[Day 1 - EN] Monday Night Huttball

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

"So, what wouldn' y' espect t' find here? A lady, or someone referrin to y' as such?" He teases lightly. "But if y' prefer Arsele ah'll be happy t' oblige ya."

[Arsele Girard]

"So, what wouldn' y' espect t' find here? A lady, or someone referrin to y' as such?" He teases lightly. "But if y' prefer Arsele ah'll be happy t' oblige ya."

"Oh there are plenty of fine ladies, I'll certainly say that much. Part of why I come here."

She sips the manhattan and nods approvingly, "Though certainly the drinks aren't bad either. And yeah... I think Arsele will do. It's less stuck up and formal. Which I approve of myself."

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

"Def'nitely no shortage of stuck up and formal for the next week or so ah imagine." Garth agrees as he clinks glasses with Arsele.

"Will be a pleasure t' share a moment or two where ah c'n just relax in pleasant comp'ny, wi' a good drink." Garth sips at the smooth drink, letting it's pleasant burn warm his throat.

[Omandri Rist]

"Certainly Doctor Rist, just name the time and place." Though if he honest it did sound like the man was in a bit of trouble after all.

"But yes, I was infantry. Not much of a pilot after all I can handle speeders and the like ok. Just nothing bigger with much skill. You?"

"Good good. Swing by my ship tomorrow when you're free. I'm sure my sister has you running ragged during the festival. It's parked at the Organa spaceport the Gliding Gryffus."

He settled back a little bit "I joined a little early after I graduated from the medical school on Courscant. I enlisted as boots on the ground but they swiftly moved me to medical. All for the best, I was a terrible shot." He said with a chuckle.

"Served as a combat medic attached to a scouting squad. Did three tours, two of them were on the Front line." His Gaze got a little distant, a little lost in memory. He shook himself a little to break it his smile a touch shakier as he took a sip. "But yeah mostly good at patching people up."

[Gil Corren]

"Good good. Swing by my ship tomorrow when you're free. I'm sure my sister has you running ragged during the festival. It's parked at the Organa spaceport the Gliding Gryffus."

He settled back a little bit "I joined a little early after I graduated from the medical school on Courscant. I enlisted as boots on the ground but they swiftly moved me to medical. All for the best, I was a terrible shot." He said with a chuckle.

"Served as a combat medic attached to a scouting squad. Did three tours, two of them were on the Front line." His Gaze got a little distant, a little lost in memory. He shook himself a little to break it his smile a touch shakier as he took a sip. "But yeah mostly good at patching people up."

The front wasn't for everyone, not for most honestly so having served Gil could understand that at least a little. "Looks like I know who to go to if I get a bit banged up then." He replied as he took a sip of his drink.

"But the Organa docks tomorrow? Any time in particular good for you? Or just when I can swing by?"

[Arsele Girard]

"Def'nitely no shortage of stuck up and formal for the next week or so ah imagine." Garth agrees as he clinks glasses with Arsele.

"Will be a pleasure t' share a moment or two where ah c'n just relax in pleasant comp'ny, wi' a good drink." Garth sips at the smooth drink, letting it's pleasant burn warm his throat.

"Mmmm, agreed. I imagine you'll stick out like a bantha in a bathhouse if you go to any of those formal events. What with the accent and the looks. Or am I underestimating how you pull off a suit?"

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

Garth nodded and acquiesced the point. "Ah 'magine that's part 'f Duke Bouris' plan. Ah crash an' burn, then ah'm just some coat tail relative from the sticks, but ah just might provide a very diff'rent alternative - either way ah'm sure t' be noticed."

Projecting feigned shock at the mention of fashion, Garth stands and offers a perfect pirouette. 'Now y'all knockin' mah fashion sense?" He asks as the jacket flares out slightly. "Ah heard duels been started fer less around these parts." Garth adds, definitely teasing before he slides back into his seat.

[Arsele Girard]

Garth nodded and acquiesced the point. "Ah 'magine that's part 'f Duke Bouris' plan. Ah crash an' burn, then ah'm just some coat tail relative from the sticks, but ah just might provide a very diff'rent alternative - either way ah'm sure t' be noticed."

Projecting feigned shock at the mention of fashion, Garth stands and offers a perfect pirouette. 'Now y'all knockin' mah fashion sense?" He asks as the jacket flares out slightly. "Ah heard duels been started fer less around these parts." Garth adds, definitely teasing before he slides back into his seat.

"Why I would never," she said with feigned indignity, "Why, you pull off the look better than even the richest and most ostentatious Hutt I've ever seen."

A grin and a sip of the Manhattan.

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

"Why I would never," she said with feigned indignity, "Why, you pull off the look better than even the richest and most ostentatious Hutt I've ever seen."

A grin and a sip of the Manhattan.

"Glad t' hear ah c'n overcome such a...monstrously high bar." Garth returns fire with a bad pun. "Of course ah got no chance in the fashion stakes compared to..."

He waves his hand languidly gesturing to the outfit Arsele wore. "...all of this."

[Omandri Rist]

The front wasn't for everyone, not for most honestly so having served Gil could understand that at least a little. "Looks like I know who to go to if I get a bit banged up then." He replied as he took a sip of his drink.

"But the Organa docks tomorrow? Any time in particular good for you? Or just when I can swing by?"

Omandri nodded "I also do therapy sessions if you ever want someone to talk to, I have an excellent family discount." He said with a warm chuckle "but tomorrow looks pretty busy during the day, perhaps some time in the evening?"

