The Lustful Lekku Bar
Open to any and all
1942
Nice place, all things considered, quiet despite the naming convention. You'd think it'd be noisy as all hell, filled with drunk kids looking to get their freak on with some poor Twi'leks working the crowd so they didn't go destitute. Instead, the atmosphere was one of...well, she hesitated to say class, maybe calm was a better word. Either way, Lissa's ears weren't bleeding so she was happy to just sit at the bar, staring into the alien whiskey's alluring viscosity - apparently it was meant to be like that. She was barely listening when it was recommended, she'd barely been listening to anything for most of the day, she was trapped inside her own head, per the norm.
Chase your own damned dreams...the last words her Dad had left her with, the last sentient words anyway, she didn't count mindless growls and snarling. She had spent so long just looking after him, working to support him, spending time with him so he didn't get lonely, now it was all over. She was free, whatever the hell that meant...so what to do with that freedom now...what dreams to chase...what were her dreams...hmm.
Chase your own damned dreams...the last words her Dad had left her with, the last sentient words anyway, she didn't count mindless growls and snarling. She had spent so long just looking after him, working to support him, spending time with him so he didn't get lonely, now it was all over. She was free, whatever the hell that meant...so what to do with that freedom now...what dreams to chase...what were her dreams...hmm.