"Just A Quick Drink"
By Nyja Asketi (PC)
& Melina Asketi (SC)
Falcon's Nest Bartender (NPC)
Location: Outer Rim, Eriadu, Falcon's Nest
Date: Rha 5th, 2005 G.C.
Nyja exited the spaceport. Melina was right.
Everything had changed. Nyja had only been gone for
eight years and yet it looked as if the city had been
demolished by war. The streets were in disarray and a
lot of the buildings showed wear and tear.
Nyja made her way down the street to the Falcon's
Nest. She had never heard of it while she lived here,
but she also knew that business establishments popped
up and disappeared very quickly.
The outside of the building was not that spectacular.
In fact, if it wasn't for a small sign with the name,
no one would know that it was even there. Nyja
attempted to open the door and found it locked. A
small opening appeared in the middle of the door and a
pair of eyes looked out.
"What do you want?"
Nyja didn't realize that she needed to let someone
else know her reasons for being somewhere. "I just
need to get in," she said. "I need to see Refton."
There wasn't a response. The eyes blinked. There was
a snort and then something closed over the eyes.
The door eventually opened and Nyja entered the
building. Looking around, she noticed the large
animal that was covering the door. She didn't know
its species, but was sure that it was strong enough to
stop a fight if need be.
Nyja passed the animal and entered the Falcon's Nest
proper and looked around. As she saw the various
patrons, she noticed that they were the same that she
had seen in bars across the galaxy.
Nyja stepped up to the bar as the bartender looked her
up and down. “Not from around here, are you?’ the man
asked.
“No comment,” she replied coolly. “I need Refton.”
“He’s not here,” the bartender said as he served a
drink to another customer. “Hasn’t been here for a
month.”
Nyja didn’t want the man to see the fear in her eyes.
If Refton wasn’t there, she would never be able to
find what she is looking for. “Fine,” she finally
started. “I’ll have a Corellian whiskey.” She tossed
some credits on the bar – 200 credits more than the
normal cost of whiskey. “Keep the change,” she said,
taking the whiskey and gulping it.
The bartender quickly took the creds and pocketed
them. He then leaned over to Nyja and whispered, “He
doesn’t want to be found. Bounty Hunters are on his
trail.”
Nyja didn’t ask any questions, but requested a refill
and placed 200 more credits on the bar. The man again
pocketed the creds and spoke again.
“You can find him in the South of Eriadu City. Near
the edge of town. There is an abandoned building
there. You’ll know it when you see it.
Nyja stood up and placed 200 more credits on the
counter. “You had better be right, or I’m coming back
for my money.” As Nyja turned, she made sure to let
the bartender glance her lightsaber, knowing full well
that he would be intimidated by it.
Nyja left the bar and pulled her transmitter from her
belt. “Mel, I need to go to the South end of Eriadu
City. What’s the damage and repair time?”
“Well, the damage to the hyperdrive isn’t as bad as I
thought, but there is some other minor hull damage.
It should take about three days maybe four.”
“Okay, I’ll keep in touch.”
“Good. Oh and whatever you said to the dockmaster, it
worked. He’s out here every hour making sure I have
everything I need. He even brought me some food.”
Nyja had to smile at herself. She knew that
threatening innocent people was not her way any
longer, but she still prided in the fact that she
still had the gift to do so.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
"Meeting New Friends" (From Star Wars: Tales From Across the Stars)
"Meeting New Friends"
By Nyja Asketi (PC)
& Melina Asketi (SC)
Eriadu Dock Master (NPC)
Location: Outer Rim, Eriadu, Hangar
Date: Rha 5th, 2005 G.C.
Nyja and Melina stepped out of the starship. Melina
wandered to the rear of the ship to check the outer
hyperdrive unit. Both began to cough as the foul air
entered their lungs.
"We've got to work hard on the repairs. You start. I
have to speak to the dock master."
Melina was looking at the hyperdrive and opened a
storage hatch to remove a tool kit. Opening up an
access hatch, she started to scan for a problem.
