[Day 7 - Late Morning] Smokes

[Vec Gunnar]

Despite his role in the shootout yesterday and his injuries, Vec managed to sleep around soundly. If had been new at being shot at, it might have bothered him, but the vet knew better about fretting too much about danger. There were plenty of other days to worry about and more situations ahead to put his life in danger.

He had run out of smokes yesterday however and rectified that matter during is morning visit to the Yellow Viper Cantina, inserting a few credits in the cigarette machine and pressing a few buttons to make his selection. The dispenser whirled to work...then abruptly stopped with no result.

"Piece of shit, cough it out!" He growled as he banged his fist into the display a few times to get the machinery to cooperate, earning the frowns of a few locals who watched the sergeant interrogate the machine.

[Nekoinu]

"Excuse me? Sir? I'm a bit lost." The Zabrak massaged her forehead, and blinked at him. "I'm really hoping I start remembering things soon cause this is not good. But you're a soldier, right? You can help, yeah?" She looked down at the lightsabers at her hip. "When did I get these?"

[Vec Gunnar]

"Yeah?" Vec said abrasively when he heard the voice calling him. If they weren't going to fork over the smokes he paid with his hard earned money, he had little reason to talk to them at all. He turned to see who it was and his brows shot up in surprise. Was he really before a Sith lord all of a sudden?

He stood at attention before a superior, "That's right, my lord. Sorry for the attitude earlier, damn machine ate my credits."

"Anyway," he said after clearing his throat a bit, moving on from his dilemma. "I...don't know when you got these. Heck, I'd assume you were born with them or something."

[Kristal Serasai]

There was something about the Yellow Viper that had a calming effect on her that brought Kristal to come here when she was angry. Unfortunately, the reason for that was only realized once she had already entered the establishment. There was a calm cool that fell over her senses whenever she played a game of cards. That inherent superiority she felt anytime she knew that she had the best hand, or perhaps she even didn't, merely that she could make others believe she did.

Which, of course, brought into realization that she hadn't the funds spare to properly play a hand to the benefit of the others at the table. Unfortunately for Kristal that inevitably reminded her of the very thing she was trying to cool down a bit more from. Which only compounded further when she realized it was best that she didn't partake in any of the alcohol served here either.

What was even the point of coming? Would be the natural thought as she moved about the floor anyway. Angry, and... well, angry.

[Nekoinu]

"Did you call me a Lord? Oh, wait, that makes sense." She held up her lightsaber, curved in nature, with four metal prongs where the emitter appeared to be. However, when she turned it on, the blade spurted out from the bottom. "What?! That's so crazy! Whoever made this loves being sneaky, apparently."

The Zabrak looked over at the blonde woman stirring about. "What's her deal? I can tell she's angry. Quite angry, in fact. That's the Force, isn't it? Wait, would you know that? Whatever." She held out her hand. "I'm... shoot, I don't think I have a name tag or anything. Do you know what my name is?"

[Vec Gunnar]

"Yeah...pretty smart and clever, I'd say, "Does she know how to handle that thing? He thought to himself as he watched her fiddle around with the sabre. Not that he had a clue how those things worked but he had seen his share of people handle weapons like toys. For him to think that from a Sith lord all of this, including her earlier question, made him wonder if the Sith Lord wasn't being sarcastic or testing him. "Careful with that, yeah?"

He followed her gaze to the blonde and gave a shrug of his shoulder. "Is she? Eh, everyone's got a reason to be pissed off as of late. Whether they got yelled at, disappointed or shot. People are acting like it's the first time it happened to them. Sometimes, I call that a regular day, heh."

"Sergeant Vec Gunnar," he said shaking her hand. When it came to own name, he was a bit of a loss beyond her title. With so many Sith Lords roaming around, it was hard to keep track.

"My lady, a moment of your time?" He called out to Kristal, who seemed she was meandering about.

[Kristal Serasai]

Kristal, when beckoned, approached looking between the two before settling on Vec. Clearly he was a soldier, that much she could tell from his exterior.

"Is there something you require, Soldier?"

[Nekoinu]

She put away the saber afterwards and shrugged. "I didn't stab myself so I'm totally fine. But violence being a common thing is definitely a thing I remember."

When Kristal came over, the Zabrak smiled at her. "He's Sergeant Vec Gunnar. I'm still trying to figure out who I am. Kind of spooky not to know but whatever."

[Vec Gunnar]

When Kristal approached, he gave a dip of his head in respect. "Yeah, as the Lord here mentioned, I'm Sergeant Gunnar. I'm sure you know who you are, my Lord, just need your memory jogged. It'll come back to you, like that." He gave a snap of his fingers.

He gave a small shrug and gave a look around, clearing not wanting to make a big deal that a Sith lord somehow forgot herself for some reason. That was going to be a debacle, thankfully she approached him and not some Republic lacky. "Sorry for dragging you over here, my Lady, but I was thinking that perhaps there's something you could help address." Perhaps a matter of the Force? It wasn't his place to know for sure.

[Kristal Serasai]

"There is no concern, you have done the proper thing Sergeant," she replied. "For now, let us focus on the unfortunate Zabrak here," she says, turning to the woman. Stepping toward her she focused the woman's attention forward.

"What is the first thing you remember?" she asked the Zabrak Sith.

[Nekoinu]

She shrugged. "I woke up this morning and didn't recognize my room. I walked around and figured out that this is Nar Shaddaa! Then I realized I had no idea where i had come from so I thought to look for more Imperials." She drew a circle with her hand. "I saw the symbol where I woke up."

