Zeltros Streets

[Swirling Force]

The streets of Zeltros City are, more often than not, full of revelling party goers. The streets wind around between buildings, across bridges and interspersed with long sets of steps.


^{Image: Star Wars 104: Nagais and Dolls © Cynthia Martin for Marvel}

[Garrett Sven]

*Garrett gets another smug look going as he walks up to Lyshaa and Dejah*

=Garrett=

Hey my buddy is suffering from a broken heart at the moment. Do y'all think you can help him out?

*The two Zeltron's smile and walk over to Lee*

[Lee Katarn]

Wait-what?

*Suddenly Lee is approached by the two zeltron women and each latch onto an arm. Well this wasn't exactly what he had expected. Part of him wanted to come to Zeltros simply because of what it was known for and he knew Astefan would protest. But he really had no intentions of hanging all over any women, or drinking. To be honest, they still had to catch up to Tomias and those mandalorians. The cantina would be a perfect place to find out certain events he didn't know about that had taken place.*

=Lyshaa=

So. Your friend says you have a broken heart. Dejah and I are pretty good at mending those.

=Deja=

Yeah. There are no frowns on Zeltron. We won't allow them.

=Lee=

Ugh. That's not..entirely...ah screw it.

*Lee was finding it really hard to focus on the subject and clarify. He didn't have a broken heart. He had no right to have one as far as he was concerned. Heck, he knew he was the one that broke a heart. So he had no right to one. But his attention was slowly being dragged away from that and focusing on the two beauties latched on both arms.*

So...where is the cantina again?

=Dejay=

*The zeltron woman on his left simply laughs and points in that direction.*

This way. Come on.

*In sync the two girls run towards the cantina, forcing Lee to run with them as they have either arm.*

=Lee=

*Turning around to eye Garrett over his shoulder as he's forced to run off, he gives him a look of "You are so getting it...later". The three make their way to the cantina.*

[Garrett Sven]

*As Lee and the Zeltrons run past Garrett shouts to his master*

You'll thank me later!

*Dani puts an arm around Garrett's as they run to catch up*

=Dani=

So what happened to your hand?

=Garrett=

I thought it would be really cool to catch a Mandalorian's vibro-knife

*He laughs and slows up his pace as the Cantina approaches and the group enters*

[Astefan Macillan]

*As Astefan begins to explore Zeltros, he looks appreciatively at the native women. The first two he sees easily rate a nine or a ten, but after seeing several dozen he quickly realizes that he will have to reevaluate his rating scale. Zeltron women go up to eleven.

Occasionally a woman catches him looking, and he quickly looks away, embarrassed at having been caught staring. Eventually, though, he realizes that more often than not the women here will return his looks with sultry, inviting expressions. He smiles back at them but quickens his step and hurries on before any of them can approach him. He needs to stay focused. And maybe take a cold shower. What was it he was looking for again?

Ah yes, a droid shop was what he needed. He is supposed to be looking for parts and tools to fix Garrett's mechanical hand, and as much as he would like to build him a new one from scratch, the simplest, quickest solution would be to replace it with a droid hand. Cantinas and restaurants and tourist shops and jewelry stores and kiosks selling various trinkets are everywhere, but finding the sort of shop he needs is turning out to be more difficult.

He pokes around in several different pawn shops before leaving the fourth one triumphantly, having found and purchased a Portable Workbench 4000. It is a toolbox small enough to be easily carried and yet contains all the most critical tools for starship and droid repair, including an arc wrench, engine tape, small fusioncutter, hydrogrips, hydrospanner, laser calipers, micrograbber, micropoint, multitool, plastifibe agitator, servodriver, tuning stylus, and even a mechanical interface visor. The tools are all only lightly used and of excellent quality, and their storage carrycase can fold out into a miniature workbench. While not as good as a full set of tools and a real workbench, as far as portable toolkits go it doesn't get much better than this.

