One-stop Bar Hop [Day 2, EN]

[Nudimsu]

"That is fine. Just was going over some figures, fixing a word document, and planning for a job tomorrow. I am a pilot, you see." Nudimsu nodded his head and sat down.

"I am always interested in meeting new people." That line sounded more rehearsed than some of his other things he had said. "Please tell me more about yourselves and what is it that you do?" So did that one. He had been preparing for such social encounters, after all. Reading several things about socializing in bars. It was always very important that people to get them to talk about themselves. That way they can start to open up more. Of course, that did require a little bit of that himself. This whole social game was a two way street. The latter part had him more worried.

They didn't seem too worried about him not being a human, unlike what he had heard about this planet. Though it was likely due to them being so close genetically or off-worlders. "Oh yes. Sorry
Forgot the order of these things. Prirnu'dim'suazzo is my name, though it is more convenient to call me Nudimsu. What are your names?"

[Riss]

Riss turns to Omandri in the moment of introduction, gauging him a bit with her eye but not commenting quite yet. Focusing back on the Chiss she shifts her seat a bit, scooting back a little toward Omandri, just enough that she started to risk tipping over. However, not going that far but enough that if Omandri scooted closer she could lean back against him. All part of her plan as she settles into place and then takes up her drink. After a sip she adds, "Riss," and then points over her shoulder toward Omandri, "Omandri Rist. Couple of friends who're out having a few drinks and.." she shrugs, "Whatever happens after that," she chuckles, shaking her head.

"Captain of the Rimma Roundabout here, and this one is an underwear model of the highest caliber," she says, a clear tease in her tone for the teasing lie.

[Nudimsu]

"Riss and Rist. A rather interesting combination of names for friends." He looks at the two of them and takes a sip of his brandy. The commentary afterwards did, in fact confirm some things from a early conversation. I'll have to give my gratitude again to Zeno if I come across him again. Coitus was part of her game, after all, just not with him. A minor relief to hear, actually.

"Well, both are admirable occupations, I myself being a pilot myself. Though, not a captain. I leave such social roles to someone else." He looks at Omandri with some curiosity. "How did you family take you not becoming a assassin in pursuit of the goal of showcasing your half-naked flesh to sell merchandise?" He didn't break his facial features at him to tell if he knew she was joking or not, only grabbing a sip of the brandy to watch how his facial temperatures reacted to the question.

[Omandri Rist]

As Riss scooted closer he did indeed cover the gap to be close enough to lean on if she so desired. Her comment about 'whatever happens after' did catch him a little off guard but he was fairly adept at covering his reactions.

When she said he was an underwear model he smirked and at his follow up question he couldn't help but chuckle a little "Well it took them time at first but eventually they came around." He said with a tone of sarcasm. He couldn't hold it in and chuckled a bit "no no she is teasing, I am Doctor Omandri Rist. I'm somewhat of a travelling physician these days." He said with a friendly smile. "Though I am flattered you think i could pull off a career in modeling."

[Riss]

Very carefully so that she doesn't fall back, Riss does lean back against Omandri's chest. Leaning to the side a little she seeks his hand, looking to pull it into her lap if he'll alllow, "Really?" she glances up at him while she's turned, a raise to her brow. "Feel like I distinctly remember a lot of underwear modeling.." she furrows her brow, purses her lips, and then reveals the tease with a very subtle smile as she recommits to finding his hand and resting back against him.

[Omandri Rist]

He accepted the leaning back Riss and her hand easily found his own and was pulled around her into her lap. He gave her a jokingly reproachful look "please Riss I'm quite sure our new friend here isn't interesting of hear about what happens on board your ship." He said and stuck his tongue out at her playfully.

Looking back up to the Chiss man he gave him another smile "Sorry Nudimsu she can be incorrigible at times." He said giving Riss a soft squeeze

[Riss]

"Don't you go apologizing for me now," she says, with her thumb brushing his hand in her lap. Cozied up a bit she flashing Nudimsu a smirk, "I'm much more so when I'm drunk though," she says with a bubbly laugh as she raises her glass to her lips and takes a healthy drink of it. "Kriff me," she lets out the mutter.

