiz drink? this taste worse than rustmites in Kachiro sticks" Struu-duair made a loud click with his large beak and spitting sound, the Kikimore was obviously talking about the sticks from a peculiar tree used in his homeland, that its odor seemed to attract the rustmites a rare treat for the any Kikimore and it was one that Struu-duair did not like.

The Kikimore hunter beak clicked twice and the long thin quills in the back of his head made a soft rattling sound. Struu slammed his fist into the table and dropped back to the thing this stranger beings called chairs. He sat down so forcibly that his Kroot-kabal a child sized blaster rifle modified with two menacing looking blades coming out of it, one at the tip of the blaster barrel and the other one at the end of the stock. The rifle fell down to the floor and Struu didn't bother to pick it up.

The Kikimore crossed his arms and he just looked angry, the two meter tall and well built alien body language just told everyone in the room to keep away from him. Unknowingly to the observers, Struu was actually giving the signals for someone to defend the honor of the Juma joice god. In the Kikimore hunter eyes, many were drinking that god, therefore they must pay respects and defend the god.

"Bah!" the Kikimore said as his left foot began to rapidly tap the floor. So far everyone in this moon was rather tasteless, boring and skittish or simply stupid and too willing to pick a fight with Struu, something about him just either scared the weaklings off and persuaded the others, usually the big ones to pick a fight with the hunter. The Kikimore couldn't actually figure out that his behavior was more of a thug and bully than someone looking to meet strangers.

Struu was big, strong and a bit too eager about things. So it was not surprising that most people on the Smuggler moon tried to avoid him.

"Bah!" the green skinned Kikimore stood up briskly and simultaneously used his right foot to pick up and throw up his Kroot-Kaban up so his upper hand could carry it. Struu-Duair headed out for the door, he easily made it there his gait just between regular walk and hopping.

"He-- hey! w-here do you think yo- you are going... you haven't paid yet!" the Bartender spoke out, not realizing his mistake until he had spoken out. The fat human started to sweat and covered his mouth with his hand.

The Kikimore stopped dead on his tracks, with one leg he made an elegant spin and then faster than the barkeeper could gulp. Struu was in the air, the powerful legs allowed the Kikimore to reach, no land on the barkeep table. Struu crouched and his large head was three inches from the barkeeper sweating face. He smelled horribly...

"Wut, was that?" Struu asked, he sounded menacing angry even, but in reality he was just confused. Struu like many of his race had a poor hearing and the barkeeper voice didn't quite get to Struu, thanks to all of the now gone noise.

"You say it again?" the Kikimore said tilting his head to a side. Then rather surprisingly for Struu the human feinted.

"Oi wrong with you something?" He kikimore asked dropping out of the table and crouching next to the human, this was the Fourth time today something like that had happened to Struu... maybe it was a racial thing...

[Jazen]

For someone who had traveled the stars as long as Shine had, there wasn't much he hadn't seen or heard that surprised him anymore. He'd seen Wookies up close, heard tales of the darkness in the fringes of space, stories that would run your blood cold. Bar brawls that ended up turning into full on wars, a species designed to live in oceans visiting a planet with an ocean of sand and a group that developed the most amazing of droids fell into that category as well. Heck, he'd seen a Nikto in a dress once, though that had been a strange day altogether.

But when that otherworldly shrill shattered the normally loud and active chaos within the bar he was inhabiting, Shine found himself staring at possibly one of the strangest things he'd ever seen. He didn't even have a name for the manner of creature that his eyes now watched intently, their kind not one he was familiar with. In fact, he didn't' know of anyone that had seen the race that the now upset patron was.

Bars tended to have a varying amount of races and cultures that flocked to them, so to see a mix of human, Twi'lek, Gran and various other alien races mingling together was an expected sight. It was likely how Shine had not noticed the strange bird like species upon his arrival. Habit and instinct drove him to simply glance around for an open seat, occupy it and order his first brain cell killer of the night. And from there, he'd glance around from time to time, trying to spot trouble before trouble spotted him or looked for someone drinking alone that he could join for company. Yes, that was mostly towards ladies, but he joined groups before to play cards or the like as well. And of course, watching for anyone he might know.

