[Day 1 - EN] Vode An

[Corso Fett]

Corso shakes his hand firmly and says, "A warrior is defined by his manners. So what brings you to the Yellow Viper?"

"Is the Republic trying to collect on old debts, I know a few of my warrants are still on the books."

[Dapper Dog]

"Aphr? Are you alright?"

Galen for his part can feel darkness permeate the room, things take on a more sinister hue... everything has a veneer of corruption from the pull of the dark side.

[Moyr Ahaya]

There was no mistake. The Red Face of Yavin stared at Aphr directly, and without pause. The woman inside the mask wondered, fighting with her own surprise and alertness at the appearance of her nemesis... Zash was watching, her attention was on the moon. Unsurprising, but now confirmed. The dark instincts held sway thus, riding on her anger, and she reached out through the Force to enter the mind of her sister to know her thoughts. The Force eagerly responded.

EN1. Sense, Shrouded. Mind-Reading. +1 Dark Side from Mask.: 1eF 1 Dark Side
- 2 Dark Pips

[Niall Organa]

Corso shakes his hand firmly and says, "A warrior is defined by his manners. So what brings you to the Yellow Viper?"

"Is the Republic trying to collect on old debts, I know a few of my warrants are still on the books."

Niall's handshake is probably not quite so firm, but he at least put effort into it.

He shook his head. "No, nothing like that. My invitation was part of repayment for a blood debt. I'm sure you understand." He gave Corso a nod. "So I'm here mostly unofficially."

[Corso Fett]

“Mostly,” he says taking a seat.

“Well this is a party Captain, please enjoy yourself. Unless you had something else for me?”

[Niall Organa]

“Mostly,” he says taking a seat.

“Well this is a party Captain, please enjoy yourself. Unless you had something else for me?”

"The 'mostly' is professional curiousity, I'd say." Niall said. "You're doing well for yourself, ah, Mister Fett?" He raised his eyebrows, inviting correction. "Speaking in my professional capacity, I'll admit to curiosity as to the goal behind your recruitment drive." He smiled. "Or if instead of goal, I should be asking about price. Mandalorian mercenaries have a very impressive reputation."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw was still drinking at the bar. Knocking back glass after glass of the heavy mandalorian liqueur. His attitude hadn't appeared to change a lot after Vera left, his expression was still a steady mix of guilt, shame and misery, completely devoid of the confidence and bravado he had displayed when he entered the bar. He was leaning on the table, grumbling something to... No one in particular. "You dumb bastard... The hell were you thinking..."

[Dapper Dog]

There was no mistake. The Red Face of Yavin stared at Aphr directly, and without pause. The woman inside the mask wondered, fighting with her own surprise and alertness at the appearance of her nemesis... Zash was watching, her attention was on the moon. Unsurprising, but now confirmed. The dark instincts held sway thus, riding on her anger, and she reached out through the Force to enter the mind of her sister to know her thoughts. The Force eagerly responded.

EN1. Sense, Shrouded. Mind-Reading. +1 Dark Side from Mask.: 1eF 1 Dark Side
- 2 Dark Pips

OOC: Discipline Roll versus Average difficulty, Aphra's Discipline.

[Corso Fett]

"The 'mostly' is professional curiousity, I'd say." Niall said. "You're doing well for yourself, ah, Mister Fett?" He raised his eyebrows, inviting correction. "Speaking in my professional capacity, I'll admit to curiosity as to the goal behind your recruitment drive." He smiled. "Or if instead of goal, I should be asking about price. Mandalorian mercenaries have a very impressive reputation."

Corso gestures for the Captain to sit and says, “What do you know about the Mandalorians?”

He pours more liquor for the both of them.

[Moyr Ahaya]

En1. Discipline of Sisters!: 2eA+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage


Moyr's consciousness entered Aphr's like a scalpel.

[Niall Organa]

Niall sat at Corso's direction.

"Perhaps not as much as I should." He said, waiting as his cup was filled. "In my youth, my education was broad. In the Academy, it had rather a different focus, as you might imagine, with the ongoing war." He drank, controlling a wince. "So only as much as can be learned from a week of hurried study on the journey here."

[Aphr Ahaya]

The dark instincts held sway thus, riding on her anger, and she reached out through the Force to enter the mind of her sister to know her thoughts. The Force eagerly responded.

Her thoughts are simple to read - she had no defense against something she had no idea about, nor any suspicion that the masked Twi'lek could be looking into her mind. It was easy for Moyr.

