Log:Yux: Evening at The Cantina

Yux: Evening at The Cantina

OOC Date: January 19, 2025
Location: Dulled Claw Cantina
Participants: Yxuara-Wewinkle, Sus, Declan, Callisto, Rhala, Vik, Rieve Selki

Logging Started: 1/19/2025 19:56:53

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Players

Yxuara

Ears perked at just over a meter tall, Yxuara is a cyan furred Squib with blue dyed ears, hands, and feet.

Even though having been born in space, Yxuara's lanky frame still shows the distinctive traits of the desert dwelling subspecies of Squib in his somewhat longer tuft-pointed ears and the stylish short cyan fur that blends nicely with the pale blue dyed skin of someone aware of current spacer fashion. His face carries a slightly smirky confident look that seems to give him a manic focus as he darts about underfoot. The claws of his hands are white and neatly trimmed, restless. His bright eyes are large and round, glancing into corners.

Yxuara is clothed in a black open vest with a pair of brown cropped pants, circling his waist is a synthetic belt that looks just on the near side of utility given the number of loops and pockets that line its surface. His feet are shod with two low rise turn-style shoes that give him a quick and quiet step.

Rhala

Rhala isn't exactly an imposing feature. She stands at an average height and average proportions for a Nautolan. However, her colorations tend to set her apart from others in her species. Her skin is a deep smokey grey, mottled with teal and turquoise freckles across her nose and length of head tails. The tips of her head tails almost appear as if they have been dipped into an ombre pattern of teal and turquoise. Her frame is typically hidden beneath layers of fabric and robes, however as she moves, her movements are quick and precise, filled with elegance and grace.

Her long, silky dark hair flows effortlessly past her shoulders, its glossy sheen catching the light and adding to her commanding presence. High cheekbones and a perfectly symmetrical face lend her an air of refined elegance, while her bright, striking eyes, framed by bold, arched brows and long, dark lashes, draw attention with their captivating depth. Her smooth, radiant skin, with its warm, luminous tone, enhances her natural beauty and gives her an ethereal glow.

Her figure is undeniably alluring, with a small, defined waist that highlights her ample curves, including a generous bust and rounded hips, forming a classic hourglass silhouette. Thick, shapely thighs add strength to her balanced proportions, while her flawless skin emphasizes her vibrant health and vitality.

Her slender arms carry a touch of subtle definition, complementing her graceful hands adorned with meticulously manicured nails---long, perfectly shaped, and polished to a mirror-like finish. Every movement she makes is poised and confident, her posture radiating an effortless grace that commands attention and leaves a lasting impression.

Rieve Selki

Standing just over six feet tall, he possesses a slim yet distinctly toned physique. His vibrant blue hair, meticulously styled to create an artful mess, cascades down in long, silken locks. The vivid strands gracefully frame the rounded shells of his ears, flowing loosely and radiantly against his shoulders. The striking contrast of his blue hair against his fair complexion catches the eye.

His pale features are captivating, with bright and clear blue irises that seem to exude vitality. His well-groomed, dark eyebrows arch above his expressive eyes, adding a touch of intrigue to his countenance. A lightly regal nose lends character to his pleasantly soft lips, which occasionally reveal a glimpse of teeth and a gentle gap at the center. His cheekbones are defined, imparting a noble and subtly wolfish quality to his overall appearance. The nape of his neck and his smooth throat exhibit the same pale complexion, accentuated by a gentle indentation and the warm presence of his Adam's Apple.

His agile and toned physique is encased in a suit of V.I. Scout armor, adorned with durasteel plating that accentuates his arms, torso, back, and legs. While the armor boasts accents of vibrant blue trim, its predominant color is a subtle yet commanding field green. A finely woven poncho is draped gracefully over his shoulders. The poncho, meticulously crafted with shades of blue, adds a touch of elegance to his attire while providing an extra layer of protection against the elements.

Nimble gloves and sturdy protective boots complete the ensemble, ensuring both dexterity and stability in his movements. Positioned conveniently at his left hip, a sleek sheath houses a formidable vibrosword, while a scuffed holster secures a sleek pistol on his right hip.