[Nudimsu]

"It is quite alright. It is the festival of love, no doubt. I'd already factored in loving friends as apart of my equations." Nudimsu said with a confirming nod. The answer he gave made his facial temperature rise up ever so slightly before it got under control. It was quite impressive for a simple doctor, but then again, he was not a simple pilot, either. "I mostly try not to get drunk, I'm sorry to say. Despite my two drinks here. Notwithstanding how I obtained the second, of course. Overconsumption dulls the senses and makes one more susceptible to emotional outbursts, as well as manipulations, as I have seen. I have a...friend, I suppose you could call him, that is going thru such a thing where he cannot stop himself. That, however, is a different topic that would only bring down the tone of the conversation, so let's move on to another.

He paused, as they continued to act the way they did. Their faces told they were enjoying this sort of roughhousing and teasing. Internal temperatures also indicated some other things that he kept mostly to himself to add to the equation circling around in his head. "I would say I am curious about something that, as you say, 'goes on in your ship'. How would you say this festival makes you feel when in regards to the act of copulation? More eager to take part or not a factor?" He nods. "I don't have any sort of type of celebrations on my world, you see, and as was explained to me a few hours earlier, one of the purposes of this festival is to help encourage an increase in the local population. As you are the first two I've met to seem to be actively involved with one another in such a manner, albeit more physically than emotionally, you are the best chance for me to do some questioning on the subject, currently."

[Riss]

With the progress she's already made on her drink Riss is able to tilt it a bit toward him to indicate Nudimsu, "You're.. different, even by Chiss standards I think. Knew this one guy that-" she shakes her head, chuckling, "well, I've seen a Chiss blush before. Cheeks turn a very interesting shade of violet, at least they did on the two I knew," she adds with a shrug.

Laughing a couple notes she shakes her head, "I don't know.. don't feel much different but maybe underwear model over here has some more.. information for you?" she says, nudging him with her head by leaning it back against his chest. In the time of waiting for him to answer she takes another drink from her glass.

[Nudimsu]

"Is being different Chiss a good thing to you?" Nudimsu says with a curious look at her. "Not to say that making one blush is any sort of achievement, really. We have emotions just like you humans; we're not droids, after all. Baseline instincts as well. We feel the same air, taste the same brandy, see the same piece of art and appreciate it." He said it while looking at her face directly. "We've also been trained not to give into them among those we do not trust. So then, I assume, your Chiss friend either trusted you well enough or was a liability due to his inability to control his emotions and was exiled for it; couldn't tell you the answer to that with such small amount of information in front of me, of course." It didn't stop him from speculating, of course.

He thought about it for a long moment before smiling.. "I also met a Chiss who was, not like me as well, as you put it. Let go of our norms to join a more, well extremists group. Bunch of tribal barbarian cultists, of course. Died in their name, naturally, because what good is a cult without having some corpses of your side to provide shining examples for the next batch of fools you sucker into your organization." He looked down on his drink and chose to go back to his whiskey for the moment, clutching his drink rather firmly. "Been several years since I thought about her and, as I said already, it lowers your guard." He taps his glass gently and places down the glass. "Going off topic, again. Should try to focus on more productive topics."

[Omandri Rist]

The Chiss was a talker, not something he had expected at first meeting but Omandri smiled at both him and at Riss' antics. "Wow well you have a lot going on there bud alcoholics and barbarian cults. Thats...that's definitely some interesting stuff." He said with a chuckle as he took a drink.

"But more to the topic you asked about. I don't think so? It might affect some people that way. I mean if you go walk through the gardens and see the poetry readings and all that sort of stuff might make some people feel more romantically inclined." He looked down to Riss and smiled "yeah I think I'm feeling pretty normal, well Nirmal as I can all things considered."

[Riss]

Riss' full brow rose with the direction that went. Mouth opening to form a response no words came out and she merely placed the glass against her lips again instead. Swallowing about a mouthful of the brandy before she leaned to set it down atop the counter, about a quarter left in the glass. Resting her head back against Omandri's chest she closes her eyes to enjoy the position a moment, though her legs strained enough keeping her sitting to not make it too comfortable. Both hands taking hold of Omandri's she lifted his up a bit to get some of her fingers underneath so that she could passively start giving it a massage.

"Sounds.. to me like you could use a few more drinks," she said, a touch more softly as she chuckles to herself. "What with all that.." she furrows her brow, "whatever you wanna call that. Yikes," she laughs a little more openly but it's relegated to just a few notes worth.

