The victory party

[Tom]

PLANET: FELUCIA
PLACE: LOCAL BAR

Veran drank from the glass of correllian ale, grinning. This was exactly what he needed. To relax.

And what better place to go than here? A sith aligned world that had plenty of places to relax. And after all he had done yesterday, it's what he needed.

"A round for everyone!" He shouted. The young sith could barely take any alcohol, so this was impairing his judgement and personality severely. What would he do if someone tried to attack him? What would he do if some woman brought him home, and he woke up to find his credits and Lightsaber gone?

Nonsense. He was sith, well, not completely sith, but he had bested a Jedi without even trying. If he could do that, he could kill a thief and a brute.

As he took another swig, he felt someone coming. Someone strong in the force. He frowned. Who else would come here? Well, it didn't matter, he would be fine.

He once again told himself, "I am sith."

 

[Nerovec]

Nero entered the bar silently and looked around. He felt there was someone strong in the force nearby.

His attention was drawn by the man calling for a round for everyone. He walked towards him and looked at him with mild interest. He felt this was the man who's presence he had felt.

"Hello there...How are you doing ?"

 

[Tom]

Nero entered the bar silently and looked around. He felt there was someone strong in the force nearby.

His attention was drawn by the man calling for a round for everyone. He walked towards him and looked at him with mild interest. He felt this was the man who's presence he had felt.

"Hello there...How are you doing ?"

Veran cocked his head, turning to look at the obviously a sith next to him. Black clothes, a visible lightsaber. Clearly sith.

"Just great soldiers, you?" He asked. He wasn't about to completely warm up to the guy."

 

[Nerovec]

"I am fine.."

Nero observed the man for several moments before speaking up again. "May I have your name ?"

 

[Tom]

"I am fine.."

Nero observed the man for several moments before speaking up again. "May I have your name ?"

Veran laughed, grinning.

Damn, this kriffing alcohol was getting to him.

"I am called veran. What of you, soldier?"

 

[Nerovec]

"I am not a mere soldier..I am Sith. But you may call me Nerovec."

Nero sat down on the opposite end of him. "And if my feeling is right you are not a mere soldier yourself...If I should believe my sense of the force I would think you are sith as well."

 

[Tom]

"I am not a mere soldier..I am Sith. But you may call me Nerovec."

Nero sat down on the opposite end of him. "And if my feeling is right you are not a mere soldier yourself...If I should believe my sense of the force I would think you are sith as well."

Veran began laughing, the occasional drunk HIC coming from his voice.

"What, the black robes, horrible, sick look, and distinct Lightsaber," veran said, pulling out his purple cross gaurd, keeping his back up that he had taken from a Jedi hidden,

"Didn't tell you? Of course you're a sith. But you're… different." Veran asked, than yet another grin manifested.

"But enough of this Nero. Enjoy yourself, find a prostitute or something. Seriously, lighten up."

 

[Nerovec]

Nero looked at him and grunted. "Are you drunk ?"

 

[Tom]

Nero looked at him and grunted. "Are you drunk ?"

Veran laughed again.

"You, sir, are not at all very perceptive. The slurs, hics, and manners haven't told you?"

 

[Nerovec]

Veran laughed again.

"You, sir, are not at all very perceptive. The slurs, hics, and manners haven't told you?"

Nero grabbed him by the neck which shouldn't be that hard to do seeing as the man was drunk.

"It is best you do not insult me..or you may find yourself chocking in your own blood..."

Nero held his neck for a couple of seconds before letting go. "Now where can I find prostitutes ?"

 

[Tom]

Nero grabbed him by the neck which shouldn't be that hard to do seeing as the man was drunk.

"It is best you do not insult me..or you may find yourself chocking in your own blood..."

Nero held his neck for a couple of seconds before letting go. "Now where can I find prostitutes ?"

Veran was caught off gaurd when Nero began choking him.

"It is best you do not insult me..or you may find yourself chocking in your own blood..."

Veran found himself gasping for air, but his anger kept him from passing out than and there. He was not at all strong.

So, he was more than relieved when the hulking brute that called himself Nero let go of him.

Veran, even though drunk, could tell that they were different. While Veran welcomed criticism, this man clearly did not enjoy it.

"Now where can I find the prostitutes?"

