At the question, Therex stopped shuffling the cards. Smiling slightly, he ran his finger over the blood stained ace of spades, remembering the last person he had taught his variation of the game. However his smile vanished with Jack's comment about strip sabaac. Shaking the images out of his head, he looked up and nodded. They gathered around the table and he spread the cards across the table, fanning them out.

"Be careful, the edges are rather sharp," he warned before picking up a card for himself. "You each draw two cards from the fan."

The group looked around at each other, and eventually Dusk grabbed his two cards, and was followed by the rest of the group. When they had all grabbed their cards, Therex grabbed up the last of the cards, flipped them over and fanned them back out.

"The game depends on the order of numbers on your card, coinciding with the symbols."

Pulling two cards from the fan he showed them, pointing at the number and the small symbols that filled the rest of the card.

"Here we have a double pair. The number and the symbol match perfectly," he said, returning the cards to the fan. "The goal is to get the longest series of matching numbers and symbols in sequence."

As the game dragged on, Therex explained more and more of the rules, stumbling slightly with the newness of his players. at the end, only him and Dusk remained. Laying down his cards, Therex said something in his native tongue. Realizing that no one probably understood he said, "it means I win."

As everyone sat back, Jack reached over and grabbed the ace of spades and held it up.

"What is up with this," she asked pointing at the bloodstain.

Grabbing the card from her he leaned back in his chair, and began smiling again. Holding it up so everyone could see it, he placed his finger on the bloodstain.

"You asked if the game could get more interesting." he said, almost manically. He was more relaxed than he had been all night. "This is what remains of the last guy who asked."

Taking a sip of his drink, he peered over the glass at the group. There faces were horrified.

"I am joking," he lied, putting the glass down. "Anyone up for another game."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to relax.

Heliwer’s warm breath on her neck gave her goosebumps.  She felt her hair on her neck standing on end with the desire to lean against his lips.  She had to swallow and focus elsewhere to distract herself.

With their plates and glasses empty, they felt it was time they left.  Xy reached into her pocket, digging around for her wallet along with the others after the waitress casually dropped the tab on the table.  Heliwer gently placed his hand on her wrist of the hand that was rummaging around in her pocket.  She looked at him, wrinkling her forehead confused.  He was already looking at her, and he shook his head no.

“Don’t worry about it Rose.  I got this.”  He flipped open his wallet and counted out some credits.

Xy removed her hand from her pocket and nodded smiling to Heliwer.  A light blush reddened her cheeks.  “Thank you.”

Normally she wouldn’t let a man pay for her, except for Reg; but for some reason she felt comfortable letting Heliwer pay for her.  Strange…  They paid the bill and left the diner in a group.  Enriko tipped his hat to them as he walked a different path.  Xy slid her arm into Heliwer’s so they were walking arm in arm.  “Lead the way Scruffy.”

Jack took her other arm as they embarked towards the apartments.  Xy and Jack whispered in each others’ ears giggling from time to time.  They were sharing the few things they had remembered of that one night.  Xy was blushing redder than ever before, her dimples accentuating her cheeks.  Heliwer glanced over at them both with one raised eyebrow, curious as to what crazy ideas were filling their womanly minds.  Therex followed some distance behind, unsure if he should proceed in spending time with the others, but highly curious. 

They made it to Heliwer’s apartment.  He dug around in his pocket, slightly distracted by Xy.  “Ah, there it is.  Uhm, would you ladies mind waiting out here for just a moment?”  Xy and Jack looked at Heliwer and then each other shrugging.  Heliwer let himself in with his key and dragged Therex in with him.  “Hey give me a hand man.  You know what it’s like right having girls over?”  Heliwer began throwing various bottles that were on the floor into his kitchen trashcan. 

Therex watched Heliwer stiff and unsure, “What do you want me to do?” 

Heliwer moved his hand around from one side to the other, “I don’t care, just throw trash in here and shove everything else in a closet or something!”

Therex still stood unmoving, “And why should I?”

Heliwer opened a closet door pushing random dirty clothes and dishes inside. “Trust me man.  If you do, you’ll get your reward.  I promise.” 

Therex lifted an eyebrow in wonder and then proceeded to grab random misplaced items and throw them in the trash or closet. 

Xy and Jack heard a commotion inside the apartment.  They could hear the clatter of glass being thrown into some sort of receptacle and both men moving about rather quickly.  They both chuckled.  “Pig sty?”  Xy suggested to Jack.

“Of course.  Would you expect any less from Heliwer?”  Jack responded sliding an arm around Xy’s waist and pressing her body against hers.