While Melina started repairs on the hyperdrive, Nyja
stepped into the dock master's office. She looked
around and noticed that a gruff-looking human was
asleep with his head on his desk.
"Excuse me," Nyja said loudly hoping to wake the man.
The man stirred slightly and changed positions. Nyja
stepped up to him and jostled him. "Excuse me," she
said again. The man this time woke with a start and
began to grumble.
"I do not wish to be bothered. Come back later."
Nyja pushed her face into the manís and smelled the
alcohol on his breath. "I need information." She
paused. "I need information now!" she screamed and
pulled his shirt into a fist.
The man responded to the aggressiveness. "Okay,
okay," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Fine," Nyja said and let go of the manís shirt. "I'm
looking for Captain Emille Greyson."
"Captain Greyson? He hasnít been around for years. I
think he's dead."
"He's not dead. I know he's not. And I know you have
ways to find out where he is." With her last words,
she waved her hand subtly in hopes her Jedi Mind Trick
would work.
The man didn't miss a step. He didn't blink. He just
answered the question. "I don't know where he his. I
haven't seen him in years.
The trick did not work. Nyja would have to keep
working on that, she thought. "Fine. Is his ship
still in the hangar?"
"I don't have to tell you anything!" the man retorted.
In response to that, Nyja pulled her sidearm from her
holster and pointed it at the dock master. "I will
ask you one more time. Is his ship still in the
hangar?"
"You can't do this! I'll call the police!"
"Don't bother. I have been given permission by the
local government to make these inquiries and make any
demands as necessary." Nyja stepped up and held the
pistol to the dock master's head. Even though she
knew she wouldn't shoot him, she made every gesture to
force the dock master's hand and get him to talk.
"Please!" he begged. "I'm just a dock master. I
don't know anything more than I've already told you."
Nyja shoved the man down into his seat. "Fine!" she
yelled again pointing the blaster in the man's face.
She started having conflicting emotions. She wanted
to kill him for being stubborn and her mind was
fighting those instincts. Her finger wavered on the
trigger. After a few minutes, she lowered the
blaster. The man let out an elongated breath.
"My associate is repairing our ship. See to it
personally that she receives what she needs no matter
the cost."
The man stared at Nyja as she exited the room. He
started to reach for a blaster that was hidden under
his desk. Nyja felt the disturbance and turned
quickly, taking and igniting her lightsaber. She
stood tall, for a short person, and was menacing with
the red glow from the saber filling the room.
The dock master dropped the blaster and cowered in the
corner. "Okay, okay," he said. "Go to the Falcon's
Nest, a bar down the street. Someone there can help
you. Ask for Refton, he may know more information
that you seek."
Nyja disengaged the blade and walked out. She didn't
let the dock master see, but she started to cry. As
she approached the ship, she wiped the tears away with
her fingertips. Melina's feet were hanging outside of
the ship as she made her way through the inner
workings of the hull.
"Melina," Nyja called. "I'm headed to a local bar to
find some more information. Stay and keep repairing
the ship. Talk to the dock master. He'll get you
anything you need. Don't worry about the cost."
Melina pulled herself out of the ship and wiped some
of the oil off of her face. "Okay, but be careful.
You haven't been here in several years. It's probably
a lot different than you remember."
"I will. Just get the ship fixed. I want to be gone
in a few days."
Nyja looked at her sister and friend and nodded.
"I'll check in later." With that, Nyja turned back
around and started walking out of the hangar.
On her way, she stopped and stared into the window of
the dock master. "Anything she needs, you get!" Nyja
said and pointed to Melina. She then walked to the
hangar door and exited heading into a world she used
to know and didn't recognize any longer.
By Nyja Asketi (PC)
& Melina Asketi (SC)
Eriadu Dock Master (NPC)
Location: Outer Rim, Eriadu, Hangar
Date: Rha 5th, 2005 G.C.