Worn by explorers, surveyors and nonmilitary scouts across the galaxy, scout armor is a potent tool usable when traveling through various types of environments which provides environmental safety and physical security.

Made of a tough, sealed fabric undersuit covered with a plastoid armor shell, scout armor provides temperature regulation and breathing apparatus while also protecting the wearer from a variety of hazards with the equivalent of light battle armor.

Location

Dulled Claw Cantina - Dawnrise District, Nar Shaddaa The Dulled Claw is a lively and bustling hub, situated just a stone's throw away from the busiest starport on the moon. The dimly lit room is adorned with various trinkets and mementos from different planets, adding to the eclectic and vibrant atmosphere. The long bar counter made of polished durasteel runs almost the entire length of the room and is manned by friendly bartenders who serve up a variety of galactic drinks and delicacies. The highlight of the cantina is the holovids that adorn the walls, displaying various sporting events from different corners of the galaxy. Patrons gather around the screens, cheering on their favorite teams and athletes as they compete in high-speed races and brutal combat matches.

One of the most popular sports featured on the holovids is swoop racing, where skilled pilots navigate their high-powered speeders through treacherous courses at breakneck speeds. The room comes alive with the sounds of whooping and hollering as the competitors zoom past the finish line. There is also feeds of ice-boarding, shockboxing, and other various sports and competitions to get the credits flowing with bets as much as it flows for booze. The adrenaline-fueled atmosphere is further enhanced by the Crimson Dawn bouncers stationed throughout the cantina, keeping a watchful eye on the patrons and ensuring that everyone can enjoy their drinks and grub in a safe and yet gruff environment.

Story

Sus wanders in the short Falleen's skirt swishing as she walks those two braids tight against her head and perfect. She looks around and smiles with a laugh. "The only thing in this place that changes are the people filling it." Oh yes the small woman has been here a few times. Callisto looks up from her drink as she hears footsteps nearby. A friendly smile is offers to Declan as he approaches the bar. Then her gaze looks towards Sus as she makes her declaration and responds, "Is that so? My first time being here. But knowing it remains familiar is a comfort."

Declan nods a bit as he overhears the two ladies, "This place hasn't changed much at all over the years. New owners, new clients but the decor is pretty well established. One of the nicer and cleaner places to stop for a drink on the moon." As he turns towards the bartender he waves 'em down, "Corellian Whiskey thanks."

Sus orders her own fizzy funky colored drink before she looks to Callisto. "Well I haven't been on this moon all that long but, this is one of my more frequent places to drink. This and the Blue Light in the Corellian District." She says and than she's offering her dainty yet calloused hand to Callisto. "My name is Suskylar but folks just call me Sus."

Yxuara slips into the Cantina, the Squib's large eyes dilating in the dim light as he turns his head left and right to look the crowd over before strolling boldly on his way up to the counter, his piping voice chattering over the noise of the background as he negotiates for a glass of Ithorian sweet wine.

Callisto looks to Declan as he confirms, "Huh, That rather nifty." She look sback to Sys as she says, "Nice to meet you Sus, I am Callisto, some do call me Calli though. I actually kinda like it.

Declan Aasir offers a wave towards Callisto and Sus, "I'm Declan." As his drink is served he passes some credits over and takes a sip of his drink before he goes to find a spot to sit in that isn't the bar.

Sus smiles and nods. "Calli it is than, and hello there Declan." She says with a bright smile.

Callisto is looking at you.

Yxuara's ears perk up as his fingers rubs over his blue arm fur, smiling as he hops up onto the counter seat. The squib reaches in and pulls a yellow-labeled drink bottle out from under his poncho, first exchanging it with the bartender before he receives his cup of wine. "If you're looking for more the next time I am in we can renegotiate this deal," he promises.