Xy giggled but became rather serious for a moment before saying, “Heliwer is full of unexpected behavior lately.” 

Jack turned to face Xy, “What’s that supposed to mean sweet cheeks?”  She pressed against Xy, bosom to bosom and ran a finger down her cheek.

“Uh, I don’t know yet.  It’s just been surprising.”  Xy said softly as she was distracted by Jack’s curvaceous body pressed against her.  She licked her lips as she began to salivate.  Just as Jack was moving in to kiss Xy, Heliwer popped his head out the door.

“Ok, ladies! C’mon in! Sorry for the-“  He looked at Jack and Xy closely pressed against each other.

Xy took a step back and went into the apartment, brushing against Heliwer closely on purpose, almost completely pressing her body against his in the narrow doorway.  “That’s fine.  I know what it’s like to have unexpected company.” She smiled, looking into his lovely light blue eyes as she slipped by him and into the apartment.

Jack followed Xy without brushing against Heliwer and he shut the door.  Therex was sitting on the couch appearing as uncomfortable as ever.  Xy took a seat across from Therex on the same horse-shoe beige shaped couch.  Jack promptly sat next to Xy, kicking her feet up on the coffee table.  Heliwer looked at them and smiled.

“So, what do you have to drink Heli? Or did you drink it all?”  Xy winked playfully at Heliwer as she spoke.  He really was a lot of fun and she enjoyed their flirtatious exchanges.  It took her mind off more serious and depressing matters. 

Jack chimed in throwing her ringed finger about in exuberance, “Yes, what do you have to drink?!”

Heliwer chuckled and walked to a cabinet in his kitchen.  He pulled out two bottles.  “No.  I didn’t drink it all.  I saved some for beautiful women gracing my home with their presence.”  He winked as he set the bottles down on the coffee table and grabbed four glasses.  He then pulled out a deck of sabacc cards from a cubby under the coffee table and began to shuffle them.  “And so ladies and gentlemen, let the strip sabacc commence!” Heliwer grinned hoping it wasn’t all a charade.  After all, he would die just to see Xy partly naked…

Xy grabbed the bottle of whiskey he had set down and unscrewed the lid.  “Deal em’ Heli.”  She set the lid on the table and filled a glass for her and Jack.  She nodded towards Therex, “Care for some?” 

The Chiss gauged her carefully unsure.  He finally nodded.  Xy filled a third glass and set it before the Chiss.  He lifted it with a blue hand and sniffed the dark amber fluid.  Wrinkling his nose, he set it down gently without taking a sip.  While Heliwer dealt the cards, Xy dipped her pale ivory slender wrist into her glass.  She lifted her wrist to he nose, inhaling the aroma of the strong beverage with her eyes closed.  Her elongated tongue licked the droplets from her wrist and she trembled in ecstasy.  Heliwer dropped some cards onto the carpet slightly distracted. He coughed and picked them up.

Jack intrigued by Xy’s way of tasting the alcohol, dipped her own wrist in the fluid and held it out for her.  Xy looked at Jack and then her wrist.  Unable to control herself, Xy took Jack’s wrist in one hand and licked the whiskey from her tan wrist with her eyes closed.  Again Xy shuddered in pure ecstasy.  Jack seemed to tremble at the same time as Xy.  Heliwer stared at the girls, unsure of how to react.

Xy looked up, feeling Heliwer’s cold eyes on her.  She felt her heart picking up speed as she saw him looking at her.  She liked that feeling.  “What you waiting for?  Deal!”  She grinned wickedly.

He composed himself and finished dealing the cards.  Therex examined the cards and the players most carefully.  The game began.  They continued to drink throughout the hand and Xy let out a hoot of glee, “Aha! 23!!!! In your face!!!”  She threw down her perfect hand and everyone grumbled except Heliwer.  Jack removed a boot while Heliwer unbuttoned his shirt slowly while he stared at Xy.  She felt as though he was trying to convey a private message to her.  He threw the unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders easily.  He tried to hide a smile as he began to reshuffle.  While Xy let her eyes wander over Heliwer’s naked and muscular arms and chest, Therex was reluctant to remove any clothing.  He started to protest.

“Uh uh! Thems the rules! Take something off or get out!” Jack scolded the Chiss.

Xy was too occupied examining Heliwer to care about the Chiss.  Hmmmmm. What should he take off next?

Therex obviously looked very uncomfortable, though he was the more dressed of everyone. After the first hand, Heliwer had noticed Xylonia checking him out, looking over his muscular chest and arms. By the time the Chiss had removed his shirt, the big trooper had all but his shorts and boxers off; he had won a few rounds, but the alien and two girls won the bront of the rounds.

