[Day 1 - EN] Vode An

[Niall Organa]

"Good start," she mimic'd before drinking from her glass. She looked to both of them and shook her head. "I'm not going to make any conclusions today on your politics. This is a cantina, not the peace talks."

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"Until next time, then. It has been a pleasure, of sorts. You know where to find me." He lifted his glass to her once more.

He turned to the Sith. "I imagine I'll be seeing you again, as well." He said, his tone dry. "Well, my offer's still good, if you did want to have a conversation about trust. Or something else." He waited a moment for a response before turning away.

(PM if approached again)

[Moyr Ahaya]

"The conversation should begin with admitting that there is no trust between yours and mine, Captain. Once you dial down on condoning organised hypocrisy your regime is founded on, we can talk. That would require of you to hop down from your privileged Alderaanian perch you inherited rather than deserved. Peace is a lie, but war can be different than it is now. How different, depends on you and yours, how you negotiate with us. Maybe there is something that can approximate as 'peace' down the road. That said, I don't mind you preaching peace among the Mando'a. It's like trying to convince the sharks to feed on algae, it will turn out great for you. Have a good evening."

[Nekoinu]

Vera looked at both of them and chuckled. "Both of you wish to get the Clans to help you. It makes sense."She drank once more. "Call me sometime. Impress me with more than talk."

She then became more grim. "No more of this. I didn't come to a gathering to hear politics."

[Eight]

"I....don't know" she sounded as unsure as she looked "I will have to speak to Xero about this. I didn't expect all of this to happen."

"Sounded like it'll be trouble. First day in and we're already having trouble with the Sith." Eight paused. "I was thinking it'd at least take a couple more than that." The droid was already processing how to kill the opponents, if it came to that. It would be tricky, they were better armed, but arrogant, arrogance can be used.

"Definitely have to talk to the boss. He'll need to decide if he's gonna be willing to part with you."

[Aphr Ahaya]

Aphr nodded thoughtfully, trying to work out what she would say to Xierreau. A brief look of annoyance crossed her face, but it was gone soon after.

Why can't I decide my own life for once?

"I'll accept any trouble onto my shoulders, as it's my fault" she finally said "do you want to go back in? Or head back to the ship."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"We'll talk later then. Enjoy your drink." The Wraith rose from her seat and moved to another space in the club where she finally spotted the one last individual she wanted to meet this evening. She moved close and sat, ordering tikaar for herself. "Craw Toboga, I presume."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw glanced at the sith, and took a large gulp from the bottle he had acquired. " 'Fraid I am, yeah. Who might you be?" He was slurring slightly, his expression had faded to that dull visage of guilt once again.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Someone who you were recommended to by my friend in Clan Vizsla. As a man of martial capability and strong work ethics." She mused quietly, sipping through a straw.

[Craw Toboga]

It took a bit for the abused brain cells in Craw's head to process this. After a few seconds of silence, he said in a flat tone "Oh. Oh yeah, you're my employer, right. Sorry, it's been... It's been a rough night." He glanced off into the distance, and took a gulp from his bottle again.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Rough how?" She asked with feigned empathy, wondering if he had anything to beat the Zhorrid affair. Very unlikely.

[Craw Toboga]

Craw sighs and looks down at the bar. "Just... Old mistakes coming back to haunt me, you know how it is..." He took another sip from the bottle.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Why should I? It is I who haunt my old mistakes until they can no longer get in my way." She remarked coolly. "This is not the best line to start the conversation with your employer."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw grimaced, put the bottle on the bar and straightened himself a bit. "Right, had a bit too much to drink, I think. Sorry about that." He cleared his throat. "The mistake, uhm... Shouldn't complicate our agreement. Pretty sure I can keep run-" He stopped himself before he could dig himself further into a hole. "...Yeah, shouldn't complicate the job." He finished.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"It's a strange place to be down, among your brothers and sisters for a festive time. If you've run into problems with some other Mando'a, I'd like to know that outright. I cherish my relations with the Clans and I would not like to put them into jeopardy because of your - how did you call it? - old mistakes." The Sith calmly retorted.

[Craw Toboga]

Craw closed his eyes and a look of annoyance came over his face. "Aw fuck... Really should learn to keep my mouth shut." He sighed and opened his eyes, he spoke in a flat tone. "My fiancee wants to kill me. It's a long story. She's Clan Cadera, which means my relations with them and their allied clans are... Strained." He paused and glanced over his shoulder. "Good news is that only she wants me dead. The clans themselves just don't like me." He paused. "The reason she wants to kill me... It's... Well it's probably one of my only regrets. Definitely the biggest. That's why I'm not exactly in a festive mood." He sighed. "Your reputation won't be hurt. I'm not vilified or anything, the problem is mostly between just me and my fiancee."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Cadera? Then I couldn't care less. They won't be my friends, with their attitude to lick Republican butts." A sip. "You're good then. As long as you stay on Corso's good side. This is the man I put much confidence in. Though if you are good with Varads and Ordos as well, that won't hurt."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw gives a sigh of relief. He leans on the bar and rubs his temples for a moment before looking back to the sith. "Well I haven't met Corso yet, heard a lot about him, sounds like a good man." He pauses. "Ordo might a bit more... Complicated. They're good friends with Cadera."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"And yet neutral for now. As Corso rises, friendships will be tested, and choices will have to be made." She paused. "You say it as if your ex-fiancee had Ordo friends around."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw scratches the back of his head. He looks uncomfortable and unhappy. "Well it looks like it. Had a talk with... Vera Ordo, earlier. The way she talked it sounds like she and my fiancee know each other." He looks down at the bar.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr frowned under the mask but kept her tone casual. "Should I assume you're one of those guys who take a turn left on the last straight?"

[Craw Toboga]

Craw looks at her, his expression is serious. "I don't run out on a job. No matter what happens, if we've agreed I work for you, I'll fight till the bitter end if I have to." He pauses, and looks down, his expression oozes self-loathing. "I take loyalty very seriously. Which is why what I did to my fiancee is..." He's silent for a moment. "I can do killing, I can do defending, I can do warfare. But personal relationships are... They don't usually work for me."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"You're not the only one. Men are hopeless like that. Fortunately I am not hiring a romantic escort. You'd be fired before being hired." She chuckled. "For now, I choose to believe in your competence because that's what my friend told me. I understand you come with a crew of sorts. I'll pay your current docking fees as an advance for the time I'll need your skill. Is it acceptable?"

[Craw Toboga]

Craw nods, his face is blank. "Yeah, I wouldn't date me either." He listens to the Sith's offer. "That's acceptable. What sort of work should I be expecting to do? Enforcing? Hits? General support?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Anything from securing my back just in case to a fucking bloody mayhem. We shall see. I am a woman who courts danger, I go dangerous places for dangerous purposes. Shit happens with high frequency. But I won't trouble you with trivialities, I don't need a casual bodyguard. And you can't really speak of anything you will have seen while working with me even if it is the best story of your life. You'll get a call from me once things are in place. What I can tell at this point is that it will be in this system."

[Craw Toboga]

Craw nods. "Pack heavy weaponry, get ready to fuck shit up, and keep my mouth shut. Got it."