Games. (Check oppening post)

[Trakon]

He jumped up on top of Govon.

"Lead me to Gorrbag, or you will find a blade in your mouth." Conchobhar looked around and the guards backed away. They dropped weapons and left.

"Get up." He stood and dragged Govon up, his hand on the man's shoulder, squezzing hard enough to break bones. But just enough not to.

 

[FaMiLy]

"Mm, you think your good." Govon muttered under his breath. He lead the big fellow up the stairs to the private area. The guards moved out of the way before they could say anything. They either took a chance at killing Govon or they stayed out of the way.

Eventually the two men came to the top of the gaming hall. You could see everything that was happening from this point. There sat Gorrbag.

 

[Phil]

Gorrbag had apparently won his money back, and even more then he previously had. He did not notice Govon yet as he grabbed a piece of fruit from his side and tossed it into his mouth before he let out a loud belch, enough to cause some patrons to no longer want to be at the table and left. Gorrbag laughed to himself, turning to his side and noticing Govon there.

"Ah, there you are, my boy. So what's the word? That scuffle done with? And who is this fella with you?"

 

[FaMiLy]

"Unfortunately this "fellow" had wanted to talk to you." Govon was pissed and he was sure that Gorrbag could tell. He wanted to warn Gorrbag before anything could happen. But there was really no way.

 

[D.C.]

Blake watched the two man duel and then walk to Gorrbag. He could not care less about what the hell happened and he decided to make a leave.

He turned, with his money retrieved and left the cantina.

"Good night, boneheads!" he shouted and he stepped into the cold night, leaving the cantina behind. Going about his own business.

Perhaps going to another cantina or maybe looking for a job. Or just getting some sleep.

OOC: I'm out!

 

[Trakon]

"Gorrbag. You are a being intent on doing harm for your betterment. You do not deserve to live." The table Gorrbag was *near* suddenly cracked in half, spilling chips onto the floor. Another table near bye did the same. "Gorrbag, are you afraid?" He kept his hand around Govon, making sure he couldn't do anything.

 

[Phil]

As soon as the tables cracked and the chips split to the floor, all the guards around Gorrbag aimed their rifles they had straight onto this stranger who was apparently threatening their boss.

"Afraid? Try pissed off that there is someone is ruining my night! Explain yourself before I decide to have my men shoot you to pixels. Now."

Gorrbag yelled, several security officers running into the situation once word of vandalism reached them. They knew immediatly who was the threat when they saw Gorrbag's men aiming their guns at them. Govon was Gorrbag's best man, and he was not going to shoot this stranger with him just yet, not until he made sure to give Govon to catch him off guard. Gorrbag would not wait long however...

OOC: Just remember everyone, we are on a Space Station out of Republic Space, not on a planet.

 

[Trakon]

((OOC: I won't forget. But my guy is super great at disappearing.))

"Oh my, I'm so sorry." The man put a stick in his mouth, and pulled out a lighter. But he didn't light the stick up. He threw it down. Onto a broken bottle once filled with Correlian brandy. A fire started up, and Conchobhar threw down a baseball sized object, which exploded the room into haze. He left the room acting as a disappointed customer. Too bad he didn't get to kill Gorrbag.

((Yeah, decided it'd be better to leave than keep going on. He might have died.))

 

[FaMiLy]

Govon saw the man before he left, he continued to follow him. He had a good offer for him. He turned around and faced him in an alley. "You!" He shouted.

(Figured this would be the time, if you don't want it to be. Then i'll edit. My offer about the crew? On the contrary check the Faction Page out in the Independent Faction section anyhow.)