There was something else too. The female RAIDER had slowly moved herself around until she practically was almost sitting on his lap. She was down to her bra and shorts and that made it hard for Heliwer to concentrate. "Hey, guys." He spoke up. "Let's just go to our under things. Don't want to get any of us in trouble for anything."

Jack chuckled. "Afraid to see us girls nude?"

"No, but I'd rather avoid the chance of any hanky panky going on."

In the next round, Heliwer won the hand and started to turn red as Xylonia slipped off her pants. To keep his mind off of her sexy body, he gently touched where his big scar was, across his right eye. He remembered his dad engaging him in fist fights and knocking him down, constantly telling him to suck up the pain, that it would make him stronger. That belief kep him going throughout his life and even to today.

Jack seemed to be taking an interest in Therex, spending her time either looking at Xylonia or at the Chiss. Mostly at the female RAIDER, but nevertheless looking at the alien more than anyone. Probably it was because she, though in a semi-drunken state, noticed his scars.

Heliwer took out a cigarette and lit it, a small line of smoke coming out of the nicotine stick.

Therex opened his eyes slowly. The first thing he realized was that it was cold. Looking down, he saw that he was still not wearing a shirt. The next thing he saw was that he could see the sun full in the sky. Rolling over, his back scraped against the surface he was laying on. He stopped halfway in the turn, finally snapping awake. If he had kept going, he would have fallen quite a ways. Blinking quickly, he rolled back over and stood up.

How the heck did I get on Heliwer's roof? Therex thought, panicking. He had never been comfortable with high places.

Looking back over the edge, Therex saw an open window below him. Gauging his options, Therex finally decided it was the best choice he had. Backing up, Therex gave himself some running space on the small roof. He took a deep breath and ran for the edge. At the last second he threw himself off the roof and twisted in midair. Reaching out, his hand caught the edge of the roof and he swung back towards the window.

Too late, he realized that he had miscalculated. Releasing his grip, Therex dropped down, trying to slide through the window. However, his angle was too steep, so his feet cleared the window, but his head smacked the top off the windowsill. The impact caused his body to flip around and he landed on the bottom of the sill. Groaning in pain, he slid himself the rest of the way in.

Looking around, he noticed that no one had woken up, even though it had sounded like a herd of bantha were breaking down the door.

That may just be my head. Therex thought as he slid his body under a table and he passed out from exhaustion.

Her face was nuzzled against warm muscle.  Slowly she opened her eyes.  Her eyes were a bright color of jade that they had never been before.  Heliwer’s stormy eyes stared at her as he smiled.  Sitting up in bed, she stretched looking thoroughly refreshed.

    “Yes, I did sleep well.  Thank you.”  She blushed slightly as he gawked at her.

    “Are you frakking serious? You don’t have a headache at all?” Heliwer was surprised seeing how much the rambunctious woman drank the prior evening. 

    Laughing she responded from the living room as she gathered her clothes, putting them on.  “I drink whiskey so much I have built up a tolerance.  Oh, excuse me Therex, I need my pants.”  Gently she rolled the blue man over and pulled her pants out from underneath him.  The Chiss looked about slightly confused and having just been woken up.  His red eyes watched Xy as she pulled the jeans on one leg at a time. 

    “Watch the table Therex,” she said kindly to him a little too late.

    He started to get up and hit his head on the table with quite a loud thud.  He grabbed his head groaning in pain.  “What the frell?  Is it always like this?”

    “No, just drink more and the hangover part goes away.”  Xy pulled her t-shirt over her head.  “Where’s Jack?”  Her eyes met Therex’s and he shook his head. 

    Heliwer came stumbling out of the bedroom, still only in his boxers. He leaned on the doorframe for support.  “I don’t know. Haven’t seen her this morning.”

    Xy smiled a half lopsided smile mischievously at Heliwer, but she wasn’t looking at his face.  “Hmmmm. It is a good morning I see.”

He scrutinized her with a blank look on his face.  She opened the door, “I’m going to look for Jack.  Worried about her.”  With that she left the boys in the wake of her chaos.
Therex started to chuckle at Heliwer through his groans as he crawled out from under the table and stood up, gathering his own clothes. 

“What in damnation is that crazy woman talking about?” Heliwer inquired to no one in particular.

Therex pointed at Heliwer’s crotch before leaving through the door himself, fighting to let loose a burst of laughter.  Heliwer looked down and covered himself with an exasperated “Sheesh!”  He decided it was time to buy boxers that did not have buttonless flies. 