It had been a long day on the Cat, what with the hyperdrive deciding to fail before they took off for the stars once again, forcing Shine to spend the better part of his morning trying to figure out what had gone wrong. And for all his hard work, he'd only just managed to find the problem as night started to descend on the planet. That meant shops were closed...and the needed part would have to wait till the morrow when they opened again. So he decided to kill some time hopping a couple of bars or pubs to see if anything interesting came up. Or someone interesting. This was his second stop of the night, after the first one hadn't yielded any real fun for him to stick around. This one, louder then the first, had promises of being the more entertaining establishment. And now it was paying off.

How he'd missed the massive bird man that sat only a few tables away from went right over his head, but it didn't much matter. He could see him now. Taller then he was, with a beak for a mouth(and a nose?), clawed hands and hair that looked like it could stab someone with the same effect as a knife, the bird man was an imposing figure. And from the sound of, much to the chagrin of his poor ears, a very mad imposing figure. When the bird man slammed back down to his seat, his weapon clattered to the floor beside him....and he didn't pick it up right away either.

He's either asking for someone to try and take it so he can fight over it, or he's just a fool.

That was answered in a moment as the bird man soon flicked the weapon back up to him from the floor, his body language telling the story of someone who did not get what he wanted. Yep, wanted a fight he didn't get. Shine couldn't blame anyone in the bar though; none of them looked to keen to tangle with that beast of a race and he had to agree. It's one thing when a brawl ensured or you were so drunk that most foes didn't look so tough to challenge a man like that; while folks were sane though, it wasn't likely to happen.

Obviously, the bird man figured the same thing. He packed his gear, stood to his full height(dear lord he was big) and started to make for the door. No one stopped him, heck, most got out of his way. And he was just about there when the bartender squeaked..yes squeaked out about the bird man's bill. And in a flash, the bird man was in the air, over the gaping looks of several patrons and their tables to land on the bar with a heavy thud. The tone in the bird man's voice was deep, angry, threatening it sounded like. Oh great, and he's cheap on his bill too. This won't go well. The bar was dead silent now, more silent then it had been when that shrill had first calmed it slightly. Again the bird man asked his question and again, the bartender seemed to falter. And then he passed out.

Shine sighed and glanced around the room. No one was getting up to even think of answering the question. Go figure....well, this will either be interesting or painful. Maybe both.....I hope not though. Rising, Shine downed the rest of his drink, his back to the bird man until the glass hit the table with a thud and he turned to face the bar. "Well jeez, how can he answer your question if you make him dirty his trousers. Guess I'll ask it for him.

He asked what about the bill for the drinks, my large and clicky friend. You were about to walk out without paying for them, which is in rather bad taste. Even if they taste like bantha piss."

[kozeph]

Struu remained kneeling with one hand holding his large nasty looking blaster rifle, while the other poked the knock out human in the chest. The Kikimore was careful not to apply enough strength so his finger claw didn't rip the bartender clothing or his skin. These race called humans was sure a strange one, they all tended to look the same yet try to look different but they failed to change their scent, sure some smelled worse than others but in the end they all looked the same to the Kikimore hunter. Struu-dair poor ears picked up a voice addressing him and the giant birdlike head turned around to see who was talking, it was another human. Young looking by Struu estimations, brown hair and strange enough he didn't seem to be as skittish as the other Humies Struu had encountered so far.

The Kikimore hunter slowly released his grip on his Kroot-kabal and left it there laying next to the downed bartender. Struu rose up again, showing his full height and extremely well built muscles of his green leathery body. The bird like humanoid beak clicked once more and he drew closer to the human with very strange eyes, this was the first time Struu had seen eyes like that.

The Kikimore head stopped about ten fingers apart, his beak clicked again and Struu arms harshly landed on the table, supporting his body with his forearms. At this distance Struu could smell the human well enough, this was one of the few beings that didn't seem to be too nervous with having the nearly seven feet tall alien so close.

"OOOhhhhh" He said surprise after the human speaking, then the Kikimore stopped resting on the table and stood back up. He turned around to watch the unconscious human.

"OOHHH me sorry bad seller of water" Struu reached down into his pouch and began opening it. His head tilted back to see the other human the one that was nice enough to answer Struu's question. "Struu always forget you star people pay for thing, so strange you all are" Then the Kikimore more began to make what anyone could assume to be laughing noises.

