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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 15:04:19 GMT -5
"Hm." Dom chuckled, humored. "The republic's sent better sentients than I, and they've all been tortured to death." He sighed; his death warrant was signed. "Still, I'll go for it. If I survive, I'll instantly be the 50th richest sentient on the planet..." He said, trying to bring up the best in this. He tapped twice on the screen, scrolled down the combat reports; tapping twice on the "Accept" button, the republic's logo flashed for a moment, under the word "Processing........ Done." He tossed it back into his shirt pocket; in minutes, the word would be spread throughout the BHA that another fool would try his luck. He didn't think the notoriety would sit well with his normally-low profile persona.
A strapping young Cyranese male hopped out of the Taxi; rumors spoke of the Cyran-owned tavern in this area; the male only wanted to confirm the rumors personally, and entertained the notion of cuisine from the homeland for lunch. He opened the door, and stepped in. The first thing he noticed was the large shadow occupying a barstool. He was surpised when it turned, and ended up being a human.... Something like him was unheard of. Then he caught sight of the other Cyran, and the shorter one behind the bar. His features didn't betray his instant shock at how oddly perfect she was in every way. (Inject 3 paragraphs of how taken he was with her here; Meh. I'm no romantic.)--her beauty. "Excuse me.... Are you the owner?" He asked timidly, approaching the bar.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 15:17:44 GMT -5
Jakie shrugged at Dom's comment on the less-fortunate hunters, and continued to clean off her counters. "Y'know Dom, I don't think that a overstuffed and lazy scumbag like that Druglord will give you too much trouble." She thought out loud, not even thinking about the fact that said drug lord will have armies of Mercs and bodyguards defending him. And to make matters worse, some Drug Lords employed Cyran bodyguards to defend them. She was snapped out of her train of thought when a Cyran man, who was of the tiger subspecies, walked up and asked if she was the owner. She stood up straight, smiled, and nodded in response. "Yes, that's me! My name's Jakie, Jakie Nyobi." She replied in a most friendly way. "Anything I can get for you?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 15:23:52 GMT -5
Belph entertained the notion of replying "Your Phone Number!!" But quickly shot that same idea down. If he had a SHRED of a chance at wooing her, that unityness would probably blow it away. He walked in. "I'd like your specialty please..." He asked, sitting down at a table, to await his food. Discreetly, his sight was fixed upon her as she went about her duties; he was a masterful stealther, but even he failed to notice the "Shadow" eyeing him openly. M'aiq and Jackie were both oblivious to it with their backs turned; Dom had seen enough. Clearing his throat loudly and slamming his glass against the bar, he startled all three furs; nobody really paid any attention to the n00b as he settled his fur back down. "Oh, sorry for startling you two..." He apologised to M'aiq and Jackie, who were doing likewise.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 15:31:57 GMT -5
Jakie nodded and went about preparing the newcomer's meal. Thankfully, the breakfast specialty, which was waffles with strawberries and whipped cream, only took her about five minutes to make. She was nearly finished when Dom slammed his glass into the bar, causing her to whirl around, her fur poofed up slightly. She sighed and smoothed down her silky fur, then went back to finishing up the meal. Two minutes later, she dished up the chow and walked around the bar, heading straight for the customer's table. "Here you are, the morning specialty." She said, carefully placing it in front of him. She began to walk away, then she froze and looked back over her shoulder at him. "Oh, uh, what would you like to drink with that? Juice? Milk?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 15:36:24 GMT -5
"Apple juice, please..." He said, eyeing her rear as she left. The larger cyran was in the back, and out of his view so he figured it was safe. The poor fool still didn't realize how tragically he underestimated this human, nor the fact that Dom was about to attack him for such shamelessness. He began gobbling down his meal, enjoying the views whenever they were presented.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 15:42:20 GMT -5
Jakie smiled, nodded, and walked off to retrieve his juice. She went into the back room, and noticed that it was beginning to get uncomfortably warm in the Cantina. "I hate the summer here..." She grumbled, removing her apron and her thin pink sweater, leaving her wearing only a light blue tee-shirt that was just a hair small for her and a pair of well-worn jeans that fit her perfectly. She retrieved his apple juice, glided out of the back room, and went straight over to his table. "Here you are." She stated, placing the glass of juice next to his plate. Since the Cantina was empty, save for Dom and M'aiq, who was helping the only other customer in the place, she figured she could get away with some idle chatter. "So, what brings you to Coruscant, Mr.?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 15:54:46 GMT -5
[[ Oh, you dirty tease. ]]
Belph was almost driven mad by the teasing this woman (either knowingly or not) was putting him through. Severe self-restraint still easily crushed all ideas of making further advances; that large one in the back may well be involved with her already. Because blood was elsewhere in the body, and males didn't have enough of it to go around sometimes, he had still gone oblivious to the leer Dom gave him; she bent over once away from him and his heart fluttered as he openly gaped, jaw dropped. Taking a fork and spearing himself in the thigh, he brought himself back under control, and severely berated himself for such loss of control.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:00:43 GMT -5
[*Evil Megolomanical snickering is all that is heard in response.*]
Jakie slightly raised one eyebrow and sat down backwards on a nearby chair, still giving him a smile. "Well? What's your name?" She asked, simply curious about who he was and why he was here.
[Grr... Really, really crappy post on my part...]
