galactic cantina

A multi-muse Star Wars rp blog Mun plays characters from Old Republic, Rise of the Empire, and Legacy eras. More characters may be added later! Following the tags SWCantina and GalacticCantina

[galactic-cantina]

"Oh, that I’m naturally… unpleasant, to most.”

His grip on the other tightened some, then loosened. It was as though he forced himself to be in restraint. That he was suppressing some sort of urge, one that may have deathly consequences.

"So Jedi, how smart do you find yourself to be?"

[galaxyslasthopes-archive]

As his arm turned to his side, Luke shot a glare to the man.

” E N O U G H

           To say that a bold move, would’t be a good choise”

[galactic-cantina]

Alistar couldn't help but grin. There was no point in hiding his amusement now, his prey was already catching on.

"Oh, did I upset you?" He mused. "I never thought a Jedi could get upset. Such a negative thing, perhaps I can relieve you of it?"

He took a few steps forward and placed a hand on Luke's shoulder. His gaze grew grave as he tried to subdue the Jedi under a telekinetic hypnosis that came naturally to an Anzat. It was very similar to Force Manipulation, and it may not even work on the Jedi, but Alistar used it none the less. He preferred to take his meals in silence with the least amount of physical effort, and even he was uncertain if he could make a meal out of a Jedi.

[galactic-cantina]

"Hmm~"

He shook Luke’s hand casually, and held on to it for a little to long.

"It’s not often my meetings are deemed pleasurable." There was a glint of malevolence in his eyes, "Sometimes I can’t decide if it’s due to my occupation or my nature. I think it’s the latter, quite honestly."

[galaxyslasthopes-archive]

Luke’s eyes narrowed abrubtly after have heard the man’s words.

”What did you meant with that—? ”

[galactic-cantina]

"Oh, that I'm naturally... unpleasant, to most."

His grip on the other tightened some, then loosened. It was as though he forced himself to be in restraint. That he was suppressing some sort of urge, one that may have deathly consequences.

"So Jedi, how smart do you find yourself to be?"

[pxdme]

          “Very well.”

     She caved, though hesitantly, and never without caution.

          “Please excuse me while I grab a cloak. It will only take a           moment, I can assure you.”

     Quickly, she turned from the front door of her apartment to      her own private quarters where she entered her closet to      acquire her cloak. As she draped its heavy fabric around her      shoulders, a glint of silver caught her eye. In the corner laid       her weapon of choice- an ELG-3A pistol that practically stared      her in the very eye.

          Trust is a gamble.

     Barely a moment had passed before the Senator found herself      tucking the pistol away in the innermost pocket of her cloak      before she  made her way back to her supposed protector.

          ”Let’s be on our way,” she said, stepping into  the hallway as she            locked the door behind her.

     ”Exactly where are you taking me, mister…           — what did you say your name was?”

[galactic-cantina]

"But of course~"

He waited a moment for her to leave, then turned to the hallway to asses the mess he made of the guards. He figured that if he got them out of the way somehow, he could possibly get her onto his ship willingly and without incident. Quickly, he got to work trying to hide the two corpses. He took them down with him farther down the hall, then dumped them there.

He didn't have to put so much effort in hiding them! Easily he could blame it on the imaginary assassin. And with that in mind, he hurried back over to her door. Thankfully he got there moments before her return.

"Yes yes! This way--" He stepped aside to allow her entrance.

"I'll be taking you back to my ship so that we may go to the safe house. It wouldn't be safe to walk, you see. And my name? That would be Alistar."

[galactic-cantina]

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"…not a Jedi." He smirked, enjoying his own cleverness.

"No, call me Alistar. It certainly has a better ring to it than Stranger, wouldn’t you agree?"

[galaxyslasthopes-archive]

”Yeah…….indeed” he replied raising both of his brows

”Pleased to meet you Alistar” He stretched out his hand

[galactic-cantina]

"Hmm~"

He shook Luke's hand casually, and held on to it for a little to long.

"It's not often my meetings are deemed pleasurable." There was a glint of malevolence in his eyes, "Sometimes I can't decide if it's due to my occupation or my nature. I think it's the latter, quite honestly."

[counselorbennet]

-

Rou was, to say the least, confused. Transporter accidents were rare. Extremely rare. And yet, here she was standing in who knows where confused and lost and scared. She was grateful too of course. She could have ended up anywhere instead she landed on a planet with breathable air and she was near someone at the very least. She could sense him or her.