Callisto smiles as she says to Declan, "Pleasure to meet you Declan. How long have you been out traveling the verse?" She smiles back to Sus as she asks, "What is it you do in the verse?" As Yxuara joins them at the bar, she offers a friendly smile as she asks, "What is it you ordered?" She asks before she picks her colorful fizzy drink and sips on it through her straw. Sus giggles and winks. "I am a procurer of rare and hard to find items for wealthy clients." She says with a bow of her head. "It can be pretty exciting. Up there on the landing zone thats my YT-1300." She says proudly.

Declan Aasir blinks as he lowers his glass down from his mouth, "A pleasure to meet you as well." A pause as he considers his drink, "How long? Several decades once I'd left my home world to begin just exploring." The glass comes up for another sip of the whiskey before looking over towards Yxuara as the squib negotiates some sort of deal with the bartender.

Yxuara gives Callisto a small smile as he says, "This is Ithorian sweet wine. A delicacy produced by the peace-loving Ithorians from fruits produced from the sentient trees of their forests." Indicating the cup he says, "Am I not mistaken that you are expressing some interest in purchasing it? Or perhaps you would like a portion? I am always entertaining reasonable offers!"

Callisto looks super intrigued at what Sus says and responds, "Oh, that's impressive. I am trying to get a ship myself. I had a friend take me out to look at some of the ship sellers." She looks to Declan as he responds and mentions, "I am only just getting away from my home planet. I look forward to the adventure that is before me though." She looks intrigued as Yxuara explains the wine and responds, "Sampling some would be lovely if you are offering... I don't think I caught your name? I'm Callisto, or Calli. I respond to both."

Vik has arrived.

The door to the Dulled Claw Cantina opens with a slight hiss. Behind it stands the well muscled, athletic form of Viktar Kravek. He takes a step inside and allows the door to slide closed behind him with the same slight hiss. He pauses a moment to observe the Cantina and its occupants, a small smirk tugging at the side of his maw as he says, "Now this is a nice place..." he then begins to make his way towards the center of the bar, pausing to slide onto a seat near the center and wave down the bartender. Soon a frothy mug of Corellian ale is placed before him, which he lifts to his mouth for a long drink, before turning his chair to further observe the Dulled Claw and its clientele...

Sus smile and nods her head. "Oh yes yes it is rather intriguing and its a blast, I love what I do." She says nodding her head emphatically. "It's freedom and all totally amazing to just go through the galaxy seeing new things collecting new items helping people get what they dream of."

Yxuara's whiskers droop a fraction as he looks Callisto up and down, his eyes crinkling as he notices her drink and straw and quickly pipes, "S-sampling?" Certainly there would be nothing left if that straw was to reach his cup! He offers Callisto his second-best smile and says, "Apologies, ma'am, but the negotiations must proceed on reputation alone. But, as you can see--I've not put a finger in the wine myself, so lets consider it even footing in this regard." Yxuara glances over towards the door.

Callisto hmms softly then asks Sus, "What is the most unique thing, in your opinion, you have ever been asked to acquire?" She looks to Yxuara a bit confused as she asks, "I'm sorry? What?" Then Vik enters and she lights up and shouts, "Vik! Come and join us!"

Sus giggles and blushes a bit when asked. "Well ummm that'd be stuff that I wouldn't speak of in public regardless of company." She takes up her own fizzy and colorful drink and starts to drink some down giving a slight nod to Vik as he enters.

Vik hears a familiar voice as he turns to it, his canid ears tilt slightly to focus in on where it's coming from. Upon seeing Callisto, he perks up a bit, waving and smiling. He rises from his seat at the bar and begins to make his way over towards the small group. The thickly muscled Shistavanen makes a bee line, dodging between a few other patrons on the way and coming to a halt a few feet away. He smiles and nods to Sus as well, "Ah, evening all...how are you doing?" he asks curiously, "I trust your evening is going well?" His eyes then focus in on Calli and he says warmly, "Keeping out of trouble?" he asks with a slight chuckle....

Yxuara's look goes earnest again as he says to himself, "Have I mispoken?" Then to Callisto, "The wine will be untouched until our negotiation is completed." Sigh. "Though--you can bet I am fond of this drink, I am still quite interested in entertaining your offer."

His head lifts and Yxuara gives Vik a thumbs-up!

