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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 7, 2011 1:07:21 GMT -5
Lalalalala can't hear you. Lalalalalala can't hear you. No really. What are you lizards saying. I don't speak lizard.
=Dejah=
Babe, let's not antagonize the big lizard people. Our pheremones don't work with them. Biologically incompatible and all that.
*Dejah was slightly worried now. The trandoshans wouldn't really be affected by their pheremones and she was afraid Lee had consumed too much alcohol to be affected correctly by her pheremones.*
=Lee=
*Shouting louder than he intended.*
Wait?! They don't have weiners?!
=Dejah=
*Covering Lee's mouth and dragging him away.*
That is so not what I meant. Let's just bring you back to the bar and talk to our good friend Lyshaa.
=Lee=
Well wait. I'm confu-Oh Lyshaa! I remember her! She's the one with the pink skin and the blue hair, right?
=Dejah=
...yes. Yes she is.
=Lee=
No wait! *Breaking away from Dejah.* I gotta not pay these people and let them know I am not paying them!
*He runs up and stands beside Garrett.*
*To the trandoshans.*
You look here! Don't be jealous of my magical fiercey fork powers! *Waving his hands above his head.* Just because you have skills doesn't mean we can't have...can't have...can't have...oh!...can't have cake! No wait, that's not right. Anyway, you may or may not get what I mean by this!
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Garrett Sven
Jedi Commander
Posts: 212
Character Species: Human
Faction: Independent
Description: Ranch Foreman (Jedi in Exile)
Alignment: Neutral Good
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Post by Garrett Sven on Feb 7, 2011 1:31:01 GMT -5
*Well Lee was obviously useless and Garrett didn't want to get his ass kicked again*
Keep the money then. This bar is far too nice for us to be shooting it up anyway. *he felt Dani clinging to his arm again as he says these last words. He felt a calming sensation starting to come over him. It was the Zeltron's empathetic projections. As he walks away from the table and heads for the door he whispers in her ear*
Thank you sweetheart.
*They exit the Cantina and head out to the streets*
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 11, 2011 19:33:33 GMT -5
=Slaver 1=
*The trandoshans watch as Garrett walks away and grin toothly as they turn their attention to Lee.*
?Your friend leavessssss you yessssss? All alone with your wordssss and your threatsssss and your jokesssssss.?
=Lee=
Hey. Heeeey. Heeeeeeeeeeey. All my threats and my jokes are wordsssssss palllllllllelelelel...el.
=Slaver 2=
?We no take kindly to what you just ssssssay. Lack of...weinerssssss? We do not lack such things, you crude human being. I think we make you pay, rough you up. No sssssober friend helping you now.?
=Lee=
I find your lack of weinerssssss disturbing. Do not blame me for these things. Atleast you have tails, right? You just can't get tail. Don't be mad at me just because I can get tail and you can't get tail. Well wait. I don't have a tail, but you do. I can't get a tail either, but you don't really need a tail since you have one. Wait. Where was I going with this?
*Lee looks over to the Corellian Ale in his hands.*
Hey! Someone brought ale!
*Lee takes a swig of the corellian ale in his hands.*
=Slaver 2=
?Drunk human I find annoying. I punch in face, yesssss??
=Slaver 1=
?He no hassssss friend to help him out. I ssssssay we rough him up. Ssssshow him not to messsss with ussss again.?
=Lee=
Wait. When could I understand y-*Gets punched in the face, health to 9.5/10*
Owwwww. That hurt.
*Lee covers his nose directly after the punch. When he moves his hand away, he sees blood spewing from it.*
Now that was uncall-*Lee gets decked again in the face by the other slaver and while the first one that hits him tries to take his corellian ale.*
This is my ale! Mine I tell you! All mine! *Lee takes the bottle away from the trandoshans and smacks one in the face with it, busting it over his head.*
Aw maaaaan. I was going to finish that. *When the second one goes to swing at him for his friend being hit with a bottle, Lee ducks, but since he's so drunk he stumbles and falls on the floor. Failish dodge.*
*With the first trandoshan now back to his senses after being hit over the head with a bottle, he picks Lee up and holds him down, while the other punches him in the stomach. Health to 8/10.*
*Lee struggles desperately to break free of the trandoshan grip. He manages to get a few elbows to his face and the trandoshan loosens his grip. Right as the second one is about to punch him again, Lee punches the trandoshan in the face. Shortly after he lets out a yelp and shakes his hand.*
Ow! What is your face made of? Brick?
