Noventa - A Star Wars Story

Everything was kind of in a state of confusion and panic. But they had a job to do - and professionals wouldn't abandon the hunt once committed.

This was Jelna's specialty, but Fey had learned some from watching her captain at work over time and asked a few innocent questions to aim them towards their target. The card-dealer had directed them here earlier, so it was time to see if they could catch the prey tonight. So again, the brawns and the brains were out together.


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D6 Operation Pick-up Streetwise. Assisted from Kai. Destiny to upgrade: 1eP+1eA+1eB+2eD 1 success, 1 advantage

"Do you think we'll find him here?" Kai asked as they made their way to the dingy little establishment some people called a bar. They'd been in worse places of course, but thus didnt seem like somewhere the mark would frequent.

The chaos of the evening would allow for you to slip away from the festival and over to the safety of Providencetown. Your commitment, while admirable, does probably put a bit of stress on the situation. Still, despite it all, you do manage to make your way to the bar. It seems not as crowded as most nights, probably from people feeling fear over the event, even from out here. It's still a cautious tone to everything, but your luck seems to have finally paid off with the vision of a white skinned man sitting at a table, listening to the smooth jizz being played to a small select group of people.



He sat there mostly alone, drinking a bottle of whiskey with his head held high and mostly ignoring anyone coming in to relax and enjoy his presence.

Kaneesa manages to notice a familiar figure...a blue one. He quietly ducks over discreetly near an empty table near Cefey and tries to make it appear that he isn't speaking with her.

"Yer back for the favor already? That was quick? Do you need a place to lie low with all this nonsense going on?"

Fey just gave Kai a knowing smile as they spotted the target. They'd seen the picture, after all, and there weren't many Arkanian off-shoots walking around on the planet.

The arrival of the familiar Gungan was... an opportunity. She had seen him have a way with words. "We're fine, for now, but that favor will be handy now," she murmured quietly as she took off her duster, before bringing her voice to a more normal level. "Ugh... I need a beer, badly, after all this. Merde - worst day."

Kai wasn't quite sure where his place in all this would be, the ladies were all better at this part of the job then he. Still he was pretty certain of a few things. The gunman wasnt talking to them, it had been a bad day, there mark was here, and it would all work out one way or another.

Taking a seat he nodded. "A beer would be nice." He agreed looking around the bar. "Do you think they have waitresses here? Or should I go by the bar?"

Cefey Raneth wrote:Fey just gave Kai a knowing smile as they spotted the target. They'd seen the picture, after all, and there weren't many Arkanian off-shoots walking around on the planet.

The arrival of the familiar Gungan was... an opportunity. She had seen him have a way with words. "We're fine, for now, but that favor will be handy now," she murmured quietly as she took off her duster, before bringing her voice to a more normal level. "Ugh... I need a beer, badly, after all this. Merde - worst day."

"A favor me chere?" Kaneesa looks over the Cefey, and then to the human she came with. "I think that you will find quick and attentive service at the bar...and you can speak with me 'bout this favor of yours."

"Oh good," she sighed and her lekku were given a light toss, kind of like the Twi'lek-version of flipping one's hair. "Then... the same as last night, my good Gungan. I need some wind underneath my wings." While it sounded like a bar-order to others, Kaneesa could probably pick up on what she meant.

Taking a place at the bar, she turned around to face the room - her gaze lingering with appriciation on the white-haired mystery man as her lips curled into a flirtatious smile.

"Well, you provided quite a lot to mine." Kaneesa pours the pair drinks.

"Mhm," she nodded, picking up the beer once it was ready, and leaving Kai with paying if the Gungan wanted credits for the watered down beer they served her.

From her talk with Jelna earlier, Fey tried to think more of the possibility of having this power of the Force. And how she could use it. Look at me... it was something she felt had worked before, that what she had wanted people to do or feel had sometimes come to pass.

The miasma of fear was still there, but this time she would not let it overpower her. Cease what you are doing and gaze at me, she repeated the words to herself silently, words she had repeated before to herself, letting the darkness that had seeped into the planet push forward those more darker, baser emotions that most men had around her, to draw his attention to her.


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D6 LE See if we can use Basic Influence here...: 1eF 2 Dark Side


Destiny to flip, which makes for a total of 3 Light side after taking into account the Vergence. Using Basic Influence to make him interested in Cefey.

As long as he got a beer passed his way, Kai would pay, though perhaps it would be a bit begrudgingly if the beer was cheap and watered down. Still it was better to sit quiet and let Fey work her magic, hopefully they could lure the fellow to someplace a little less crowded to capture him.