Callisto looks back to Sus blinking her lashes twice as she responds, "Really? That scandalous? My my." She just giggles then, not prying further. As Vik draws closer, she slips off of her stool to tightly hug him as she utters, "Doing my best to try and stay out of most trouble. I was going to come back by the ship once I was done grabbing a bit to eat. It taking a bit longer than I thought though." She laughs softly and slips from the hug and back onto her stool. She looks back to Yxuara as she says, "I thought you were offering for me to taste some of it. I guess I misunderstand what exactly it is you meant by that statement. This is why I am confused as to what you mean by negotiation. And I still don't know your name."

Vik looks to the diminutive squib and smiles, offering a nod of greeting, "What's the negotiation going down?" he asks curiously. As he's embraced by Calli, he slips an arm down to pull her in close for a warm hug, before leting her slip back to her stool. "Ah, not a problem, perhaps we can meet up at another time." He raises an eyebrow at the negotiation discussions as it becomes more clear and he shakes his head, chuckling to himself a bit.

Rhala has arrived.

Sus sets her glass down. "Aye I'd say that scandalous, could make the girls working at the Twi'Lick club in the hutt district blush." She giggles and tosses Callisto a playful wink before looking to Vik. "Hi hi I'm Susskylar but most folks just call me Sus please feel free to call me Sus." She says offering her dainty and calloused hand to Vik.

Yxuara leans back in his seat, "Oh I see!" He draws the wine cup towards himself and says to Callisto, including Vik in as curiosity dictates. "Everything is explainable: You mentioned my wine, so no doubt you wanted to purchase it." He brushes his whiskers back with one hand and piped humorously, "I thought we were having polite conversation, until you wanted it for free. I am now certain we were both mistaken--and by the by, I am the trader Yxuara."

Rolling thunder echoes through the streets outside, vibrating the walls of many buildings. In fact, the severe storm is a little frightening how it violently unleashes it's fury upon the district. The door to the establishment swings open, admitting a rather drenched Nautolan! She wears simple far, a tunic shirt cinched about her waist and a pair of dark brown cargo pants tucked into some sturdy leather boots. She closes the door behind her, water driping from the ends of her head tails and her wet garments clinging to her frame like a drowned rat.

The Nautolan woman proceeds forward, running a hand over her face and over her head tails to brush away the excess of water. "Got something hot to drink?" She inquires of the bartender when she makes it to the bar. "It's a bit chilly." A small smile is offered to the bartender as a few credits are slid across the bar.

After the exchange is done, her dark gaze shifts to look around the room, taking in the various faces of the various races.

Callisto sweetly offers to Vik, "If you have to leave for a cargo haul soonish, I can always ask them to make my good to go instead. I really don't mind. Assume I can eat on your ship." She looks back to Sus and playfully gasps, "Oh my. Well then, I will just let my imagination run wild with that. Say less." She giggles then before looking to Yxuara once more as she says, "It was just a simple misunderstanding on both parts. It is a pleasure to meet you Yxuara. I will keep the wine in mind though for when i want to celebrate something in the future, so your knowledge on it was truly most helpful, so thank you." Her words are said with sincerity. Then there is that rolling thunder that draws her attention and Rhala makes her entrance and as she makes her way to the counter, Calli offers a friendly wave hello.

Vik nods to Sus with a bit of grin, "Ah, nice to meet you...again...and do tell the scandalous stories.." he laughs slightly as he then takes a long sip of his ale. He quickly turns as Rhala enters the bar, the sounds of the storm outside drawing his attention for a moment. He offers a wave of acknowledgement as she enters, He's then drawn back to the conversation by Callisto, he checks his chronometer before responding as he nods, "You're welcome to eat on the ship, and I do need to leave here in a bit for another run...the job of delivering my cargo is never done, it seems." he shrugs slightly and then nods to her.