*At this point, Lee is slowly sobering up, but he's still drunk enough...to be...drunk? However, he is a little clearer and less delusional with what he says. Just as he stumbles backwards, the first trandoshan grabs him and tosses him into the pool, making a big splash. But when the trandoshan tosses him, Lee gets a good grip on him and takes him in with him.*
*Now they were in the water, not the best place for a drunk to be. Lee sees the trandoshan swimming fastly at him. Crap crap crap! What should he do? Drunk him couldn't remember how exactly you deal with giant lizard people swimming at you to eat your face off. Crap. What was that thing he had that he used while playing that game? Fork! Fork powers! Lee thrusts his hands outward quickly and uses Force Wave on the trandoshan to knock him back and into the side of the pool. Unfortunantly the moment sends Lee backwards too and both slam onto either side of the pool while a wave of water engulfs the trandoshan's side, splashing a good ten feet beyond the water's edge. Health to 6/10*
*Lee rests his arms on the edge of the pool and looks up with a look that says "Ah kark it all". He decided at that point it was best to just chill in the water. After the Force Wave the other trandoshan he didn't attack with a Force power pulled his buddy out of the water and ran off. Well atleast he chased them off for good...he hoped.*
*Lee looks up to see Dejah and Lyshaa standing over him.*
Um. Hi.
*Both look at him. Lyshaa walks off a bit exasperated with Lee's antics, but Dejah just smiles and shakes her head. She takes off her shoes and slips her feet into the water as she sits at the ledge beside Lee.*
=Dejah=
I ordered you a caf. I figured you'd need one after seeing that trandoshan give you a bloody nose.
*She smiles pleasantly at Lee and hands him the caf. Lee nods with a sheepish smile and takes it, taking a sip of it.*
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Deanna Domino
Grey Jedi
Kas tulisha abia al port. - Chaos opens the door of opportunity.
Posts: 202
Character Species: Human
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Post by Deanna Domino on Feb 12, 2011 23:31:51 GMT -5
*Lee's communicator starts buzzing. Pick it up, you drunkard!*
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 12, 2011 23:36:11 GMT -5
*Lee pulls the comm from his pocket and looks at it.*
These things are made water proof? Of course when Lee bought something like a communicator, he went all out. It was, infact, water proof and it came with bluetooth, wifi, and it's very own ringtones! Fortunantly he had left it on vibrate. He dries it off and puts it in his ear. He taps his ear to answer the call, then turns to Dejah.*
Hang on babe. Someone's calling.
*Turning his attention back to the comm in his ear.
Hello? Hello? Oh gosh. This isn't the Council is it? I swear it was all Garrett's idea and I so didn't intend to drink this time. And that fight with the trandoshan? He started it. Total truth. Not a lie at all. And no, we are not on Zeltros right now so don't even ask that question you silly Council Jedi Master.
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Deanna Domino
Grey Jedi
Kas tulisha abia al port. - Chaos opens the door of opportunity.
Posts: 202
Character Species: Human
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Post by Deanna Domino on Feb 12, 2011 23:43:56 GMT -5
*Somewhere in the universe, a Deanna is facepalming.*
*It's pretty obvious he's completely drunk, so she puts on her best Vrook voice to screw with him.*
"Young man, what did I tell you about stealing Padawan Domino's ship and destroying your liver? Do you think you could just get away with this without the Council knowing?"
*Considering how much she has to restrain herself from giggling, a sober person would obviously know it wasn't him. Lee, however? Who knows.*
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 12, 2011 23:51:19 GMT -5
*Lee nearly wants to jump out of his skin. It was Master Vrook!*
Oh chiz, I'm screwed. It's Master Vrook! Wait! Crap! I said that out loud. Errr. Um...what are you talking about? If by destroying my liver you mean I took a rusty dagger and stabbed myself in the...liver...ish area. Then no. I am not destroying my liver at all. And by stealing ships if you mean I own a giant battle cruiser with tractor beam capabilities and a mini hanger not unlike a mini fridge to store ships in, then no I am not stealing ships.
So. Yes. There we have it. Not killing my liver and not stealing ships.
*Turning his attention to Dejah while on the comm.*
Dejah, darling? Mind getting me another cup of caf? I so need to be more sober for this.
*Turning his attention to the comm.*
Uhhh. I mean. I so need to be...alert for this. Yes. I have not had sleep for many days. That's totally it.