She moved forward slowly, like she’d been learning her whole life, and paused when he greeted her without prompting or provocation. “I didn’t. It kind of found me if I’m being honest.” and she could understand him, more or less. Some of his words sounded awkward to her ears but the language seemed to be similar enough to grasp.”I am Rou Bennet. I’m lost.”

[galactic-cantina]

Wolf nodded his head slowly in understanding. Crashes were common throughout the galaxy, and this Rou Bennet was lucky that she survived it. And even more so, that she was on an inhabited planet with people willing to help her. It was clear in her behavior and her presence in the Force that she was no threat.

"It seems to be that way, yes." He gave a faint smile, "I am Wolf Sazen, and I'd be happy to assist you. There may be some spare parts around the temple which could be used to repair your ship."

[galactic-cantina]

"Taneleer Tivian?"

He never heard of anyone by that name. The galaxy was a big place, and he figured that it wasn’t possible to hear about everyone. As he thought it over, he remembered the pain once again. Zayne had always found it easier to deal with pain by distracting himself from it. And he was glad the other offered help.

"Yes, but it isn’t too bad. I guess I’ve crashed into enough buildings for this not to hurt so badly."

[inhiscollection-deactivated2014]

"Yes, Taneleer Tivan, the Collector. He is one of the Elders of the Universe.” Pausing her eyes looked down at him with a glimmering curiosity, he had not heard of one of the most powerful men in the cosmic system? How intriguing..  

Leaning down she soon sat down next to him. “—Where does it hurt?…You have crashed multiple times before? May I ask how?”

[galactic-cantina]

"Sounds very important."

Even he wasn't sure how he couldn't have heard of someone who sounded so important. He knew Jedi Padawans led rather sheltered lives, but he didn't know he was that sheltered. He brushed off a bit of glass off his shoulder, and tried his best to keep his composure.

"Everywhere, really." He then laughed a little, "I was never too good at landings, this kind of thing happens on a daily basis for me. I try chasing someone, who's almost always a criminal, and I end up crashing or falling into one thing or another."

He then glanced around, "Speaking of which, did you see anyone else around here?"

[galactic-cantina]

Finally

// My laptop is back!

I'll get back to replies soon :D

[galactic-cantina]

counselorbennet

[ Wolf ]

In the Hidden Temple, the Jedi Master had spent the past few hours practicing lightsaber forms. He had to change quite a bit to make it work for him only having one arm. His stance was lighter as he had to rely more on evasion and mobility to sustain himself in a fight. He moved fluidly about the room, his lightsaber slashing in quick succession against an invisible opponent. The display would have been more entertaining had he been sparring with someone.

Then it all had stopped. Either the invisible foe had fallen, or the practice had grown too tiresome. His reason for stopping was neither. He had sensed a presence in the room with him now, and it was one he was not familiar with.

The light of his blade extinguished, and he clipped the hilt to his belt as he turned to face the newcomer. He couldn't sense any ill intentions, but he was suspicious none the less.

"How did you find this place, stranger?"

[galactic-cantina]

-

"No, never. I’ve gotten along just fine on my own, and I’ve never come across someone willing to teach me anything." He mused.

In fact, he never had taken interest in developing his skills further. Not by means of learning, at least. He rather strengthen his natural ability through feeding, rather than waste time learning things he may never use.

"Jedi, do you have a name? I forgot to ask."

[galaxyslasthopes-archive]

”Luke, Luke Skywalker..” He said cracking a little smile on his lips ” And you are..?” He frowned lightly 

[galactic-cantina]

"...not a Jedi." He smirked, enjoying his own cleverness.

"No, call me Alistar. It certainly has a better ring to it than Stranger, wouldn't you agree?"

[pxdme]

-

The senator found herself feeling conflicted. Indeed, there was a heavy bounty on her head; that much she had not a single bit of doubt for. On another hand, it did leave her judgment wavering and more difficult to control as far as strangers went.

       ”How do I know I can trust you?”

[galactic-cantina]

Now that question he had difficulty in answering.

"I-- well... hmm."

He stood there for a moment, his brows furrowed in thought. A few things began to show through in this time, such as his impatience and slight irritation. His foot was tapping on the ground, and he almost seemed a bit upset.

Finally, he spoke.