As for Aphr, her thoughts are entirely on the 'Twi'lek in the mask', which relates to a dream that doesn't seem to involve this bar. Or at least that's what she was thinking when Moyr looked into her mind. Whether to approach her, or to back away.

She finally made her decision it seemed,and she walked towards the woman in the mask.

[Galen Sol]

Galen reached out to grab her, momentarily.

"Aphr, remember what we discussed. I'm here if you need me."

He let her go, watching her carefully as she moved through the crowd.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr watched her approach, some of the long-forgotten emotions trying to barge back into her mind, some disbanded memories forcing themselves back. She waited, and controlled herself. Once Aphr was in a distance for quiet talk, she decided to speak, with mask-altered voice.

"So you've decided to face your bloody nightmare."

[Corso Fett]

Niall sat at Corso's direction.

"Perhaps not as much as I should." He said, waiting as his cup was filled. "In my youth, my education was broad. In the Academy, it had rather a different focus, as you might imagine, with the ongoing war." He drank, controlling a wince. "So only as much as can be learned from a week of hurried study on the journey here."

“Mandalorian means many things it is the people of Mandalore,” he nods to Shae and then gestures to the gathered soldiers, “It also refers to the warrior clans that are spread across the galaxy. We are the sons and daughters of a legacy of warfare.”

“Now it has become known as a fancy word for mercenary but we are more than that. We fight for honor and glory, to prove we are the strongest most deadly fighting force in the galaxy. There is a reason why Revan wore the mask of a Mandalorian in battle, to remind him of the honor and strength he had faced in battle.”

“It is time we remembered our sacred past, it is time for Mando’a to rise,” he stands and shouts “MANDO’ADE…. Mando’ad draar digu!”

The Mandalorians begin to sing loudly as others play instruments.

Corso adds, "Vode an!"

[Aphr Ahaya]

Galen reached out to grab her, momentarily.

"Aphr, remember what we discussed. I'm here if you need me."

He let her go, watching her carefully as she moved through the crowd.

She blinked, having forgotten that Galen was even there with her. She gave him a smile, and a nod, trying to give herself a little more confidence before she approached the masked woman.

Moyr watched her approach, some of the long-forgotten emotions trying to barge back into her mind, some disbanded memories forcing themselves back. She waited, and controlled herself. Once Aphr was in a distance for quiet talk, she decided to speak, with mask-altered voice.

"So you've decided to face your bloody nightmare."

She knows?

Now stood in front of the masked Twi'lek, passing that hurdle, she had a little more confidence. "It had to happen eventually. A party isn't the expected location though."

A pause.

"Who are you?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"The call me the Red Wraith. I am what your instinct compels you to become. A Sith." The voice was even. "The Dark Side called to you, and you responded."

[Aphr Ahaya]

She was less surprised that the Twi'lek knew than she expected to be. At least it confirmed it to Aphr, and she smiled.

"I reached out to find someone, and she found me" there was no reason to deny it after all "I knew you had arrived before now....I felt a reaction, I just couldn't see you."

A pause.

"Are you leaving?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I hadn't planned. Would you be leaving with me?" There was curiosity.

[Aphr Ahaya]

"I hadn't planned to" I haven't planned any part of this... "I just...I wanted to meet you. To find out who you are, and why you are in my dreams. Why I feel this connection."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Not all answers come here and now. But it looks like you are bound to me in the Force." She remembered something. "I am the fear you must learn to master. The Force has chosen you, and so you will find no peace. You do not overcome fear by lack of fear, however, but with Passion. Your drive, your desire to know, it is your strength. Will you step forth or step back?"

[Aphr Ahaya]

I've come this far...

She nodded, firmly. "I want to know why we are connected. Why I see you in my dreams. I'm not backing away now that I'm close to understanding the reasons."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Then let us go for a walk." As she turned to leave to the heat of the Red Light District, her carmine red lekku flashed out of her hood for a moment before the masked Sith moved toward the street ourside.

[Aphr Ahaya]

The red caught her attention - it was rare among Twi'lek. In fact, she had only ever known one...

But the woman was leaving. There was the briefest hesitation as she looked back to Galen through the crowds, but she soon followed the woman.

[Galen Sol]

As he saw her leaving, he tried to encourage her through the Force. Her resistance made things difficult.

D1, EN, Influencing Aphr with encouragement, Dificulty and Setback per her Sig: 1eP+1eA+1eD+1eC+1eF+1eS 1 advantage, 1 Dark Side

(Rerolled because I think I did it wrong the first time)

Turning back to Night, he smiled. "So, how about some whiskey now?"