*Dangit. Drunk Lee was horrible at lying.*
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Deanna Domino
Grey Jedi
Kas tulisha abia al port. - Chaos opens the door of opportunity.
Posts: 202
Character Species: Human
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Post by Deanna Domino on Feb 14, 2011 20:33:29 GMT -5
*Deanna says something muffled, but from the laughing in the background after she says it, it was probably something at Lee's expense. The voice is also significantly higher pitched than Vrook's voice would be.*
"Do you want another round in the catacombs, do you? Do you want me to show you their dark secret? After what I'm going to do to you if you don't bring that ship back in one piece, alcohol poisoning will be the least of your worries! Have I made myself clear?"
*She clears her throat. Man, keeping the Vrook voice up this long was hard.*
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 14, 2011 20:39:57 GMT -5
N-n-no Master Vrook. Not at all. You got it. Deanna's ship will come back in one-
*Wait a minute! No one knew he took Deanna's ship, right? Wait. No, they did. No wait! They didn't. He was sure of it. No one even knew where Deanna was but Lee, right? Yeah. Oh man that caf was starting to clear his head a little.*
Wait. What the Force? No one but Deanna knows I took her ship. Who is this? What is your angle? You know things!
*He hears the person on the other end clear their throat.*
You have Deanna don't you! You dirty schutta! I'll get you for harming my lil pateesa. You hear me! I will crush your soul if you don't release her this instant!
*Okay. So he was sobering up, but he still wasn't all there and his reasoning was off a little bit. But atleast he knew only Deanna knew and if someone had this information, they must be torturing her to death and he wouldn't stand for that! Deanna was like his last female friend left among his group of friends. He'd protect her with his life.*
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Deanna Domino
Grey Jedi
Kas tulisha abia al port. - Chaos opens the door of opportunity.
Posts: 202
Character Species: Human
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Post by Deanna Domino on Feb 16, 2011 18:44:34 GMT -5
*Deanna drops the Vrook voice once it's obvious that he was getting agitated. She hoped that he wasn't hopped up on spice. Last thing the galaxy needed was Lee on spice.*
"Whoa, calm down man, it is me. I haven't been captured or nothin', at least, not yet. Unless I missed something really important."
*It hits her what he just said before that.*
"Wait, did you say you were on Zeltros? Here I was, trying to be all responsible-like with your money, and you go take my ship to Zeltros? I better not be finding any foreign fluids in there, if you know what I mean!"
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 16, 2011 18:59:22 GMT -5
Deanna?! You're alive! I was going to hurt that guy if he didn't let you go. I'm glad he came to his senses. Are you alright? They didn't hurt you or anything did they?
*Lee starts rubbing his head, it was starting to hurt trying to think clearly. It's probably why he wasn't thinking clearly right now. Just as he thought about getting another cup of caf, Dejan comes back with the caf he asked her to get him. She hands it to him and sits next to him.*
Thank you Dejah. Man do I need more caf. My head's killin' me.
*Lee takes a sip of the caf, before continuing to talk to Deanna.*
Oh right. Zeltros. Yeah. We came here to fix Garrett up. Remember him? Yeah, he's rejoined the Order now and the Council decided he needs to be my padawan. Crazy, right? Anyway. You wouldn't believe the powers of persuasion on this planet. My Will sucks here.
Right. So anyway. Garrett's got his mechanical hand thingy he needs fixing so we stopped here since it was enroute of our mission thingy we're on and we also stopped by so he could make his own saber too. Woo. Fun times. Anyway. We're waiting here for Stephen-I mean Astefan. You know how late he is about things. Once he meets back up with me, we're back on track. I also promise not to bring along any guests. No foreign fluids.
*Lee takes a few more sips of caf. Making sense was such hard work when you had so much alcohol in your system.*
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Deanna Domino
Grey Jedi
Kas tulisha abia al port. - Chaos opens the door of opportunity.
Posts: 202
Character Species: Human
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Post by Deanna Domino on Feb 16, 2011 19:40:46 GMT -5
"Sooooooo, you needed a prosthetic hand. So you went to Zeltros. That's like . . . that's like, I dunno, going to a nightclub to get groceries."
*She pauses, trying to comprehend what's going on here.*
"I mean, I ain't leaving 'til I'm done here, and I still ain't done here, and I mean, it's not like my million billion smuggler pals couldn't lend me something, but it would be really, really nice to have that ship back. I'm already paying enough insurance on that thing without you crashing it into a brothel."
