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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 17:58:42 GMT -5
What happens here...Stays here  Attachments:
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:23:41 GMT -5
They walk around the corner and somethings....different "Look at that dear....I guess we have been away for awhile. I sure hope they haven't changed the place to much."
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:34:52 GMT -5
"Hmm..." she says noncommentally as she looks up at the new Starjammer Lounge sign. "I wonder why Prime sold out? Perhaps after they forced Lighty out as Don he couldn't handle it. One of my contacts said he'd become mentally unstable but I figured it was Prime and he was always a little unstable to begin with." she shrugs. "Do you want to go in anyways?"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:38:50 GMT -5
Not sensing anything he shrugs "Well we are here...let's go check it out." as he walks in he is pleasantly surprised. "Look dear they still have our booth. Let's check out the menu."
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:44:38 GMT -5
She nods. "Yah, looks about the same. seems like someone might have finally washed the carpet anyways." She smiles. "I wonder if the bugs I planted are still here or the sweepers finally got them. Think I should try activating them?" She gives her husband a naughty grin. "It might be... educational..." Her grin widens and she chuckles a bit evilly.
She follows her husband to the back of the bar and picks up the menu he offers. "Interesting choices, the Bispen stew over gnocchi looks intriguing." she paruses the menu a bit more. "What are you having?"
She mentally dismisses the dancers and hopes a certain one has moved on professionally as she still owes the girl a pop in the the chops for calling her a skinny nerf.
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:50:21 GMT -5
He smiles at her "couldn't hurt to see if they still work...." looking over at a particularly well endowed Twi on the poll he shakes his head "I'm getting what I always get, Fried Gornt strips, Fries, and a pitcher of margaritas."
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 18:54:23 GMT -5
"You're going to turned into a fried gornt one of these days old Mule." She shakes her head at his less than healthy meal choice and reminds herself at least at home she has some control over what he puts in his mouth.
She digs around in her purse for a moment until she finds her datapad. Going through the files she finds her passive security programs and scrolls through them until she gets to the ones for the now former CSP. "Found em. Wanna hear what's been going on around here?"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:03:51 GMT -5
Grooving to the music he nods "You bet I want to see why the place was sold."
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:13:49 GMT -5
She smiles in amusement. "All right, here we go." she clicks on the file and opens up the recovery program. "Hmm.. seems to have been some interference here and there. They probably were using positional disruptors but there is some audio." She scans the files and opens one.
"No.. no, he's not interested in being bought out." They hear Jodo say.
"But it's my club too, I have the credits to cover it, or will in a few months" Sappy says in an unusually pleading voice. He must have really loved this place Gert thinks.
"I'm telling yah Sap he just won't. He's sold controlling interest to some fly by night corporation. Stargate something or other."
Sappy's muttered curses can be heard broken by static from the disrupter. "So what are the dancers and wait staff supposed to do? Just leave? Why won' he keep it in the family?"
"He thinks everyone is out to get him. Has for years but after forcing Lighty out he just got worse, thinks everyone is trying to take over his business or cut him out. So he's cutting everyone else out first."
"He's lost his marbles." Sappy grumps. Never had em Gert thinks.
"Yah well.."
And there the transmission cuts out followed by several minuets of static.
"Doesn't look like there's much more Pap. Want me to hunt up what else is on the tape?"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:20:37 GMT -5
He shakes his head at the memories...."Nah I'm sure there isn't anything of value anyways....they had a safe room here where they kept their secrets....besides dinner is here." and he grabs a piece of gornt and dips it in the mango habenero sauce and noms away.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:26:54 GMT -5
She sighs. She'd liked Sappy an awfully lot and hoped he'd found something to do with his life after being forced out as the manager here. She knew it would have been too hard for him to stay and not have any control over the decisions made. Especially the choice of dancing girls which as far as she could tell, had gone down a little in skill and were painfully thin. Sappy's girls always looked healthy.
She smiled at the waiter as she brought their food. "Thank you miss." The girl smiled vaguely at them, something else that never would have happened had the place still been managed by Sappy.
"This looks good. I wonder if I can weasel the recipe out of the chef?" She takes a couple bites. "Very nice. Needs a bit of garlic."
She eats for a few moments silently. "So... where do we go from here?"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:38:49 GMT -5
Just as she speaks he senses someone coming in. He's wearing standard smugglers clothes but his walk and the way he's "Not" looking around gives him away. You can take the soldier out of the military but you can't take the military out of the soldier. If he orders a bespin high ball then he will know it's him.....but if it is he's a ghost because he watched him die so many years ago. As the man reaches the bar he looks at Gert and leans in to her...in a voice only barely louder than the surroundings "We may find out soon" and watches the man closely.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 19:42:53 GMT -5
She looks at him, casually leans back and looks disinterested around the bar, watches a couple dancers, slowly looks over the bar then checks out the dining area. "Friend of yours?" She asks mildly in a soft voice"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 20:01:04 GMT -5
"You can say that....more like an old team mate." Then the man in question turns his head towards him and gives him a smirk. He then raises his glass in a toast towards them and slams the drink down. Standing he walks over to them and nods to Gert then looks at Pap.. "Well look at you....a Jedi and I thought they were all but dead. You still have your skills LT you are a hard man to track down."
He can't believe his eyes but he's glad to see his old friend. "Have a seat Boomer it's been far to long old friend."
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jul 21, 2010 20:07:19 GMT -5
She looks the older man over. His hair is shot with gray like Pappy's is and his leathery face is weather worn with battle scars. there is something familiar about him, as though she's met him before.
"Do I know you? You seem familiar somehow. Were you in the rebellion?" she smiles encouragingly at him.
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)checking the site..realizing no one's here and leaves