Roleplay

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(Actually there is one in the second post, I'm just as blind as a Miraluka. XD)

Termina turned towards the loud voices. They were making fun of her outfit. At first, she just rolled her eyes. She was an Imperial Stormtrooper. She'd win in a fight. No matter what the stupid rebels said about all stormtroopers being notoriously bad shots.
She glanced at the strangers again. Ones frightened face looked blatantly familiar.
"Piett..." She poked him discreetly. "Is... Is that him, sir?" she hissed.

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Vader drew his own saber and batted her aside easily, immediately whipping around to try and put her in a saber lock. "You are being very foolish, young one," he growled, but the gears in his mind were whirling even as he spoke.

Rogers had a daughter? Well, wasn't that interesting? He wasn't the only one to break the Order's rules that way. He should have known, he supposed: if anyone was going to break that rule aside from him, it would be Rogers. He still didn't believe her entirely. He'd killed Rogers fifteen years ago. How old could she have possibly been when he killed him?



Piett eyed her with a frown. "Hey, lay off, would you?" he snapped. "And enough with the honorifics already. We're not on the ship. I'm off the clock. I don't want to hear it."

Truth be told, the captain had taken only a few tentative sips from his mug, and he wasn't entirely keen to try any more. They could be doing this bit a lot, depending on their luck, and yes, keeping his wits about him would be a grand idea...and beyond that, tavern fare had never quite been a favorite of his. Now though, he had to play the character – there was nothing else to do...so for the sake of selling the moment, for those of them watching, he took a decent swallow.

He then proceeded to put all of his skills to the test by pushing down the grimace that was fighting very hard to take over his face. He looked back to his datapad, succeeding, if just barely. Outwardly, he offered, "Garrik, huh? Sounds familiar.... Wonder why...."

Inwardly, he had an entirely different set of questions. What did Termina think he was doing, exactly, spending Vader's money to get drunk? How stupid did she think he was!? Perhaps he should have explained his plan a bit better. He'd do that when they moved to get up...he paused at that thought though as a patron's words drifted into his ears.

"Who in their sane mind would come here dressed like that? They're gonna get mugged the minute they step out. Caught a couple of thugs eyein' them already."

That caught his attention. He gave a few quick glances around the room. Sure enough, a few of the patrons around were casting them disconcerting looks. It took him a moment to realize why. The most expensive thing he was wearing was an old leather jacket. Sure, it didn't look old; he kept all of his things in good condition, but he'd purchased on Axxila...years ago...before the Alderaan incident sent nerf-leather prices through the roof...Damn. That was going to be an issue.

Garrik, in the meantime, tossed Amida a very quick, pointed glance not at the new man, but at his data pad. That would answer both his questions if he caught it. He couldn't say anything for fear the newcomer would recognize his voice, but there was nothing he wanted more than to oblige the smuggler and head out into the rain...unfortunately the imperial pair (he was positive he'd seen that face in some kind of meeting) sat squarely between him and the door.

"Is...Is that him, sir?"

The captain looked up quickly, but the man had already turned his face away, showing nothing but the hood of his cloak. Thinking quickly, he set his sights on the man next to him, not realizing he was the one who'd predicted their imminent mugging. "You think they'll put a bounty on the poor b*****d?"

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Termina made an indignant noise. Though, she supposed he was right... Calling him sir would attract attention. She rather resented familiarity though... She didn't have any friends and would come across as very awkward because of that.
She questioned his methods too, though. Small talk? Drinking? Of course you were supposed to blend in, but that was taking it a little to far in her opinion.
"Not him," she hissed under her breath.

Amida frowned as he watched Garrik clearly tell him something he couldn't quite grasp. He looked back and forth between Garrik and the strangers, confused (and slightly dizzy, too; his head didn't like this much movement at all), until he spotted the data pad. Squinting, he was able to spot the man's face and his name...as well as the money his head was worth.

"Holy sith," He breathed, turning to Garrik. Having a bounty wasn't that surprising; he was pretty sure he had one himself, albeit much smaller than Garrik's (Pros of smuggling spices across the rim!). Much smaller. "What in the stars did you do?"

The raven looked back at the pair (this time more discreetly), guessing they were either bounty hunters or just some nobodies that happened to stumble across the message. By the looks of them, it seemed it was the former. In any case, this explained Garrik's weird demeanor.

He then noticed the stranger was looking straight at him and stared back. He glared at the man at the insult and, against better judgement, exploded, "Think I can't hear ya? Who the **** are you calling a *******, laserbrain?"

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Piett went very wide-eyed indeed as the man he'd been talking to exploded, and he glared back fiercely. "Well I ought to hops so, I was talking to you, you Dweezer!" he shouted back.

Garrik whipped around to face him, panicking outright as his companion lost his temper. "No, don't!"

"...and cool your core: I was talking about-" Piett glanced back and locked eyes with the turncoat captain, and the Outer Rim accent dropped. "Him."

Garrik was on his feet before the captain was, and he was already bolting for the door. "Oh, kark!"



Vader deflected her attacks with ease, not letting her out of his sight as she circled him and smirking to himself as she made a series of very wrong assumptions. She was right on one thing, he needed his helmet to breath, but the rest? She didn't have as many advantages as she thought she did.

As she vaulted over his head, the sith lord raised his saber to block her, letting her bounce off and over his head. Vader watched as she leapt over the crowd, but he did not chase her. Instead he took a more efficient approach. With one hand he sent a wave of energy through the crowd, knifing a path through them as about ten people fell flat onto their faces. The people on either side of the pathway scattered at the sight as Vader sent one more pulse in the same direction, aiming to throw his opponent straight into the nearest wall.

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Termina bolted after the man, keeping him in her sights despite all of the other bodies walking up and down the street, hurrying through the rain. She pulled out her knife and threw it as hard as she could at his whirling legs.
(Up to you if he gets hit or not, of course! :3 )

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"You huttspawn--HEY! Wait a minute-"

It all happened too fast for him to process. Amida was already riled up and ready to chew out the laserbrain when all of a sudden both Garrik and the pair bolted out of the bar.

He followed suit without stopping to think and pushed his way through the busy main street, trying to find Garrik amidst the mass of people and the pouring rain. A few seconds later he caught a flash of green and hurried towards it, tackling a few people in the process.

"Garrik! Over here!" He called and went to the nearest backstreet that would lead to his ship. Trying to lose a pair pursuers in the main street was suicide. Amida knew the only way to go was through the alleyways- he just hoped he was loud enough to catch Garrik's attention.