"Silly Struu always forget" he kept laughing for a while and finally remove the cover of one of the large pounces in his belt. If someone was watching closely at the content of the pouch their jaws would probably fall out. The content of the pouch was more than three dozens of a large variety of priceless gems, crystals and precious metals of various sizes and patterns. You see in Struu home world, gems and precious stones are as common as dust bunnies in an old home. The content of the pouch was probably worth around thirty or forty thousand credits.

"Nice star traveler take me to this odd iron place for three of this, maybe drink be worth one of this shinny ones" he said mostly to himself. The Kikimore randomly picked up one of the gems a blue one (Sapphire) and carefully placed it in one of the Bartender hands.

Struu turned around to seek approval from the nice odd eyed human "Good now?" he asked curiously, but still in a rather harsh tone.

[Jazen]

There was a brief moment, a period of time that lasted around five seconds, where Shine's mind pondered whether this was a wise choice. He didn't know many could blame him. When a being that stood about as tall as a Wookie and appeared to be nothing but muscle and temper looked at your with those cold, predator like eyes....it would be a miracle if you didn't feel an ounce of fear. To his credit though, Shine never showed it, his stance unyielding underneath the bird man's stare.

To his slight relief, when the bird man rose up from behind the counter, its weapon was noticeably absent. Not that the bird man likely needed a blaster to put someone down, but it gave Shine an advantage if things got messy. And when the man rose up from behind that counter to his full height, Shine felt his hand instinctively reaching down for his weapon and snapping the holster open from beyond the man's sight. And again, Shine wondered if this was really the best idea he'd come up with. Maybe the guy wasn't as bad as he thought..just maybe that if things started going south, he could talk his way out of pain.

Shine's head had to tilt back as the bird man came close, standing a good foot or more above Shine's smaller form. His eyes met the bird man's, his hand lightly slipping across the grip of his blaster as he looked at the man, a low whistle slipping from his lips through the quiet bar around him. "Well, aren't you a big one. Must be a pain to find clothes in that size....not that you wear much it seems."

When those hands banged on the table, Shine noticed several of the nearby patrons jump in surprise. As for Shine, he'd seen too many things and been in situations that were far worse then this to jump or get startled. But it did raise the question of whether or not this meeting was going to have an happy ending...or with someone going to the medical ward for the night. Considering how heavy the bird man's actions had been, the latter was starting to gain favor by the minute.

So color Shine surprised when his words registered surprise from the bird man. As the man shot back up, Shine's eyes widened a little to show that surprise, his mouth slightly gaping as words for the situation left him. Could...could it really be that simple? He didn't know that the request was for him to pay his bill? What...is he deaf? Shine's thought was proven true as the bird man pulled up a small pouch from his side and dug those clawed fingers into it, scrapping around its contents for what Shine could only hope was the money for his drinks. A strange noise slowly started coming from the man, a noise that Shine could swear sounded like a laugh. And in between those chuckles, Shine managed to pick out something...a name perhaps. Considering it said it in a way that suggested reference to himself, Struu was likely just that.

Shine leaned up a little as the bird man picked around in that pouch, managing to get a glance at the inside. He had to keep from gasping in shock, instead settling for a whistle as the larger being pulled out a blue gem....a sapphire really?....and placed it in the sleeping bartenders hand. There had to be a small fortune in jewels in that pouch. Enough from the look of it to merit a mugging on this planet....if anyone knew that the bird man had them. And was brave enough to try and take them. After the bird man had paid and turned back to him, Shine shrugged his shoulders and tried not to laugh himself.

"I think he might just pass right back out when he sees what you gave him. You have to be careful friend, people would kill over those shinny ones if they knew you had them." Reaching down, he plucked the sapphire from the bartenders hand and hide it inside the man's shirt pocket, hiding the act from the crowd of the bar. Pouring another drink himself, Shine sat back down across from Struu, smiling. "But yes, good now. You should see about getting those turned into actual credits; a small fortune you'd make from them. And then your not overpaying someone.

So, name's Shine. And I'm guessing from you rant that your Struu, yes? A pleasure Mr Struu. Tell me, what brings a big man such as yourself to this corner of the galaxy?"

[Jazen]

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