Nora Roan sat in a corner booth at the Lararyc Strill (Drunken Strill) tavern, a popular watering hole in MandalorÃ¢Â€Â™s capital city of Keldabe. She stirred her herbal tea drink with a spoon, letting the bag steep in the hot water. The dark haired huntress knew her cousin would be on time, Saviin was always reliable. Evaar on the other hand would be characteristically late.
Almost on cue, a roar of welcome announced SaviinÃ¢Â€Â™s arrival at the tavern. The tall lavender haired woman was well known among the patrons, as was her pet Strill, Edee. Mugs were raised in greeting as she weaved her way through the tables towards NoraÃ¢Â€Â™s quiet booth, Edee clambering along at her heels.
Ã¢Â€ÂœYou had to bring the animal...Ã¢Â€Â Nora said flatly, fishing the tea bag out of her mug and squeezing the water from it.
Ã¢Â€ÂœAww, cÃ¢Â€Â™mon NorÃ¢Â€Â™ika, he likes you!Ã¢Â€Â Saviin said with a smirk. The Strill flopped over on itÃ¢Â€Â™s side wiggling itÃ¢Â€Â™s six legs, begging to have itÃ¢Â€Â™s belly rubbed. Ã¢Â€ÂœSee,Ã¢Â€Â Saviin pointed.
Nora made a snorting sound, but obliged by extending her leg and giving the creature a brief rub with her boot. Edee groaned happily and rolled on the flooring. The huntress turned her attention back to her tea. Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™m surprised they let you bring him in here...Ã¢Â€Â she commented.
SaviinÃ¢Â€Â™s brows raised, Ã¢Â€ÂœWhy not? HeÃ¢Â€Â™s a Strill, and this IS the Lararyc Strill Tavern, is it not?Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœJust donÃ¢Â€Â™t get him drunk this time...Ã¢Â€Â
Saviin slid into the booth across from Nora, Ã¢Â€ÂœSo what is it this time?Ã¢Â€Â she asked, pulling a vibro-blade from her waist, Ã¢Â€ÂœWhat excitement awaits us dear cousin?Ã¢Â€Â The lavender eyed woman began idly picking her nails with the tip of the blade.
Ã¢Â€ÂœWait until Evaar gets here...Ã¢Â€Â Nora replied, glancing at the chrono on the wall with displeasure.
Saviin noted NoraÃ¢Â€Â™s expression, Ã¢Â€ÂœDonÃ¢Â€Â™t be too hard on her, you were once that age...Ã¢Â€Â
NoraÃ¢Â€Â™s eyes narrowed slightly, Ã¢Â€ÂœWhen I was her age I was already married with a newborn son...Ã¢Â€Â
Saviin shrugged, Ã¢Â€ÂœWell times are changing...girls are waiting longer and longer to tie the knot...Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœTime is not generous to Mandos... If she waits too long all the young men will either be married already or dead...Ã¢Â€Â
Saviin returned her knife to its sheath and made a face at Nora, Ã¢Â€ÂœWhatÃ¢Â€Â™s gotten into you? EvaarÃ¢Â€Â™s a fine girl, sheÃ¢Â€Â™ll do alright....Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœI just worry thatÃ¢Â€Â™s all...Ã¢Â€Â
The tavern doors opened and a young girl came rushing in at a trot. Ã¢Â€ÂœSorry! Sorry! Sorry!Ã¢Â€Â she was saying as she approached the booth, Ã¢Â€ÂœI know IÃ¢Â€Â™m late....but I was talking to a young man about his speeder bike, and then he wanted to take me for a ride....Ã¢Â€Â
Nora arched a high brow, Ã¢Â€ÂœDid you go?Ã¢Â€Â
Evaar shrunk a bit, Ã¢Â€ÂœY-yeah....Ã¢Â€Â
One corner of the huntressÃ¢Â€Â™ mouth turned into a smile, Ã¢Â€ÂœGood...Ã¢Â€Â
Saviin gave the young girl a playful nudge, Ã¢Â€ÂœWas he cute?Ã¢Â€Â she teased...
Nora swirled her tea with a smirk, Ã¢Â€ÂœAlright ladies...weÃ¢Â€Â™re here for a reason,Ã¢Â€Â she reminded them, but her tone was gentle. Ã¢Â€ÂœLets get down to business...Ã¢Â€Â
Nora reached into her vest and pulled out a datadisc, Ã¢Â€ÂœIÃ¢Â€Â™ve been appointed to retrieve an artifact...Ã¢Â€Â she began, inserting the disc into her data pad. An blue holo image flickered to life, rotating over the screen of the pad. Ã¢Â€ÂœThis is what we are after...Ã¢Â€Â she announced.
Ã¢Â€ÂœAn old helmet?Ã¢Â€Â Evaar asked with a crinkle of her nose.
Ã¢Â€ÂœThis is no usual helm.....Ã¢Â€Â the dark haired huntress continued, Ã¢Â€ÂœIt once belonged to a Null ARC. It contains data that the MandÃ¢Â€Â™alor requires.Ã¢Â€Â
Saviin put her elbows on the table, leaning in closer. Ã¢Â€ÂœDonÃ¢Â€Â™t tell me the old man himself is sending us?Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœHeÃ¢Â€Â™s not,Ã¢Â€Â Nora replied, Ã¢Â€ÂœHeÃ¢Â€Â™s sending me....and IÃ¢Â€Â™m taking you two along for the ride.Ã¢Â€Â
EvaarÃ¢Â€Â™s green eyes were wide with fascination. Ã¢Â€ÂœYou spoke to the MandÃ¢Â€Â™alor?Ã¢Â€Â she asked in an awed whisper.
Ã¢Â€ÂœMore like he spoke to me....I mostly listened and did a lot of agreeing.Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœGreat, so we find this buyÃ¢Â€Â™ce, nick it from whoever has it, and then peddle back here as fast as we can....Ã¢Â€Â Saviin summed up, Ã¢Â€ÂœBack before dinner, eh?Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœHardly...Ã¢Â€Â Nora corrected, Ã¢Â€ÂœThe helmet is kept in a vault at a high security depository on some obscure planet...Ã¢Â€Â She took a sip of tea from her mug, Ã¢Â€ÂœI donÃ¢Â€Â™t theyÃ¢Â€Â™ll let us in if we ask nicely...Ã¢Â€Â
Evaar still sat with a stunned expression on her face. Ã¢Â€ÂœDid you talk to him today?Ã¢Â€Â she asked, still hanging on the fact that Nora had talked with Fett.
Nora made an exasperated sound, Ã¢Â€ÂœYes....this morning.Ã¢Â€Â
Ã¢Â€ÂœWhat did he sound like?Ã¢Â€Â the young girl begged to know.
Ã¢Â€ÂœHe sounded like a busy man giving instructions for a mission.Ã¢Â€Â Nora said sternly, Ã¢Â€ÂœWe didnÃ¢Â€Â™t discuss the weather, if thatÃ¢Â€Â™s what your meaning...Ã¢Â€Â
Evaar slumped back into her seat with a frown. Edee rose up and put his head on the girlÃ¢Â€Â™s lap, as though sharing her disappointment.
(OOC: I know its kinda long winded, but I wanted a set good beginning scene )
Last edited by -Fettish- (Tuesday, January 30, 2007 10:16 pm)
"There's only one thing that scares a Mando man......and that's a Mando woman..." - Karen Traviss, "A Practical Man"