If I were a sexy pirate with a hell of a hangover, where would I be?   Xy walked at a brisk but comfortable pace looking for the gorgeous Jack.  People were milling about their morning business.  She didn’t really know where to look, but she was going to try damn it.  A sign out of the corner of her eye grabbed her attention.  “The Hairy Wookie” sign was brown and yellow with a picture of a Wookie with a bottle of hard liquor in one hand and a cup of Joe in the other.  Xy couldn’t help but laugh and shook her head.  Well, I guess this is a good place to start.  If she’s in the first place I look, I’m asking her out to dinner.

Xy pulled the door open and stepped inside.  Sure enough, Jack was sitting on a bar stool with a cup of coffee in one hand and an ice pack in the other, holding it to her head.  Plopping down next to her, she leaned over to her beautiful friend and kissed her on the cheek slowly.

“Good morning beautiful.  How ya feelin’?”  Xy took her cup of coffee and took a sip. 
Jack let her try her coffee without any argument and only smiled bleakly at the crazy marooned hair woman.  “Like a bantha sat on me.” 

Xy gently rubbed Jack’s back with one hand and flagged the bartender with the other.  “I’m sorry Jack.  I hope you won’t feel cruddy all day. It is the weekend after all and there is still much fun to be had!”

The bartender, a young Zabrak with an hourglass figure and curves in all the right places, leaned on the bar in front of Xy and Jack, her cleavage spilling forth from her low cut leather bodice.  “What can I get you sweetling?”

Xy, leaned in over the bar as well to get closer to the cute bartender, she inhaled smelling the girl’s perfume.  “I’ll have whatever she’s having.  Tastes good.”  Xy pointed to Jack’s coffee.

The Zabrak winked at Xy as she grabbed a coffee cup, “Ah yes, a buttery nipple cappuccino.  My favorite.  Coming right up.” She started to make the drink, eyeballing Xy and Jack every now and then. 

Xy turned her attention back to Jack, “You come here often?  Quaint little place.”

Jack chuckled, her eyes following Xy’s to the eye candy.  “Nope.  Just so happens I stumbled into the right place at the right time.”  Jack licked her lips and leaned in to whisper in Xy’s ear, “They’re real too.  I kinda accidentally grabbed them by accident.”

Xy chuckled, “Uh huh, sure it was an accident.”  Jack shrugged giving nothing away and sipped from the steaming mug.

Soon, a similar steaming mug was set in front of Xy and the Zabrak winked again.  “Enjoy honey, no one butters em’ up quite like I do.”  She sauntered away swaying her hips a little more than what comes naturally.

Jack and Xy drank their cappuccinos in peace and eventually Jack’s headache lightened up.  A bit of the poison that bit you in the morning tends to help. 

“Oh, you won’t believe it, but you gotta hear this!” Xy excitedly exclaimed.

Jack raised an eyebrow in question but smiled slightly and obviously interested. “Oh, yes?  Do tell my sexy mistress.”

Xy proceeded to share the incident of that morning in Heli’s apartment with Jack and how she left before he figured it out.  Both women erupted in laughter before ordering a second buttery nipple cappuccino.

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If he wasn’t embarrassed waking up in bed with Xylonia, he sure was embarrassed when he found out what she was looking at. He really needed to get some new underwear. Quickly he threw some clothes on and went back into the living room. Therex obviously was a stranger to alcohol, as he was basically drunk still. Of course, the bottle he just grabbed and downed didn’t help at all. It was surprising that the Chiss was more drunk now than the big trooper was the previous night. Maybe his kind had some weakness to alcohol. The two went to go out and search for the girls.

"You know what?" The alien slurred, stumbling into the sergeant. "That Xshhhhhhy person is kinda hot, huh? I saw the two of you guys last night."

This just made the trooper sigh and shake his head.

"Ah, no worries, I will keep it quiet." He pushed a finger against his lips, " Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Man. He’s kinda fun when drunk.

Slowly the two made their way out of the apartment complex and on to the streets. They made quite an unusual sight: A drunken Chiss almost clinging on to a scruffy looking human trooper wearing old, wrinkled clothing with various stains, most from alcohol and sweat. Heliwer swore as a few people stared at them. The black vest and brown pants were several years old, and the age defiantly showed, not only with the age, but also with the size of them; they hugged his body tight, his muscles outlined. Heck, it was almost like he wasn’t wearing anything at all.

Eventually, the two made it to “The Hairy Wookie”.  The trooper was glad to see the girls, and plopped Therex on a bar stool next to Jack before sitting next to Xylonia. “Hey. What’s that?” Heliwer asked.