Veran stayed silent for a moment, and kept himself from laughing or telling him that they're most likely the women in MORE than revealing clothing walking around the bar/nightclub, but he flashed a grin, and told him, "they walk around the place. Try not to choke any, okay?"

 

[Nerovec]

For the first time the Sith grinned. "I'll try not too. Unless they insult me....Care to join me ?"

 

[Tom]

For the first time the Sith grinned. "I'll try not too. Unless they insult me....Care to join me ?"

"Thanks, but I prefer sleeping with people who I don't have to pay." I say and I let out a hic as I laugh.

 

[Nerovec]

Nero chuckled and walked away hoping to find an attractive prostitute..

An hour later Nero would come back into the bar with a smirk on his face. He looked around to see if Veran was still around.

 

[Tom]

Nero chuckled and walked away hoping to find an attractive prostitute..

An hour later Nero would come back into the bar with a smirk on his face. He looked around to see if Veran was still around.

Veran had fallen in the alley way near the bar.

It had all happened so quick. He'd become drunk, and decided after that to leave. He wasn't feeling good. So, he walked out, and because of his intoxication, he passed put.

An hour later, he woke. Someone was… kicking him.

"Well, looky here. Looks like we have a sith." Said a voice.

The man pulled him up. He clearly didn't look like much in his eyes. But the black robes and saber were all the proof he needed.

"You know, I hear that these sabers cost a lot," said the man. Besides him was a woman pointing a blaster at veran's head. "So I need to assume you have a lot of credits." He says, twirling my saber in his hand. My blood is boiling, and he turns it on.

"So, if you could hand over all your credits, that would be great. And don't try anything, you can't kill us both, if you attack one, the other'll put you down."

 

[Nerovec]

Suddenly both thugs would hear the activation of a light saber.

"You picked a bad person to rob you degenerates."

Nero suddenly force leapt towards the man trying to stab him in the chest before he could even use the light saber against him.

 

[Tom]

Suddenly both thugs would hear the activation of a light saber.

"You picked a bad person to rob you degenerates."

Nero suddenly force leapt towards the man trying to stab him in the chest before he could even use the light saber against him.

Veran grinned. He knew this guy would come. And so, Veran decided not to pull out his back up saber. No one would know. So he quickly punched the man in the genitals, and, tried to shoot force lighting at the girl.

But unfortunately, it didn't work. He was far to intoxicated to focus his rage into a clean attack.

And so the blaster shot hit him in the arm.

"GAH!!!!! You son of a-" and the second hit him in the stomach. The breath was knocked out of him.

"You, bi-" but he wasn't able to finish his sentence, as, not on purpose, Arks of red energy leapt from his body, and as they hit her, and she collapsed onto the ground, he felt… healed. He look at his stomach, than his arm. Only marks from the shot were left. No tissue damage that would leave permanent damage. Scars, but not damage.

She was gasping on the ground, a weakened look in her eyes. She was crawling away. Now, the man was already dead; Nero had taken care of him. As if a common thug could properly wield a Lightsaber.

So, he used the force to pick it up, activating it, and he approached her. She whimpered, crawling away as fast as possible.

"Silly girl." He said, and pulled her up by the hair.

"Did you actually think that you could take on a sith?"

"What should I do Nero? I want your honest opinion. I've probably already taken a few years of her life from how I just drained her, which fixed all harm done. What do you think I should do?"

 

[Nerovec]

Nero looked at the woman for a moment. She looked back at him with pleading eyes.

"It will only be a matter off time before she tries to rob someone else...Kill her."

When he said that the woman started panicking and begging at Veran.

 

[Tom]

Nero looked at the woman for a moment. She looked back at him with pleading eyes.

"It will only be a matter off time before she tries to rob someone else...Kill her."

When he said that the woman started panicking and begging at Veran.

Veran looked down at the woman, and he grinned.

"Well, for one thing… i don't care if more people are robbed. I mean, who are they? Well, whatever." He said, and he raised his saber.

"I personally hope You and your friend both meet in hell, so you can burn together for eternity."

And with that, he brought his saber down upon her neck, and she fell.

"Well, I'm going to go rent a room at a hotel. I mean, i do have my parents apartment back on correllia, but I doubt it will be seen as normal for the son of two dead parents to just come back home without notice. Whatever."

 

[Nerovec]

Nero looked at Veran impressed with the sheer coldness he displayed when he killed the woman. "Do you mind if I come with you to the hotel ? I should rent a room myself."