He still hasn't found any suitable parts though, and so he continues wandering down the streets at random looking for a decent droid shop. But as the pheremones in the air begin to affect him, he finds himself feeling increasingly carefree. Every now and then some Zeltron hottie will pass close by, giving him a really good whiff of her perfume and making his head spin. Dang, it is so hard to stay focused on this planet! Maybe he really should find someplace to get a cold shower.*

[Astefan Macillan]

*Astefan finally comes across what looks like a promising droid shop, with neon signs advertising parts and upgrade components as well as both new and used droids of various models. He goes inside to find the Zeltron owner sitting on the countertop and sipping a mint liqueur.*

"Ah, come in, come in! Welcome to Delak's Droids and Devices. Look around, feel free to inspect the merchandise all you like. I see you've got a Portable Workbench 4000 there - you must be quite an avid mechanic! I may not have everything you need, but if you don't see what you're looking for I can probably order it for you and have it imported from off-planet if need be."

"I don't think that will be necessary, but thanks."

*The shop owner sips his drink again and watches as Astefan eyes a pleasure droid dubiously.*

"Yeah, its previous owner wore it out, I'm afraid. But really, pleasure droids are no substitute for the real thing. Here on Zeltros there are plenty of ladies outside who would be glad to -"

"Err, no thank you, that's not what I'm here for. I don't need a new droid, let alone a sexbot. I just need a replacement droid hand. Doesn't need to be any particular model per se, but the more like a human hand the better. With five fingers."

*As someone of mostly Arkanian stock, Astefan's hands only have four. A fifth finger isn't really necessary as far as he's concerned, but he figures Garrett would want all five fingers. Delak sets his mint liqueur down and hops off the counter.*

"Your droid got its current one torn up, did it? Well, we can certainly fix that."

*He strides to a series of large metal drawers and bins arranged along one wall and begins opening some of them to display their contents to his customer.*

"There you go - the bins contain salvaged parts from broken droids and the drawers contain brand-new parts. If you rummage around, somewhere in one of these bins I'm pretty sure I have a few complete hands like you describe, but if not then I have all the brand-new components in stock that you would need to assemble a new one."

"Well, normally I prefer the 'some assembly required' type of projects, but I'm looking for a quick repair here, so... hmmm, close, but that won't quite do... no, this one's too damaged... ah, now this looks more promising."

*Astefan paws through the bins, holding up a hand every now and then, before finally pulling out one and looking it over more closely.*

"Yes, this should do the trick."

"But I thought you said -"

"Yes, I did."

"But that's a -"

*Astefan points at his own face.*

"Arkanian. It's for a science project."

"Hehe, 'science project'. Whatever you say, my friend! But I still think you should become intimately acquainted with some of the natives here, if you know what I mean. Wink, wink, nudge nudge!"

"Say no more. Seriously, say no more. I got the picture the first time. Can I pay for these things now?"

"Yes, yes, of course!"

*Astefan pays for the droid hand and a few other parts, which the owner puts into a paper sack. He then retrieves his Portable Workbench and goes back outside to find a well-known, easily recognizeable cantina where he can arrange to meet back up with Lee and Garrett.*

[Astefan Macillan]

*Carrying his purchases and his toolkit in his left hand, Astefan leaves Delak's Droids and Devices and is immediately accosted by an attractive Zeltron woman. No wait, that would be redundant, as nearly all the Zeltron women he had seen were absolutely stunning.*

"Hey there, handsome! I was wondering how long you were going to take in there."

"You've been following me?"

"Well, you can't blame a girl for being curious, what with you being a Jedi and all. I was hoping you might let me play with your lightsaber."

*Astefan's free hand darts to his side to hover protectively over the lightsaber she had obviously seen hanging at his belt, but before he can say anything she laughs at him.*

"Not that lightsaber dearie, your other one. I'll bet the Force is really strong with you."

*She sidles in close as she says this and puts her hand on Astefan's crotch in case he didn't catch the innuendo. The Arkanian backpedals away from her hurredly, until he finds himself with his back against a wall.*

"Stars and galaxies, woman! I don't even know you!"

