Nerves [Day 7, ME]

[Riss]

Dressed for her trip, more casual clothing with the ratty looking jacket worn over her shoulders. Riss waits out a little bit more time before she gets herself mentally prepared for the journey over to Delaya, to find Bryson. Having the details on where she had to go, where she was to be, and when she planned on getting there squared away there was just the matter of calming her nerves about the whole thing. Would he listen? Was this the right call? More the former than the latter. Still, the whole thing was entirely nerve-wracking and the best way she knew to deal with that was either finding someone she liked or drinking. Considering her mind was occupied with the former, finding someone else didn't seem like it would work this time.

Finding herself at the bar she settles down and rests her head on the back of her joined hands, staring off at the wall of liquor opposite her.

[Blai Frayus]

This was only the second or third time Blai had gone to the bar since the start of the festival, but after the day's events he felt he might as well get himself a drink.

He also wondered... After the factory event, things seemed quiet and peaceful... but he felt like he might be missing something?He'd heard of the attack a couple days back - thankfully thwarted! - and he'd seen worry on the faces of quite a few people at the festival... Was there something else happening?

He got a feeling there was, but then he had no clue what.

Maybe he should pay more attention to politics after all, he was thinking .. and then he saw Riss sitting opposite the drinks... Oddly worried, like many others. He made his way closer to her and tried a friendly, if somewhat worried smile.

"Oi, Riceball!", he called her, using a silly nickname he had playfully used on a trip aig her over two years back. It probably sounded just silly, but he hoped it would cheer her up some. "Seems like the festival's gotten to your soul? Care for a chat, or wanna rather just drink it out?", he says gesturing to a chair by her side, but not taking the seat yet.

[Riss]

"I was just perusing all these fine drinks along the wall here and trying to decide which one would get me outta my head the quickest. But-" she leans her head off her hands so she can raise one, a lone index finger, "I need to also be able to fly in a couple of hours so not too much. Not that I've never flown drunk before-" same hand she holds up her palm- "but don't tell anyone about that. Our secret now, mm?" she smiles, and then resets her position back onto her hands.

"What're you doing out here Blai?"

[Blai Frayus]

"I was just perusing all these fine drinks along the wall here and trying to decide which one would get me outta my head the quickest. But-" she leans her head off her hands so she can raise one, a lone index finger, "I need to also be able to fly in a couple of hours so not too much. Not that I've never flown drunk before-" same hand she holds up her palm- "but don't tell anyone about that. Our secret now, mm?" she smiles, and then resets her position back onto her hands.

"What're you doing out here Blai?"

He gives her a gentle and friendly, if slightly worried look. "Won't tell!", he says with a one-sided grin "Just surprised you think I wouldn't know that!", he adds with a wink.

Looking at the drinks cabinet for some time, he tilts his head to the side then looks at Riss again. "Hm. A drink for handling worries... An amaro tonic, maybe?", he says with a grin that tries to hide his concern about his friend, with only mixed success.

"Just thought today deserved a drink! The race was quite something, we've managed to find what seems to be the last remainder of that Kath Hound pack I mentioned the last time... And it seems like it actually ain't corrupted! Or at least not as much as others. Makes me more hopeful for the poor other hounds, even!" The smile is less worried as he says this, and his voice sounds more relaxed... But just for the moment.

"Just... Some of the news around are worrying, eh? And then... Jameela. I'm... Unsure, I guess."

A shrug, and he looks at her again. "But what about you, Riss? What are we drinking over? And... This trip? Not going away during the festival, are ya??"

[Riss]

"Just.. a few hours, I hope. Don't plan to go far. Popping over to Delaya and then- almost right back, if everything goes well," she glances away, that passive thought and hope that things really did go over well. If she could convince him. Shaking the thought out of her head, "Kath Hounds I can always wish you the best on but.. what's this about Jameela? You been.. getting close?" she asks with a half-chuckle, interest peeked she leans in a bit.

[Blai Frayus]

"Just.. a few hours, I hope. Don't plan to go far. Popping over to Delaya and then- almost right back, if everything goes well," she glances away, that passive thought and hope that things really did go over well. If she could convince him. Shaking the thought out of her head, "Kath Hounds I can always wish you the best on but.. what's this about Jameela? You been.. getting close?" she asks with a half-chuckle, interest peeked she leans in a bit.

His eyes look at her, then away for a bit, then again at her. Knowing him, that probably means he's worried... but trying to respect her privacy, as he's learned to in their many times together. "Well... I'll hope too, then", he says with a lopsided smile. "Just..." He grins. "I'll say it again, please don't hit me. You don't have to brace everything by yourself, Riss. But of course you know that, and still..." another grin and a nudge.

Getting his glass of amaro from the bartender, he looks at it as he speaks again. "Jameela... I... I don't know, really. I... think I like her?", he says with a sheepish smile as he looks at Riss for just a moment. "And at times, I think she kinda likes me as well? But then... I get the feeling I don't quite understand her. Like we might never truly be close?"

Another long look at the glass, then a sip. "And then... there's someone else I think she's getting closer to. And... might be better for her, you know?" A sheepish grin and another look at her. "I understand her getting close to him, too. I... think I would, given the chance?".

"But then... I'm not sure. I still feel something..."

Another sip, and he looks at her apologetically. "And then I see you like this, and I hear about all that's been going on, and I feel kinda silly. I've never had a mind to follow Alderaanian politics closely, as ya know. Too much bickering, too much self-importance... but then I get the feeling I'm like a child playing around among adults... who are about to do something very stupid and very dangerous, and I don't even understand what it is all about?"

Another sip, a long one this time, and he shakes his head. "Ah... that's enough rambling, I guess, eh?", he says with a teasing grin. "Wanna say more about this trip of yours? Or... well, what you've been up to? Or what sort of stupid thing you've been seeing the adults doing?"