[Day 5 - Mid Evening] To Arms!

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Plants from his own planet?" Z asked, as the started to ascend the stairs back up to street level. sometimes on Nar Shadda you had to go up, before going back down. "That sounds like a bit of a story."

[Vec Gunnar]

"Not much of a story, unless you make it out as one," he said with a shrug of his shoulder. "Some noble from Alderaan, a captain in the Republic military, Captain Organa. Ran into him in one of the fancy shopping areas and he was looking for plants from his world, take it that it was probably a gift for a friend. Or was just home sick."

"Nobles," he said dismissively.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Plants or flowers?" He asked as he continued to lead the way. There was a different significance in that type of choice. A plant might be homesickness, a flower a gift for a lover? Honestly it probably didn't mean much.

If Captain Organa had a lover though, and she was here. Well it could be valuable information at least to someone. "Nobles are a strange breed.... I assume they are similar in the Empire?"

[Vec Gunnar]

"Sorry, can't say I remember," he said with a shrug, flowers were never his thing. The planet he grew up on had little of them and he didn't see much of them when he joined the Empire. They weren't practical things to keep when you moved from assignment to assignment with only a locker and a crate to keep all of your things. "It could even have been weeds."

"Strange breed? You must mean pure breed," he snickered. "We're probably all strange to them, if anything. I can't properly say much about the nobles in the Empire, probably will lose my head over it, literally. But, I guess when you're from a big and proper family, you get the sort of tastes that only those coming from up to will understand, yeah? You would probably know best, hanging around one on stage."

[Zanebry Varliss]

That was a bit disappointing, people should always pay attention to the details. But then Vec was a long time solider, so it wasn't surprising he didn't spend much time considering those sort of things. "It could of been weeds, maybe he wanted to dry them and smoke them or something?" That was about as logical as anything.

"Perhaps, Arsele is a bit different then most other Nobles I've met. It's nice in a way." He walked through the streets his sense tuned to the happenings around them. "We'll want to go this way." He said rather abruptly, turning down a side street that was a little smaller then what he'd usually take.

[Vec Gunnar]

Vec snickered, "If that was the case, I don't know why he had to fuss that it had be in a pot and in a presentable fashion. I doubt it. Nobles tend to have exiquite tastes and I doubt they would do the work themselves for something like that."

He nodded and continued to walk with him. "That's probably enough on your friend, anyone else around here I should know about?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Ah... So it was for a woman then, and likely one he couldn't send flowers to." He smirked, it seemed like Captain Organa might have a lover. That was interesting.

"Any certain type of people you're interested in? I know more then a few of them." Z rounded a corner, putting them back on a path close to the one the were on earlier. At least things along this street seemed a little safer.

[Vec Gunnar]

"Probably?" He said with a shrug and asked him directly, "Is he supposed to be popular, or something?"

It seemed unlikely he would get an answer as it seemed Ne'Bry probably just heard about him now. "I don't have a type, I guess any one who's curious and worth talking to, that's all. But no celebrities, I had enough of those type," he gave a dismissive snort.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"He's important. That's much more interesting then popular." He replied with a chuckle. "But that knowledge probably will break a few hearts."

"Oh? Been meeting some celebrities? I wouldn't of expected that from a old solider." There was a small pause as they continued their walk. "Galen Sol is hunter, you might have some things to talk about with him."

[Vec Gunnar]

"Huh, never really thought of that," he murmured on the topic of broken hearts. His won't be one of them, so it was hardly a concerned to him or whatever web of relationships were starting to form on the moon. "Well, it's probably better that they find out early than later. Or not."

"Not intentionally, nah." He shook his head as he continued to follow along at the same distance. "Yet, they have some way of coming to me. Don't know if you met that Vera Hawke or whatever. Apparently some big celebrity in Republic space? She doesn't seem all that smart to me."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Well, the choice of a vase and a plant tell me a bit more, but e don't have to get in to all that." The older didn't seem all the interested after all.

"I wouldn't be surprised she seems the type that is paid more for her looks tgem anything." As close as she was seemingly getting to some of the imperials, that might not be the case.

[Vec Gunnar]

"Someone called her the 'boobknight', don't know if that's a nickname or just something they said to spur at the moment. Sure, I guess I could admit that she's pretty but that's all that's going for her. A galaxy this large, even pretty can get your so far up in life before you have some real talent to get further up." That said, saying that the actress that played Vera Hawke didn't care very far in life was perhaps a bad example. "I'm sure if I gave her a live weapon, she would have shot her own face off."

[Zanebry Varliss]

He chuckled. "Anything is possible I suppose, you are right though. If all she is, is a pretty face. It's probably not really worth the time."

They rounded another corner, and Z pointed ahead. "That sir is our destination. A shit hole, but one of the better ones in this side of town."

[Vec Gunnar]

He raised his brow at the bar he was led to, "Is there something you call a slightly better shit hole? Heh, nah, I think it'll do just fine. Funny I'm not so worried about what they put in the drinks, only that it's not watered down. Get us both of whatever you're drinking. Again, I'm buying."

[Zanebry Varliss]

They walked into the bar, which wasn't the best of places, a little dirty and old, it didn't smell though which was probably a plus. There was a man behind the bar and two scantily dressed women serving as waitresses. They were easy on the eyes, but not the most beautiful women in the city.

Claiming a table Z order two whiskeys no rocks as he waited for the other man to join him.

[Vec Gunnar]

Vec gave a curt nod to the man behind the bar and handed him the required credits with a few extra. He gave the place a long look over before sitting down. "Nice place, it actually looks like it's been here for a while too." As opposed to the bar being a flight by night operation and just a front for something else.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"At least a few years, as far as I know." He settled into his chair, taking his glass innhand when it arrived. "Can't say if these are the original owners though, these places have a way of changing hands."

[Vec Gunnar]

Vec gave a brief stroke of his chin, "I almost wonder why. Kinda hard to have a history around here if people constantly change or move away. Sometimes, cease to live, I guess."

[Zanebry Varliss]

He took a sip if his drink, his eyes sweeping the room. "Most people here are more interested in credits then history. You do have a point though, it is pretty tough to have any sort of history, beyond a few years at least."

[Vec Gunnar]

He snickered, "In that case then, you being here for two years almost makes you something of a pillar around here. Or an old-timer. I guess the only competition you have for seniority are the bounty hunters and hutts that are cemented here, yeah?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"It feels that way at the very least." He replied with a dry chuckle. "Though to be honest I've been here closer to three years."

"I suppose that's why I know so many people and places."

[Vec Gunnar]

"I'm sure that sort of knowledge is bound to pay off into something if you stay here long enough," he said with a gesture to the drink he just treated him. "Eh, it probably pays off more when you don't show simple tourists around here, anyway. You must be invested here already to stay that long. The knowledge is worth less elsewhere."

He downed the remainder of his drink. "Anyway, I go to get going and hit the bunk for my shift. Thanks for the directions, Ne'bry. Have yourself a good one."

Rising up from his seat, he pulled up the collar of his coat and made his way out after giving a nod to Ne'bry.

/exit