"You don't know. Trust is a gamble, it always has been. You must come with me. And if you don't, then... you don't. But keep in mind you'll be putting your life and my job at risk."

[galactic-cantina]

//After digging through the attic for a while I found my old laptop!

It's a crappy little Dell Inspiron whose battery cannot be charged, and lags so badly that I must type very slowly or else entire words go missing. I'm not even sure if it's even worth using given its condition, but I'll try.

Hopefully my better one will be out of the shop soon!

[cannibalisticwhistler-a]

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"Yondu Udonta," he provided, pausing as if to let the weight of the name sink in. Were she from this galaxy, he would’ve thought her an idiot for not recognizing him. But— seeing as she was technically a tourist, he was willing to excuse the offense.

"Leader a’ the Ravagers." He gestured over his shoulder to the handful of men he’d brought with him— only a small bite of the fierce army that he housed aboard his ship. “I don’t deal so much in slavery as piracy n’ scavengin’, but whatever brings money.” On the rare occasion that he took prisoners from a distant world or a captured ship, if they weren’t any use to him they usually ended up on the slave market.

[galactic-cantina]

Save for a slight narrowing of her eyes, there was no reaction to his name. Nothing indicated that she knew of him, for only once had she heard the name and that was just now. Just the way he said it indicated importance, and Miraj could tell it held more weight than an ego would provide.

There was some importance to this Yondu no matter how much of scum he seemed to be.

"That is quite interesting." She mused. There was certainly great business potential, and each party would be able to provide for their particular need. Her empire needs more slaves, and these Ravagers need money. But before she could even propose such a partnership, she would like to get a better idea of their ability to do what she had in mind.

"Your Ravagers, is this the whole lot or are there more?" She asked, gesturing to them with a wave of her hand.

[galactic-cantina]

updates, drafting, and you

//The computer repair people called, and it looks as though I'll be getting my laptop back sometime this week!

Right now, I don't have much to do and I'll be stuck at school for an hour after school on top of the hour I have now with a period release. In this time, I'll be drafting and perhaps even replying to people with the help of this ultra laggy library computer! [and let us not forget the seven or so people I owe follow starters too]

I won't be replying to icon heavy threads, but they will be my first priority the moment my laptop is back!

All of my files should be intact, seeing as though the issue was a mechanical one and not an anything else sort of one. So with this in mind, all my icons will/should be there ready to go.

Thanks for staying with me, and I hope you all have a great day!

[galactic-cantina]

Mini Hiatus

//The mun's laptop died, so I won't be able to get on regularly until it's fixed.

It's more accurate to call this an extreme drop in activity, but I'll still lurk from time to time and keep track of posts. I'm not sure exactly when things will get back to normal, but hopefully it will be soon.

This message was brought to you via a school computer, yay!

[galaxyslasthopes-archive]

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He raised his brow, intrigued by his words, but after haven’t gained any information from his mind, Luke began to become pretty suspicious . Was he trying to hide something to him, or he had nothing to hide?

He couldn’t know that

for now..

”Have you been trained by someone in the ways of the force or not? ”

[galactic-cantina]

"No, never. I've gotten along just fine on my own, and I've never come across someone willing to teach me anything." He mused.

In fact, he never had taken interest in developing his skills further. Not by means of learning, at least. He rather strengthen his natural ability through feeding, rather than waste time learning things he may never use.

"Jedi, do you have a name? I forgot to ask."

[pxdme]

-

Padmé slowly nodded her head, confirming to him her identity before her expression contorted into one of confusion.      ”I have yet to be informed of any      protection being assigned to my      aid. Who has sent you to me?”

[galactic-cantina]

"Oh y'know, the Coruscant Security Force."

There was a moment where he didn't seem to sure of this himself. Yet even with this self doubt, he continued on with the charade.

"It's just temporary, until they get a Jedi on the role or something. Just a lot of paperwork-- but enough of that. You're in danger! Come on, I need to take you to the safe house before that killer guy gets here."

[xfloracolossus]

+4 saplings

[xfloracolossus]

-

Shaking his head no, “I am Groot.”  Pointing at Zayne, asking what he was, “I am Groooot?”

[galactic-cantina]

Zayne finally caught on. The only thing the plant could say were those three words. Yet even with that, it was trying to say so much more. By no means was it a Neti, but it wanted to know what he was.

"I'm a Human. You know what those are, right?"