Yxuara's ears perk up, the Squib accepting the praise to settle his ruffled instincts. "A pleasure too, you can bet. The next time we meet, if you say 'Yxuara, that's a nice poncho!' I will remember to ask you twice before offering to sell it." He slaps the counter with a smile before dipping his finger in the wine and rubbing it on his arm. The squishing sound of steps and smell of waterlogged being introduces Rhala to him before he turns and offers, "Can I offer you a sheet of isenflin? Waterproofing where you need it!"

A cup of steamy caf is slid across the bartop. A grateful thanks is offered as Rhala accepts the beverage. Immediately, she wraps her smokey gray fingers around the mug, feeling it's warmth slowly ebb into her. A sip and her eyes close as that first sip of caf seems to touch her soul in a way not even the force can touch. "Ahh." She makes that sound of contentment. "Good caf." She says to the bartender.

The Squib approaching and offering her a sheet of isenflin makes her pause, "Umm.." The cup is set back upon the bar as she turns to pay attention to the offer, "Good idea, but I think it may be a bit too late." She gestures to her soggy garments and the now growing puddle beneath her. "Perhaps an umbrella would serve me better for when I depart." A slight smile curls at the corner of her lips.

Sus does the oh so very quaint face palm. "Right right we met here before, I apologize its been a busy few days lots of runs for those wealthy patrons." She giggles before looking back to Callisto. "Oh Calli ye know a certain type of adult product, it was huge not sure why they wanted one that size but you know not my place to judge just to collect and deliver it back." She says before looking to the newcomer. "Oh hi hello Im Sus!"

Yxuara tilts his head and regards the puddle of water on the floor under Rhala, stepping back to keep his small shoes out of it. "A matter of timing, then?" he questions, "Take care that your deliberations do not put you in a disadvantageous position. My supplies of isenflin are limited--and--" Yxuara tries to lower his piping voice unsuccessfully, "--I hesitate to think that the concern for your health may come second to your bar tab. Perhaps fifty credits would be a reasonable starting position?" Yxuara sips his wine, now.

Callisto nods as she says, "Noted," She looks to the staff and asks that they make her order to go for her with a kind smile and slips them a few more credits for the trouble. She looks back to Yxuara as she smiles, "I will do my best to remember that. I promise Yxuara. Are there other wines you might suggest I consider in the future as well? I know you have seen much more of the verse than I have." She laughs softly at the exchange between Yxuara and Khala. Then her attention is back on Sus with excited surprise. Her hand trying to hide the fact that her jaw dropped open, "Wait.. when.. when you say huge. Exactly how big is that?"

Rhala turns her face towards Sus and offers a faint smile, "It is good to meet you, Sus." She dips her head slightly to offer a nod of greeting. Her tone is warm and her demeanor approachable in spite of her nearly drowned state. (Though, Nautolans don't drown.) "My friends simply call me Ra."

Back to the Squib, a smile is offered, "That is truly generous, my friend. However, though i may be chilled, I am Nautolan and well, water is my friend. However, I would love a dry shirt if you are selling." It would seem that she isn't truly interested in the film. She shifts, reaching back for that steaming caf.

Vik 's commlink pings and a robotic, metallic voice on the other end pings in: <<<SIR, THE CARGO IS LOADED, WE MUST BE OFF OR PAY THE CONSEQUENCES...>>> He nods, "Roger, I"ll be there shortly." he shakes his head and sighs to the group, "I need to get going all, duty calls..." he takes a long sip of his ale to drain the rest of it and then places it on a nearby clearing table. He smiles, "Nice to meet you all, I'll hopefully see you around Nar Shaddaa in the near future." He smiles and begins to make his way out towards the street.

Sus smiles to Rhala. "A pleasure to meetcha Ra!" She says with a laugh and a smile before looking back to Calli. "Oh...Well umm....Bantha big." Sus says with a grin and a nod.

Vik has left.

Yxuara makes a small noise of consideration as he nods, "We have shirts that big, you can bet! You will have to wait here while it is shipped from our ship-factory, Gand Pannier. Do you have a preference? Corporate logo? Colors?" One ear turns back towards the conversation Callisto and Sus are having, the Squib unable to decide what to make of it.