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 16, 2011 19:47:23 GMT -5
Well it was on the way to Commenor and you don't want to go one armed bandit on some hard core mandos that whooped your tail when you had two hands.
*Lee finishes up the caf, and hands the cup back to Dejah.*
Thank you deary. I think I'm good on caf now. Here, go buy yourself a nice drink.
*Lee hands Dejah a few credits to buy herself a nice drink, Lee watches her walk off for a moment before returning to his conversation with Deanna.*
Tell you what. After we retrieve the Jedi the mandalorians kidnapped, we'll make a pitstop and return your ship. I've been meaning to get one of my own anyway. Personal fighters are nice and all, but lately it's been more necessary to have something with more storage capacity.
*Lee pauses for a moment.*
I'd ask how the good fight is going, but now is probably not the best time. I'll just ask you in person when we return the ship.
*Yeah. Lee was forgetting there was some details of his mission he hadn't went over with Deanna. Oh well.*
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Garrett Sven
Jedi Commander
Posts: 212
Character Species: Human
Faction: Independent
Description: Ranch Foreman (Jedi in Exile)
Alignment: Neutral Good
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Post by Garrett Sven on Feb 17, 2011 16:38:26 GMT -5
*Garrett re-enters the bar to find Lee. His vision is hazy from the alcohol, but he eventually makes out the shape of his master in the pool. As he meanders up to him he notices he is on his commlink with some one*
Drunk dialing Master?
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 17, 2011 16:41:03 GMT -5
*Lee turns his attention away from the conversation again as Garrett addresses him.*
Actually. This one called me. We're chatting it up. Where is Astefan anyway? Did you find him?
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Garrett Sven
Jedi Commander
Posts: 212
Character Species: Human
Faction: Independent
Description: Ranch Foreman (Jedi in Exile)
Alignment: Neutral Good
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Post by Garrett Sven on Feb 17, 2011 16:47:35 GMT -5
Nah, still haven't seen him. For all we know he's back on the ship getting laid. We need to go though so.. *Garrett reaches over to try to pull Lee out of the pool, but with only one hand and alcohol fueled lack of balance he fails and falls on his ass*
Kark this *Garrett uses the force to remove his master from the pool and place him on dry land. He then get's back on his feet with some difficulty*
Let's get going Master. Contact Astefan and tell him to meet us at the ship. Tomias has started transmitting again.
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Post by Lee Katarn on Feb 17, 2011 17:16:35 GMT -5
*Lee is lifted from the pool to the ground by Garrett levitating him.*
Whoa. What the heck? I thought I was sobering up? People can't fly...I hope.
*Lee hears what Garrett has to say about Tomias transmitting again. Finally something they could track again! He turns his attention back to Deanna via commlink.*
Hey pateesa, I gotta go now. Real sorry. We just found a big lead on our abducted Jedi. I promise to make it to Corellia as soon as I can.
*Lee hangs up the comm, as he does he is approached by Dejah.*
=Dejah=
Aww. Leaving me already?
*Dejah clings to Lee's arm, not liking that he'd be leaving so soon. He brought so much fun with him!*
=Lee=
I'm afraid so deary. Places to go and people to see!
*Lee is about to pull away from Dejah, but she stops him yet again.*
=Dejah=
Oh I see. Thinking you can just leave without a goodbye kiss?
*Dejah grabs Lee by the collar and kisses him long and hard. When she pulls away, she slips something into his hand.*
Don't be a stranger next time. Hit me up again. You were loads of fun.
*With that Dejah walks back to the bar.*
=Lee=
*Lee looks like he's in a bit of a haze as Dejah walks away. Whoa. The Zeltrons knew how to kiss apparently, or atleast that one did. He looks at the item in his hand. It was a way to contact her. Lee looks up from his hand to Garrett, blinking and remaining quiet for a moment.*
Uhh. Tomias. Ship. Leaving. Got it.
*Lee exits the cantina, heading towards the ship.*
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Garrett Sven
Jedi Commander
Posts: 212
Character Species: Human
Faction: Independent
Description: Ranch Foreman (Jedi in Exile)
Alignment: Neutral Good
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Post by Garrett Sven on Feb 17, 2011 17:25:46 GMT -5
*Garrett follows his master out of the Cantina*
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