[Vec Gunnar]

Vec crossed his arms and brushed his chin inquisitively. "Okay...did you happen to wake up in the Imperial compound then, is that where you got the idea? Instead of staying where you were, you decided to go out? I guess I can't blame anyone for not stopping you, most people can't."

[Nekoinu]

"Yup! In hindsight, maybe I should have stuck around, but I'm not that sort of woman. Nope. I loved to explore the tombs on Korriban!" A pause. "Oh I did train there. Yes I did."

[Vec Gunnar]

"Mm, hm," Vec grumbled in disappointment and shrugged it off, figured that it wasn't his place to chatise her about it. "Well, you seem to have a good idea of yourself all things considering. I'm no doctor and I wouldn't feel comfortable taking you to get scanned, my lord. Seems like we just need to get things jogging to you running, yeah? Okay, what did you train doing in Korriban, friends...rivals?"

[Nekoinu]

"Why not take me to a doctor? Hm, doctor." She tapped her head. "Nope, not thinking of anything. Anyways, what did I do on Korriban. Well, I was often called a slave, even though I'm not. I believe I got around to killing that overseer but I'm not sure." The Zabrak crossed her arms. "I hope I did.

"Anyways, I remember keeping my head low for the most part. And I did that because I wanted people to underestimate me." She looked at the two in front of her. "Well now I've ruined that angle."

[Vec Gunnar]

"Doctors tend to ask questions and file paper-work. We don't have any dedicated doctors in the Imperial compound and I'd rather keep this internal, you see?" He narrowed his eyes on her, wondering if she was following along.

"Okay, unlikely to be a slave now. You'd probably have a bounty and somebody chasing you not too far behind," he shrugged. "Probably ruined that angle, yeah. What would you be trying to get from us, anyway?"

[Kristal Serasai]

"If I might have a moment," Kristal interjected between the two's attempts at aiding her in finding recollection. Choosing to make an offer from something she learned back on Korriban, it had aided her by offering a vision by tapping into the force on a planet enriched by the darkside. However, here, it might just center the woman.

"Focus your mind, center it in on the planet itself and feel. Open yourself up to the energy of the force and allow your passions to guide you."

[Nekoinu]

"Right. Got to keep it on the down low." The amnesiac did a motion with her palms, as if pushing something downward.

"If you called me a slave, I'd gut you!" she remarked. Her tone was still casual and joking, though there was a bit of anger in it. "Oh, well, hm. I worked hard to get to where I am today. To call me a slave is an insult."

She then looked to Kristal and perked her brow. "Right, I suppose that's a Sith thing to do." The Zabrak then closed her eyes and took a breath.

After a few, long moments of introspection, she began to tremble at her feet. Her breath became more rapid as her body strained to maintain the connection. "H-how strange. To feel such calm here... of all places. An untold beauty. And yet, it rejects me." Tears began to streak down her cheek and yet a small grin came over her. "Of course. The Dark Side is my path. The Light is no place for a Sith Lord."

She tightened her fists to stop them from shaking. "Lord Ralnorrei, a free woman." She opened her eyes and looked at both of them. "I last remember that there was a wedding, though I believe I ditched it. What's happened since then?"

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D7 LM To Feel a Moon: 3eP+1eA+2eD+3eS+1eF 5 successes, 6 threat, 1 Triumph, 1 Light Side

[Kristal Serasai]

"Much," the other woman replied. "Further violence and bloodshed. I am certain the sergeant here would be happy to inform you of any key points you desire. However, might I suggest focusing on what caused you to lose your memory? The wedding was merely yesterday. I find it strange you have managed to both lose your memory seemingly overnight without any signs of trauma," she said, from the viewpoint of not a medical professional but a woman who had seen her fair share of bodily harm done.

[Nekoinu]

"Well, I did just reground myself with the Force. Perhaps the Force was what caused it." She massaged her forehead, clearly a bit exhausted from the exertion of connecting to the moon. "But what could have done so?"

[Vec Gunnar]

"Some punks tried to ambush everyone at the wedding. Pretty elaborate scheme with the gas, guys above and the turret fire. The cannon in the kitchen was just icing to it all, cute trick. People got injured and died, maybe even some feelings got hurt," he rambled off a brief summary of the events through his eyes. "Don't think that would be what was responsible, if I know anything. Not the first time a lot of people got shot up around here but the first for a special occasion, yeah."

Unless weddings are a Sith's weakness or something.

[Nekoinu]

"Do you have the casualty list available?" She shook her head. "Shit."

The Sith Lord shrugged. "I don't think I got hit in the head or anything. I don't remember getting intoxicated. So if anything, it'd have to be the Force messing with my head."

[Vec Gunnar]

"Not on me, unfortunately. That's a department of records thing, I reckon, with everyone who was lost there. I just tend to my squad and we're a little thinner than we started, almost barely enough for two teams."

Vec raised a brow, "Yeah? Is that something that just happens or maybe you were poking too much at it?" Not that he hung around many Jedi or Sith, but he imagined they would make easy prey if this was something that happened toa ll of them.

[Nekoinu]

"Right, right, thanks," she remarked sarcastically. She then gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry, probably shouldn't be a jerk to you when you've been so helpful already," she continued, this time earnestly.

"There's a certain danger, I guess, to meditation. Spelunking too." Ralnorrei massaged her forehead. "Dammit, I usually commit these things to memory so people can't run through my logs. Is that what happened? Did I find something that decided to play with my memory?"

[Vec Gunnar]

Vec narrowed his eyes and shrugged off her remark. "Right, up to you, then."

"Or maybe just an intense experience that made you forget whatever happened. The mind thinks its better off that way, lest you start acting worst than losing more than a few inconvenient memories."