Callisto's food isn't done yet and send Vik a message since she isn't able to catch him before he leaves. She loos to Rhala as she says, "Pleasure to meet you Ra, I am Callisto or Calli if you prefer." She looks at Sus and blinks twice, "Gorram that is huge. Well then, perhaps some weird new type of Verse challenge? who knows?"

Rieve Selki has arrived.

Sus giggles and nods her head. "I don't know. Wait if he leaves does this mean you don't have a place to stay this evening?" She asks. "I have room on my YT-1300 for you."

Rhala considers the offer made by Yxuara, tapping her mug thoughtfully. "How about a nice teal color? No logos. Perhaps a tunic type shirt? Those are so comfy." There is something to say about comfort over style! "And.. it may match the freckles." She points to the teal and turquoise freckles across her own nose. "So, thirty credits?" She offers a price. "Though, I would have to see the shirt before paying for it, of course."

The other discussion of bantha sized adult toys has the young Nautolan's attention for a brief moment. There is a puzzled look upon her features as she tries to piece together what they are talking about. She simply decides it is best not to know.

Leaning slightly upon an unetiwood cane, a lightly armoured and oh so blue-haired and pale-skinned Hapan slips into the lively and bustling hub of a cantina. Cane clutched within his left hand, his right idly brushes against a clunky looking pistol on his left for the briefest of moments, before making his way on over to a free spot at the bar. Upon his approach, a few sports fans cheer at a shockboxing match on the holovids. "Yay sports..." The Hapan whispers beneath his breath as he settles, leans in and slouches comfortably forward with his elbows resting on the bar. A lazy shift, graceful and slow, and Rieve settles in properly, cane set against the bar. Sus spotting Rieve she waves happily. "Hey Hey comere what're ye drinkin' friendo?" She asks with a smirk. "I've been doin great on the creds lemme buy you a drink." Sus says with a smile and a nod of her head. Sent>:sips his wine and says, "I am certain we can do business under these conditions." The Squib raises a finger and says to Rhala, "Though.. I am not an expert in clothing sales, I would leave the final negotiations to the procurement officer, Nock, at our booth in the market." He dips his finger in his wine and re-applies it to his fur before continuing, "She will probably give you a big speech about durability and having acid-proof coating sprayed on--or selecting color-fast designs. For forty credits we can have that done previously. It would save you both time and mending in the future."

Yxuara sips his wine and says, "I am certain we can do business under these conditions." The Squib raises a finger and says to Rhala, "Though.. I am not an expert in clothing sales, I would leave the final negotiations to the procurement officer, Nock, at our booth in the market." He dips his finger in his wine and re-applies it to his fur before continuing, "She will probably give you a big speech about durability and having acid-proof coating sprayed on--or selecting color-fast designs. For forty credits we can have that done previously. It would save you both time and mending in the future." Yxuara leans over precariously on his bar seat and gives the cane a good look over.

Quite the cane! Unetiwood length with a delightfully blue... surprise... ornamental gemstone set into a neatly carved clasp. With Sus' warm greeting, Rieve glances upwards and finds the source, immediately ensuring a grin spreads across his features. "Friend!" With a swivel, a grasp of said cane the moment his left foot hits the floor, Rieve is soon making his way on over to the Falleen. "You're looking well, I'll have whatever you're having, you've fine taste if I recall, almost Hapan in its complexity." Rieve grins at Sus as he pads over with the click, click, click of the cane.

Rhala glances to Rieve as he makes his way to the bar and settles upon a stool next to her. A gentle nod of greeting is offered towards him. "Evening." She greets when he looks in her direction. It is a short and sweet gesture, then she is back to the bartering Squib. "That actually sounds nice. A color fast teal tunic shirt that is resistant to poison splashing sounds pretty nice. So.. 40 credits then?" She says, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "Alas, I am not a rich woman. I am not looking for upsales, to be honest."

Then the Hapan is off to join the Falleen. She watches his movements across the room and to her table.

Callisto has left.

Yxuara's head turns to track the cane's passing with one eye until it is quite behind him.