[Riss]

Cynella smiled faintly. "Darling, you know I'd help you out of any situation if need be. I'm sure there are many others who'd say the same. The thing is, you can't rely on that or else you might dry up people's good will."

She looked away with a soft sigh. "I sound like my mother."

"Guess I don't have to meet her then," she teases with a chuckle. Glancing away at the tease off into the bar again, raising the glass to her lips and taking a long drink from it. Finishing off the new bottle. A moment, she settles and looks back.

A nudge to the arm, "I've got plenty of people to cycle through. Pay 'em back.. eventually," she chuckles. "I mean, I gotta be doing something right if they keep stickin' around mm?"

[Gil Corren]

Omandri nodded "I also do therapy sessions if you ever want someone to talk to, I have an excellent family discount." He said with a warm chuckle "but tomorrow looks pretty busy during the day, perhaps some time in the evening?"

The edges of Gil's lip went up for a moment and he shook hsi head as he let out a dry chuckle. "I'll remember that the next time my little sis makes me want to pull my hair out." He returned before aiding. "The evening? I think I can manage."

[Azura Mora]

“Probably tomorrow evening. No time like the present.” She said with a smile as she pulled out her futuristic tech to collect communication information.

"Very quick! Someone's in a hurry" Azura chuckled after taking the info "makes sense, strike before they know what's happenin'. Got an idea on exact numbers?"

[Arsele Girard]

"Glad t' hear ah c'n overcome such a...monstrously high bar." Garth returns fire with a bad pun. "Of course ah got no chance in the fashion stakes compared to..."

He waves his hand languidly gesturing to the outfit Arsele wore. "...all of this."

The smirk stayed, "Some of us have reasons, I suppose. I wouldn't call myself a fashion victim, but I DO like to buy good clothes. Call it a weakness of mine, I suppose, left over from my past."

[Cynella Andrim]

"Guess I don't have to meet her then," she teases with a chuckle. Glancing away at the tease off into the bar again, raising the glass to her lips and taking a long drink from it. Finishing off the new bottle. A moment, she settles and looks back.

A nudge to the arm, "I've got plenty of people to cycle through. Pay 'em back.. eventually," she chuckles. "I mean, I gotta be doing something right if they keep stickin' around mm?"

Cynella watched yet another bottle go down. I'm pretty sure guzzling is the right term here, she thought as she maintained a smile.

"I suppose so." She shook her head. "It's nothing, really. To be honest, I've been preoccupied thinking about my own obligations, both to my House and to the people of the galaxy." The last of her smile evaporated with her next statement. "I don't think I've heard about your family."

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

The smirk stayed, "Some of us have reasons, I suppose. I wouldn't call myself a fashion victim, but I DO like to buy good clothes. Call it a weakness of mine, I suppose, left over from my past."

"From yer past? Dancin' days or fashion model?" Garth asks, assuming that she didn't exactly play ball in such outfits, or make enough money to afford them - unless Huttball paid a lot better than he thought.

[Arsele Girard]

"From yer past? Dancin' days or fashion model?" Garth asks, assuming that she didn't exactly play ball in such outfits, or make enough money to afford them - unless Huttball paid a lot better than he thought.

"Something like that. One of the perks of a life on stage. And one of the few luxuries one can have when one's apartment is a four-by-five and so is your ship. Just one wall that was nothing but a wardrobe really..."

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

"Something like that. One of the perks of a life on stage. And one of the few luxuries one can have when one's apartment is a four-by-five and so is your ship. Just one wall that was nothing but a wardrobe really..."

"Sounds like ye've had a very int'resting life already Miss Arsele, ah hope yer accommodations here 're a might more spacious." Garth says as he finishes his drink and rises.

"Unfortunately, it's time for me t' head back t' the Fortress, d' ye need an escort home, or will you find yer own way?"

[Arsele Girard]

"Sounds like ye've had a very int'resting life already Miss Arsele, ah hope yer accommodations here 're a might more spacious." Garth says as he finishes his drink and rises.

"Unfortunately, it's time for me t' head back t' the Fortress, d' ye need an escort home, or will you find yer own way?"

"Me, an escort? Here? Hm. I imagine there is nothing I could run into between here and my most generous accommodations that would worry you or myself, really. Though I appreciate the offer. Maybe if I had a few more drinks, I might worry."

She finished off the offered Manhattan before setting the mostly empty glass down, smiling, "Then again, if I had a few more drinks, maybe I wouldn't have worried."

Arsele glanced over at the woman who had been chugging straight from a bottle before smiling and slowly shaking her head and looking back at Garth.

[Garth Wayne Ulgo]

"Me, an escort? Here? Hm. I imagine there is nothing I could run into between here and my most generous accommodations that would worry you or myself, really. Though I appreciate the offer. Maybe if I had a few more drinks, I might worry."

She finished off the offered Manhattan before setting the mostly empty glass down, smiling, "Then again, if I had a few more drinks, maybe I wouldn't have worried."

Arsele glanced over at the woman who had been chugging straight from a bottle before smiling and slowly shaking her head and looking back at Garth.

"Well then," Garth replies with a crooked grin. " 'haps next time ah'll make more 'f an effort t' leave ya worry free."

Lifting his glass he makes an empty toast. "T' next time Miss Arsele. May 't be sooner rather 'n later."

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