[Nudimsu]

"I cannot say that I do not live a interesting life." Nudimsu said with a nod and another sip of his whiskey, killing the rest off. "If nothing else, I am granted that much." He paused and turned to Riss and smiled. "More drinks sounds like a good idea, though do not worry about me. I am adapted to dealing with these things; it was what I was raised to be, after all."

He turned at them and looked at Riss. "Now I've changed the mood of the conversation entirely." The the usually half-naked doctor did answer something. Maybe this was more subliminal than a mere outward decisional effect. He had expected it to be much, of course. Surrounded by drinks, one has a mental draw to obtain one for themselves. Advertising works in such a way, as he saw on Nar Shaddaa. It was as most as he could get into from these two for now, and they were only a small sample size on a rather large planet. "How about I let you pick the topic instead of me."

[Omandri Rist]

Omandri smiled a bit as Riss began massaging his hand. A small contented sound from his throat. He took a sip from his own drink and looked to the strange but somewhat endearing Chiss man "Well interesting isn't always good that for sure. There's a reason 'may you live in interesting times' is a curse in some cultures." He said with a chuckle.

His other hand came to Riss' side as he thought for a moment "So I'm a doctor Riss here is a ship captain, what is it that you do?"

[Nudimsu]

He looked to him for a long moment. His brain was clearly distracted from all the physical attention Riss was giving him. "As I said, I'm a pilot. Mostly do contract work and things like that. Work for the Republic more, it seems, doing escort missions and taking part in operations sometimes. Crew of three of us, sometimes."

He nodded his head and finished the rest of his whiskey.

"What kind of physician are you, then? General medicine or is there more, well, specific practices you do while you wander around?"

[Omandri Rist]

Omandri smiled apologetically "yes of course sorry there was, a lot of information being shared forgot you were a pilot."

He took a sip of his drink "Well I practice general medicine while I'm out and about. I have doctorates in general medicine, psychiatry, and xenology. But I've studied many disciplines from orthopedics to virology but declared no official emphasis. When helping under privileged community it helps to be more a jack of all trades Master of none."

[Riss]

"Is someone distracting you?" she chimes in at the bit of forgetting. Laughing to herself, having recollected her glass she finished it off in the time they were speaking. Now raising an arm to flag down the barkeep to fetch her another one. Adding in, though she wasn't asked, which was pretty much Riss' MO, "I do the captaining thing. Fly a ship around, ferry folk.. it's a lot more talking than you'd really think. Flying is almost like not even any of the work," she comments, the tone shifting from directed to more vague.

"Master of none," she suddenly calls back up. "Master of at least one-" she chuckles to herself, there's no good reason why she thought that was funny.

[Nudimsu]

"It's no fret." He nods her head. "I've also found, in my experience, that having a variety of skills tends to prove useful." He motions to the slowly drunkard lady and extends his the glass she had given him. "If flying does not feel like work to you, it must be a testament to your skill as a pilot, then. Being social is equally as important, too. A commendable set of skills to have, Riss." As she started to flail about, he simply stretched his arm out with the brandy she gave him earlier with a smile. "Please, take the rest of mine while we wait for a refill. I'd rather not keep you waiting for one, Riss. Nothing more sad to see than a empty glass next to you." Another long stare at her while he spoke the words.

"It seems she approves of at least one skill in your toolset; no doubt medicinal in nature."

[Riss]

"You know what I do approve of?" she says, there's an added redness bubbling up from her cheeks, it's nothing too apparent to the naked eye but it was rising slowly and surely. "This," she says, and then reaches out for the returned drink he offered. Raising the glass toward him once it exchanged hands with a bright smile, "Be careful now Omandri, this one's making moves on the title of being my favorite person in this room. Ya know, high demand right now for that," she chuckles, shaking her head as she takes another drink. "Trying to depose you," she adds, not so much a chuckle as a happy sound uttered from high in her throat.

[Omandri Rist]

Omandri shook his head slowly but had a smile on his lips the whole time "if all it takes are people willing to give you free drinks I'm afraid my position was tenuous at best." He says looking down at the pink haired whirlwind cuddled with him.

He looked back up to Nudimsu "no doubt." He said with a chuckle "You said crew of three sometimes, does that number fluctuate a lot?"