Afterwards as he nods, giving Rhala his second-best smile before he says, "We have a deal! --and it is nice meeting you, please call me Yxuara." Reaching under his tunic the Squib transmits the particulars of the purchase to his associates, tilting his head as he speaks in Squibbian. "If you prefer, our stall is at the bottom of the starport ramp in the trade district. We can proceed there after our drinks are finished for fitting."

Sus smiles at the bartender and orders another colorful fizzy drink. "Not sure what its called but its delicious, fruity sweet and tart it's amaaaazzzziiinnnngggggg." She says as she shimmies in her seat before lowering her voice to speak softly with Rieve, straightening up she smiles. "So hows business it's been a little while hasn't it?" Sus asks with a smile and than looks over to Yxuara. "Looks like he's doing business."

- Rhala has paid you 40 credits.

As Rieve passes by Rhala, there's a slightly awkward twirl as he dips, inclines his head, and grins a bright gap-toothed grin at the Nautolan. "Madelle." The accented word offered brightly, alongside a nod to Yxuara and a lilting, "Messir.", before stepping beyond and finally finding himself standing at Sus' table and slipping into the seat opposite. "Fruity and tart? Well I am sold. It has certainly been a while, and business is good oui... it is how you say? P'raps not booming, but decent enough and indeed, quite the trader." A glance and a smile is offered both Yxuara and Rhala from across the way, before he leans in and looks to Sus.

Yxuara's jaw goes slack as the Squib watches, wide-eyed and clueless. At the glance and smile, he quickly gives Rieve a thumbs up, "...koovy." He is half tempted to go out and buy a cane--but the prices are too expensive.

Rhala offers a rather warm smile to the Squib and a final nod. "A deal then. When we are finishe here, I shall proceed to get my new shirt!" She leans closer to him, "It's exciting. I have not bought a new shirt in a while." Her mug of caf is taken back up and a grin is offered to him, "Cheers to a successful sale." The steamy cup is lifted towards him before she indulges in the dark roasted brew of the gods.

Just then her stomach rumbles and she calls out to the bartender, "I will have your special." A few more credits are placed on the bar, slid towards the tender who all too happily takes her money and places an order for the fried nerf and squished tubers. It's not exactly a healthy choice, but it is a delicious comfort food. "So, Yxuara." She glances back to the Squib, "Other than being such an excellent entrepeneur, what else do you do?"

Yxuara has been 'messir'd and 'entreprener'd in a quick succession that would dazzle a lesser Squib, but Yxuara can roll with the flow of the conversation--see if he doesn't! "Ah..? Ah! I am also a writer of stories, but you can bet I only have the time while the Gand Pannier is at warp or if we're dry on contracts." He pulls his datapad out from his pocket and makes a note: 'messir' 'entrepreneur' and 'cane'. "I make attempts to write about life experiences in my stories."

Sus smiles and nods her head to what it is that Rieve says before she straightens up. "Oh Aye business is good for me too been kicking ass and taking names." She says with a laugh and than she's speaking softly again to Rieve before straightening up. "Well its always good to be flexible in whatever ones business endeavors are yes?" She asks of the room raising her glass.

Graced with the same fizzy drink that has wowed Sus, Rieve lifts his glass to his companion and takes a deep swig of the fizzy and fruity drink. There's a pause as he looks across the table to Sus, blue eyes unblinking for a moment. "That is delicious." Another sip, a wider grin. "I shall order this from now on, I swear it... it refreshes and the bubbles!" Oh Rieve sips away merrily, relishing every sip. "Isn't it just, I was not too flexible in mine, hence the cane... the move was a little too inflexible, practicing a box-step for an event I've been invited to. I pivoted when I should have stepped. My fault."

Yxuara's voice pipes up from across the cantina, "How much do you want for it?"

Rhala has fallen quiet, content to listen to the general chatter of the bar and pub. In fact, she welcomes a little bit of distraction watching one of the sports being played on television. However, there is a slight grimace. Sports tend to be so violent.

