Open Ajan Kloss The Impossible Dream

[Talak Rand]

There were situations he anticipated when he left the Sith to join the Jedi. This was not one of them. Heading to the council chambers to search for stray pilots who may or may not have been getting into some serious trouble.

I'm blaming you for all of this if we get caught. You have a less tarnished record, he said as he followed Max toward the chambers. The other woman had gone out to get more alcohol to lure them away and Talak couldn't shake the feeling that they were laying some sort of a trap. It had a similar feeling to it with the pilots being some odd wild rodents. Wow, that line of thinking had gotten out of hand, hadn't it?

As they approached, though, Talak got the distinct impression that he wished he had gone with the woman. He was beginning to guess - and dread - what they were going to find behind the Council doors.

Alternatively, we turn around and pretend none of this ever happened, he said, in a tone that said he was really hoping for that option despite knowing in his mind that that wouldn't happen. @Nefieslab @Topher

 

[Eisa Wex]

Waving as she headed off towards the Junker, the fiery haired spacer broke off from the group, a devilish grin lingering over her features as Maxim's reaction to the Jedi themed erotic literature still played around in her thoughts. Clearly the Jedi didn't spend much time browsing the various stores and vendors within the space ports dotted around the galaxy, but then again it wasn't as if they would actively look for things to keep themselves occupied during the long haul jumps - If any thing they would forego the boredom of staring out into the blue void and meditate for days on end.

As she ventured further along the woodland path towards the old Resistance relic, the faint sounds of cheering and hollering gradually grew louder. Well it seemed that for the best part the errant pilots had stayed put, but the question that lingered within the Spacer's mind was just for how long, the hooch would soon be running dry - this often meant that the party would soon be moving to the next wellspring of Alcohol, which on a planet habited by Jedi, would be a fruitless search.

Breaking through the shrubbery, and stepping towards the group of Pamarthens, the spacer watched as a lull washed over the party at the sight of the new comer. "Told this was where the party's at, hook us up with a swig of the good stuff. The temple is dryer than a Sarlak's butt crack" Eisa spoke with a wide grin crossing her lips as she approached the group, offering a playful glint in her eyes. "Can't luv, we're all out" one of the Pamarthens called out as he waved the emptied Bottle of Port in the Storm, before tossing it towards the fire.

Feigning disappointment, the spacer shrugged and sighed. "Thats a shame, running three sectors non stop, could do with letting my hair down......." Eisa spoke out, before pausing as a pout formed on her features. "Guess, might as well have a few shots of Hull Stripper and hit the bunk" She added, before stepping away from the party stopping as one of the other Pamarthens called out. "If you want to party we're down... How much Hull stripper you got?".

A grin crossed her features, the trap was baited and they clearly had been lured in. "Oh i dunno think it was two cases in the hold" Eisa resumed with an absent minded shrug. "More than welcome to come take the Party to my ship"

 

[Maxims Tionson]

Max just stared at Talak for a moment after his fellow Jedi just blatantly admitted to being ready, willing and able to throw him under the bus should this be questioned by the Jedi Council. He paused for a second before shrugging a little bit and nodding.

"Fair."

It was - they'd probably only remove a lot of his privileges if it was on him but with Talak they might see this as something like rebellion. How they could get rebellion from some drunken pilots running around he had no idea. The other idea was... very tempting actually. Max had to think about just abandoning the council chambers to their fate but...

"... I kind of need all the pilots and crew." he admitted with a sigh, "Gotta have them to pilot the shuttles... and the fighters... and the corvettes..."

And just like that he talked himself out of it.

Shite.

He entered his code into the door quickly because he wasn't sure he could keep his nerve up if he delayed. It took only a few seconds for him to take in the sight before him as the door opened because they were all in a group and, fortunately, they were not having an orgy on the chairs of the Jedi Council.

"Vrrrring! Burr vrrring!"

Instead they were dressed up in Jedi council robes, messing around with training sabers, as though they were children... drunken, drunken, children. He stared at the Pamarthens for a minute and they all stared back.

"... it's the boss - cheese it!"

And suddenly there were a group of drunken Pamarthens dressed up like Jedi with training sabers trying to escape. Max immediately reacted on instinct and grabbed one's legs with the Force, tripping them up while bodily tackling another to the floor.

"Grab them Talak! Aaaaah!" He glared down at the one he had tackled, "Did you just BITE me?!"

@Phoenix @Topher