"Hehe, look, your face is the same color as mine now! Why does it matter if we only just met? I'm inviting you to get to know me a little better!"

*She winks and brushes Astefan's cheek with her fingertips as he tries to fend her off with one hand while blushing furiously.*

"Oh, give the poor man some air, Danise! Can't you see you're suffocating him?"

*They both turn to look at the newcomer, Astefan in surprise and Danise a bit sullenly. The owner of the voice is rather modestly dressed by Zeltron standards, though her clothing is still tight-fitting and she is still showing a tantalizing amount of cleavage.*

"You'll have to forgive my older sister, she does come on rather strong doesn't she? Hi, I'm Lori."

*She smiles coyly at the Arkanian and gives a little toss of her head that makes her long blue hair sway over her bare shoulders. Unlike her sister, she is a prime example of how a woman can show less of her skin and yet actually be more alluring.*

"Err, hi. I'm Astefan."

"So what brings you to Zeltros?"

"Just passing through. Zeltros was on our way so my friends figured we'd stop to pick up a few... er, things."

*Both women seem amused that anyone coming to Zeltros would be "just passing through." Danise gives him an inviting expression and clearly hopes he will pick them up, but Lori cuts her off before she can say any more innuendo.*

"Awww, but you really should stay awhile! It'd be such a shame for you to not make the most of it while you're here. You know what they say about all work and no play!"

*Lori winks.*

"Umm, it's not really up to me. I'm supposed to meet back up with my friends when they finish their own errands."

"Well, you've got a comlink don't you? I'm sure they'll call you when they're ready - they're probably having fun too."

"Well..."

"Lori and I can be your tour guides! We were gonna go to the Hologram Fun World today - you should come with us!"

"Yeah, you should come! Please? It's not every day we get to be escorts for a Jedi!"

*As it turns out, Zeltron women can do the puppy dog eyes really well, even though they don't usually have to resort to that. Astefan could probably have escaped from just Danise, but looking into Lori's eyes he finds himself wavering.*

"Oh, alright, fine. Let's just swing back by the ship first so that I don't have to carry this toolbox everywhere."

*There is a chorus of "yay!" from the two women. Lori smoothly takes Astefan's free hand in hers, leaving Danise to simply walk along on his other side as they head to the docking bay.*

[Garrett Sven]

*Garrett and Dani exit the Paradise Cantina and take a seat at the nearby fountain. Night had fallen on Zeltros now and the neon lights were looking spectacular. Garrett is getting into his talkative phase of being drunk at this point but isn't slurring... yet*

Those slaver's a karking scum! I... I had to retrieve a family for them once... It didn't end up happening... When I arrived at their hovel they were all dead... One of the parents must have known what was going to happen and drugged their hole family to keep them from being sold into slavery... It was one of the most difficult things for me to look during my time on Nar-Shadaa... Those bastards should pay...

*Garrett tries to get up and return to the bar, but Dani pulls on his arm telling him to stay. Her forced empathy was beginning to calm him down to a reasonable level, so he stays on the fountains edge with an arm around her as they sit on the foutain's edge*

[Garrett Sven]

*As Garrett sits on the fountains edge holding Danni his commlink sounds and begins to blink*

::Tomias must be ready for pick up then::

*He looks into Danni's eyes. He really didn't want to leave, but he couldn't leave Tomias stranded on the force knows what planet*

Sorry sweetheart, but I must be leaving you now

=Dani=
Do you really have to go? *she leans in closer to him*

=Garrett=

Unfortunately I do. I have a friend who needs a ride *he kisses her forehead and , after a wobbly start makes his way back into the cantina*

[Garrett Sven]

*Garrett and Lee make their way through the busy Zeltros streets heading back to the ship*

So are you going to call Astefan?

[Lee Katarn]

Yeah. I'll call him now.

*Lee activates his comm and contacts Astefan.*

Yo Astefan. Forget the cantina. Get back to the ship ASAP. Garrett says Tomias is transmitting again.

*Lee ends the transmission and heads for the ship.*