Just as her food is delivered, a small beep is heard from her. One gray hand dips into a pocket and pulls out a small datapad. "Bartender, I am going to have to take that order to go." She glances to Yxuara, "I will come by the stall later to get that shirt. For now, business has come up." She takes her wrapped up food and slips from her bar stool. "Sorry for the puddle." She mentions to the barkeep. Then she turns to depart, her boots squishing and squeaking with each step.

Rhala has left.

Rieve Selki watches the squishy-booted Nautolan take her leave, more so as the Squib calls out an offer. It takes a moment for Rieve to realise it could well be regarding his own property. "The cane? I am in dire need mezami... crafted to my specifications."

Yxuara nods, "I suspected as much--it would be too tall for me." He take a sip from his wine cup and leans back on the bar, noticing his chair is surrounded by a sea of empty seats for the moment.

Rieve Selki grins. "A fine staff perhaps? You'll no doubt find better... a million creds however? Absolutely!" That grin brightens merrily, and his glass is raised to Yxuara before another much needed sip is taken. Tart. Fruity. The Hapan is sold on this fine drink. "You seem to be doing quite the brisk trade here, I'm impressed!"

Yxuara's ears lift as he nods, "It has been an enjoyable visit to the cantina, you bet! But I also recall a power staff being sold recently in the market place for a mere 70,000 credits." It is a testament to his skill as a trader that his large round eyes neither quiver or boggle at the outrageous sum. "To a young customer of mine. Who had planned on giving it away as a gift."

Rieve Selki grins. "But such sentimental value to me, a family heirloom..." The Hapan teasingly replies. "I jest though, perhaps when I tire of this simple device... and certainly am no rendered frail by my own fooolish notions of flexibility, well." The Hapan shrugs. "I shall seek you out and give you first uhhhh how you say? Dibs?" The final word offered after a brief pause.

Yxuara scratches his head, "Oh certainly! We understand that term, you bet! Though it isn't religiously followed by every Squib. Best remember, I am Yxuara!" He takes another sip of his wine, the cup tilting perhaps more than halfway at this point, "Tell me, how does a family get a heirloom?"

"Yxuara!" Rieve lifts his glass to acknowledge the name. "How? Some ancient family member steals something from another family that was likely stolen from another family and we, we are the last ones to have it within our clutches... or it might be some honest acquiring... either way, it's been in the family a while." Rieve glances to the cane. "In this case, more so the cane than the workings. You do not have heirlooms?"

Yxuara shakes his head, "Not by those methods--our nobles do have ceremonial and traditional properties, but I am certain if the price was right, deals could be made." He shrugs and waves his arms in front of his eyes, "Negotiating under the effects of Ithorian sweet wine is... not advised."

"Oh I don't know, I'd recommend at least another four glasses and then we'll revisit my original price eh?" Rieve teasses genially, grinning as he finishes his own drink with a relaxed sigh. "I might just seek you out for one of those shirts though at some point, they sounded robust!" The Hapan adjusts his position slightly, kicking out his left leg beneath the table for a little trembly stretch. Mm, good stretch.

Yxuara looks at his one cup and imagines having four more, "I'd get sick!" he exclaims, covering his mouth and making gagging noises until a warning growl from the bartender makes him freeze. After a moment of contemplation Yxuara says, lowering his shrill voice imperceptively. "Here, it is not always that I disclose my methods so indiscriminately, but I will share my secret negotiation tactic with you. A bottle of Rylothian Yurp per cup of Ithorian sweet wine. You see? You understand?"

Sus has left.

Rieve tilts his head lightly at the secret tactic, grinning a touch crookedly. "Well I doubt even with that knowledge I would manage as well as you in sales and negotiations... but I shall tuck that little tibit away regardless." The Hapan rises with some assistance from his cane, a wavering push upwards with his left hand. "I wish you luck with future sales messir... and I'll certainly hope you improve upon the last quarter as many a traderr often seeks to do." Pausing to incline his head lightly, Rieve steps away from his booth. "I should head back to New Vertica, it's been a pleasure, do take care oui?"

-(OOC)- Yxuara says, "Thanks for the scene!"

-(OOC)- Rieve Selki says, "Likewise!"

Rieve Selki has disconnected.

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