Nyja and Melina stepped out of the starship. Melina
wandered to the rear of the ship to check the outer
hyperdrive unit. Both began to cough as the foul air
entered their lungs.
"We've got to work hard on the repairs. You start. I
have to speak to the dock master."
Melina was looking at the hyperdrive and opened a
storage hatch to remove a tool kit. Opening up an
access hatch, she started to scan for a problem.
While Melina started repairs on the hyperdrive, Nyja
stepped into the dock master's office. She looked
around and noticed that a gruff-looking human was
asleep with his head on his desk.
"Excuse me," Nyja said loudly hoping to wake the man.
The man stirred slightly and changed positions. Nyja
stepped up to him and jostled him. "Excuse me," she
said again. The man this time woke with a start and
began to grumble.
"I do not wish to be bothered. Come back later."
Nyja pushed her face into the manís and smelled the
alcohol on his breath. "I need information." She
paused. "I need information now!" she screamed and
pulled his shirt into a fist.
The man responded to the aggressiveness. "Okay,
okay," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Fine," Nyja said and let go of the manís shirt. "I'm
looking for Captain Emille Greyson."
"Captain Greyson? He hasnít been around for years. I
think he's dead."
"He's not dead. I know he's not. And I know you have
ways to find out where he is." With her last words,
she waved her hand subtly in hopes her Jedi Mind Trick
would work.
The man didn't miss a step. He didn't blink. He just
answered the question. "I don't know where he his. I
haven't seen him in years.
The trick did not work. Nyja would have to keep
working on that, she thought. "Fine. Is his ship
still in the hangar?"
"I don't have to tell you anything!" the man retorted.
In response to that, Nyja pulled her sidearm from her
holster and pointed it at the dock master. "I will
ask you one more time. Is his ship still in the
hangar?"
"You can't do this! I'll call the police!"
"Don't bother. I have been given permission by the
local government to make these inquiries and make any
demands as necessary." Nyja stepped up and held the
pistol to the dock master's head. Even though she
knew she wouldn't shoot him, she made every gesture to
force the dock master's hand and get him to talk.
"Please!" he begged. "I'm just a dock master. I
don't know anything more than I've already told you."
Nyja shoved the man down into his seat. "Fine!" she
yelled again pointing the blaster in the man's face.
She started having conflicting emotions. She wanted
to kill him for being stubborn and her mind was
fighting those instincts. Her finger wavered on the
trigger. After a few minutes, she lowered the
blaster. The man let out an elongated breath.
"My associate is repairing our ship. See to it
personally that she receives what she needs no matter
the cost."
The man stared at Nyja as she exited the room. He
started to reach for a blaster that was hidden under
his desk. Nyja felt the disturbance and turned
quickly, taking and igniting her lightsaber. She
stood tall, for a short person, and was menacing with
the red glow from the saber filling the room.
The dock master dropped the blaster and cowered in the
corner. "Okay, okay," he said. "Go to the Falcon's
Nest, a bar down the street. Someone there can help
you. Ask for Refton, he may know more information
that you seek."
Nyja disengaged the blade and walked out. She didn't
let the dock master see, but she started to cry. As
she approached the ship, she wiped the tears away with
her fingertips. Melina's feet were hanging outside of
the ship as she made her way through the inner
workings of the hull.
"Melina," Nyja called. "I'm headed to a local bar to
find some more information. Stay and keep repairing
the ship. Talk to the dock master. He'll get you
anything you need. Don't worry about the cost."
Melina pulled herself out of the ship and wiped some
of the oil off of her face. "Okay, but be careful.
You haven't been here in several years. It's probably
a lot different than you remember."
"I will. Just get the ship fixed. I want to be gone
in a few days."
Nyja looked at her sister and friend and nodded.
"I'll check in later." With that, Nyja turned back
around and started walking out of the hangar.
On her way, she stopped and stared into the window of
the dock master. "Anything she needs, you get!" Nyja
said and pointed to Melina. She then walked to the
hangar door and exited heading into a world she used
to know and didn't recognize any longer.
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