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 16:08:53 GMT -5
"Bel... Belphegor...." He said, nearly chewing his own tongue off, until he steeled himself. "From the planet of Pvrest-rokia III." He said, looking her in the eye. Unfortunately, he was literally looking down at her very petite (by Cyranese standars) form.
Dom watched the entire specticle, swishing his drink thoughtfully. M'aiq would be very angry if he knew.... He toyed with several ideas, some of them involving himself, and a repeat incident of Gabriel...
[[ It must be contagious. +.+ ]]
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:15:23 GMT -5
Jakie thought for a moment. Pvest-Rokia III... That was where M'aiq's momma lived, as far as she could remember. She mentally batted that line of thought away, as it served absolutely no purpose. "So, Belphegor, what brings you to Coruscant? Business, pleasure, or both?" She asked, letting her tail slowly sway back and forth behind her, completly unaware of the effect she was having on the poor fellow. She glanced over at the bar, at M'aiq and Dom, then returned her full attention to Belphegor.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 16:21:34 GMT -5
"Pleasure!!" He chocked, eyeing her when she was looking at Dom. Dom had turned away, realizing she would be looknig at him soon, and figureing she wasn't an easy gaping target, right infront of him. "And business... Er... Both!!" He quickly added. "Although I didn't think I would stay long..." He said. Obviously, this little fur-covered angel had easily changed his mind!! Dom listened rolling his eyes, disgusted at how foolish the boy sounded.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:29:29 GMT -5
Jakie laughed softly and smiled warmly at Belphegor. "I know the feeling. When I first came to Coruscant, I was so eager to get away that it wasn't even funny... And now I love it here! Well, aside from the broiling hot heat..." She replied, running a hand through the fur on the back of her head.
M'aiq, still helping Shanya at the bar, afforded a quick glance over at Jakie. He loved it when she wore that Tee-shirt, it seemed to perfectly fit every delicate curve of her form. He chuckled and shook his head for a moment, then returned his attention to Shanya. He needed to focus on the customer, not the fact that Jakie was hotter than the midday sun on Tattoine.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 16:36:10 GMT -5
[[ Ohh this isn't good.... I hope they don't get violent in the end.... ]]
Dom watched, wondering if he should expose this farce right there and now. "Good lord... And I get crap from these two for being a human..." He thought; they were constantly ragging on him for the characteristic unattentiveness humans shared as a whole. "This is going to be interesting in any case..." He thought still, and sat back, realizing he could watch them unhindered, and unsuspicioned via a mirror on the back.
Belphegor was certainly bummed when he finished his food, and wiped his mouth off. "It was delicious... How much do I owe you?" He asked, standing.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:40:47 GMT -5
Jakie was silent for a moment, as she tallied up the price. "7 credits is all." She replied, slowly standing up. She glanced over at M'aiq again, then, once again, she returned her full attention to Belphegor. "So, are you satisfied with your food?" She asked thoughtfully, as she wanted to encourage repeat business from everyone who stopped by.
[Argh... Ignore Jakie's question about Belph's chow...]
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 16:45:43 GMT -5
"Uhhh.... Yeah. It was delicious!!" He said, pulling out 12. Generous tipping was another of his shameless advances. "Thank you.... I loved it..." He said, leaving it on the table, and nearly running outside, in his flurry to leave.
"Such a nice boy..." Dom sneered, his tone oozing sarcasm.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:50:28 GMT -5
Jakie smiled gratefully as she took the credits, and was in the process of heading to the till when a mighty crash occured in the entrance. In his haste to leave, Belph had tripped over a power cord that Jakie had forgotten to pick up after she was finished cleaning the Cantina. She stuffed the credits into the rear pocket of her jeans, and raced over to Belph, who was bleeding from a rather nasty cut above his right eye, a wound that he probably received from the corner of a table or something. "Are you all right?" She asked softly, kneeling next to Belph and adopting a worried expression on her face.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 16:52:08 GMT -5
"Mrhbgnn...." He mumbled, crosseyed momentarily. "Whaghb...." He asked, sitting up and holding his head. "mmm... head..." He grunted, shaking it and spraying fluids everywhere. "Wha.... I'm bleeding?" He asked, almost as if in a dream.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 16:56:10 GMT -5
Jakie nodded slowly and placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him and keep him from tipping over. "Yes, you are..." She replied softly, pulling a white hankerchief out of her pocket and proceeding to wipe some of the blood away from his scratch. "It looks like it's just a scratch, thankfully." She added, giving Belph a worried smile. "Can you stand?"
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Mar 15, 2008 17:04:36 GMT -5
He stood up rapidly to play it off, but almost toppled over from dizziness and nausea. "I'm.... Be fine..." he grunted, straightening and heading for the door again, not realizing he had bled enough that the hankerchief had stuck to his forehead, and he was now walking out with it stuck on him.
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Post by Jiang on Mar 15, 2008 17:11:49 GMT -5
Jakie stood up and couldn't help but giggle as Belphegor attempted to leave... With her hankerchief glued to his head. "Oh no you don't Tiger, you turn right around and head for that couch." She laughed, zipping up to him and gently wrapping her fingers around his arm, turning him around and pointing him towards the specified couch. "Jeez, you're just like my dad..." She added with a chuckle, as she practically marched him to the couch.
[Last post for now, see ya tonight, Raf.]
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