He glances over your way as you stare at him, trying to appear alluring. You have his attention, at least for the moment, but to make him move will require a bit more of a push...

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Flipped to upgrade difficulty of roll

Resist the Beautiful Lady!: 1eC+1eD 2 failures, 1 threat

Make a Discipline check against him. Don't forget you already did your Destiny for that Force roll so you cannot do it twice. So you can either accept the Dark Side results and use it to upgrade the dice or keep the results and hope you roll well.

Kaneesa looks over at Cefey as she takes a small walk over to the Arkanian, and then looks at her guest. Gears seem to turn in his head, and a glowpanel seems to go off.

"Stop!" Kaneesa pulls Cal's drink away and pulls out a bottle from behind the counter. "I didn't know that the pair of youz was "in the industry". We serve the non-rubes a bit different here."

Kaneesa pours into a pair of glasses that are cleaner before, and Cal is treated to the smell of pleasantly aged whiskey.

"We keep Wyern's Reserve on hand for special friends of the establishment." Kaneesa offers a small smile. "I suppose you two are working the mark over there? I just need to remind you about no violence here...conning them is fair game, and whatever you want to do outside of the walls is fine by me. Need a hand? I do owe your partner a favor."

Well, Kai wasn't going to turn down good booze, even if he wasn't quite sure what the gungan meant when he said they were in the industry. Cefey would likely know, and it seemed at least she knew the guy. "No intention of causing any trouble in here." He offered softly as he picked up the glass. "My friend will work her magic to take the gentleman to someplace a bit more quiet." That seemed to be the plan at the very least.

He took a sip from the glass. "Not sure about needing a hand, suppose if you had some music or something to match the mood she is setting, nothing to overt though?"

((Dunno if you can add a boost to her roll through ambiance or something.))

He seemed harder to sway in her direction than most. Maybe it was the backdrop of an Imperial invasion, or being an Arkanian off-shot he was used to the attention of others. Still that didn't stop Fey from approaching, putting on a charming smile.

"May I join you, monsieur? It is a rough night to be drinking alone. Bad luck, they say."


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D6 LE Dishiprine/Willpower for Influence: 2eA 1 success, 1 advantage


So Discipline is a total of 1 Failure.

The man stares at you with a smile as you approach. Seemingly uninterested at first. It was a strange feeling looking on her, but the feeling faded as she approached. She was attractive, true. A appealing figure to say the least. Still, he looked on. "I suppose having someone to talk to during this wouldn't be the worst thing I could do for the evening." He smiled at her warmly. "Drune's the name. What are you drinking?"

"A pleasure, Drune," his name got a bit flavored with the cute Rylothian accent. "People I like call me Honey. As for my drink, it's just beer." She smiled and took a seat.

"But tu seem to be a man of more refined tastes than that - the kind to fit right in at the best places in town." Arkanians were supposedly haughty and proud, she had heard, so she went for the angle of focusing on him instead of herself.

"You'd be wrong about that." He says laughing, not really sure what to say about that. Like she thought he was a actual Arkanian or something. Like they would ever acknowledge something like him. "The only time I would fit in upstairs if I were drinking and giving them my money. They'll gladly take my money any time. Only go up there to play some cards or on business. Keep me down in the streets with a good beer and I'll be just as happy to have it." He waves over at Kaneesa with a friendly hand wave to catch him. " Kaneesa, throw on some music!" He says with a loud yell from his chair. "Love this place. Jizz is fine and the drinks are cheap. Can't get a better deal elsewhere. Especially in the hellhole we're about going to find ourselves in."

She chuckled warmly as she took a sip of her beer. "He does play some pretty good music, and it adds to the charm," Honey agreed, casting a glance over to the Gungan, but her attention was soon back to Drune. "Hmm... it's in times like these, before things get too crazy, we enjoy good music, good drink, and good company, non? Especially us who stand out a bit too much for the Imps' tastes."

The twi'lek smirked with some confidence. "How's the whiskey? I might give that a try instead of this beer..."

Kaneesa offers a bark like laugh and heads over to the jizz-box, giving it a crank. Slow, mellow jizz begins to waft through the establishment.

"The live band comes on in half an hour."

Kaneesa is shaking his head as he goes back over to the bar.

"It almost makes me feel bad that you're conning the guy." He says in a low voice to Kai. "The Arkanian has fine taste."