"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.