“Buttery nipple cappuccino.” The female RAIDER replied. The name of the drink made his eyebrow raise. “It’s a drink you idiot.”

“I know. But it’s an… odd name. I guess I’ll have one. And same for the blue guy.”

The Zabrak smiled at him and got the two drinks. She flashed him a flirty smile and made an effort to expose as much cleavage as she could without getting out of the bodice she was wearing. “Those are on the house.”

He was stuck between feeling like shit due to the hangover that still pounded in his head, feeling great because he managed to get with his friends, and feeling like a regular guy and falling for the Zabrak. Inside his head, a small battle raged between two conflicting thoughts.

Whoo wee! That bartender sure is fine! I’d love to do things to her!

Now just calm down there. Xylonia is here. I thought we liked her a lot.

We do! But this chick is practically asking for a nice-

No. No. Just, no. Maybe flirt with her later, get her number and name when the others leave, chat with her a bit. But don’t be unfaithful to Xy.

Unfaithful? We’re not even married or dating!”

Look, either you do something that makes Xy not jealous and the Zabrak feeling ok, or I kill you.

Kill me? How you gonna do that?

Don’t ask. I’ll find a way.

Meanwhile in the regular world, the bartender fluttered her eyelashes at Heliwer. He shook his head and smiled at her. “Thanks. Theirs too, I presume?”

She nodded and walked off, her body swaying from side to side. The big trooper just chuckled and took a sip from his coffee. “Kinda glad she’s gone, kinda upset. But, I feel alright. Aside from this shitty hangover.”

His arm gently wrapped around Xylonia’s shoulder and squeezed her gently.

He felt half happy, half jealous, and half upset with himself. On the one hand, seeing Xylonia and Jack kiss was quite hot. On the other hand, he wished it was him there kissing the beautiful RAIDER. And on the final hand, he probably shouldn’t have been casual about flirting with newly dubbed Foxy. Well, I sure hope she’ll end up ok.

Gently Heliwer slid his hand so that it rested on top of Xy’s and gave it a soft squeeze. She seemed to begin to retract the hand, but he held on to it, keeping it on the table and in his hand. He felt her hand squirming, but then relax slowly. He then stroked it gently with his thumb and leaned over to her, lips brushing against her ear. “Hey, I’m just having a bit of fun. I’m sorry if I’m annoying you or making you jealous.”

He didn’t get to see her reaction as Foxy walked up behind him and pulled him upright on his stool before massaging his neck. It felt so good that he forgot about Xylonia for the moment, leaning back and even letting out a contempt soft moan. He relaxed and let her hands caress his skin. Then, her hands slid around to his front and began to stroke his chest muscles and then stroked his thighs, making him lean back onto her, his head on her chest resting on her naturals. “What do you think about maybe coming over, hmm? I can always… take care of your little friend. You could… explore me a bit.”

Her mouth kissed his neck. Heliwer felt slightly uncomfortable and tried to take her hands off of him, but she kept pawing at him. At this time, Xylonia looked over and scowled, noticing his discomfort. Her hand flew to the hand that was starting to inch towards his crotch. “Lay your hands off of him.”

“What? Not like you had any real interest in him. You were too busy making out with the other hot girl. He’s mine.”

She felt angry and gave the bartender a slap across her face.

Xy shook her head while staring at the floor.  She really didn’t want to stick around to give a police report.  Letting loose a light chuckle, she walked over to Heliwer and patted his shoulder.

    “Look, I’m sorry.  I had no reason to act that way.  I’m just kind of hot headed sometimes.”  Her smile was genuine and she nodded to Foxy.

    Heliwer had a perplexed look on his face as she turned from him and walked over Therex.  Foxy watched Xy warily before piping in timidly, “I don’t want you at my bar again.  Trouble follows you.”

    Xy froze mid-step and turned, her silver eyes boring into Foxy.  “Heh.  You aint kidding.”

    Turning her gaze back to Therex, who was happily swigging from the random bottle he grabbed, Xy walked up next to him.  Slowly, she bent over and gently grabbed Therex’s jaw.  She turned his head slowly so that he was facing her.  Leaning in, she planted her amber lips onto his blue ones.  Her kiss was soft and tender, but she discreetly brushed his lips with her tongue before she pulled away.  She smiled softly and turned away walking to the door. 

    Therex sat there frozen, caught off guard.  “What was that for?” he almost stammered from the shock, or perhaps it was from the booze. 

    “For saving my life.”  She said without looking back.  Her form disappeared through the door.  Her calmness had been eerie to those who had only seen her as the loud and crazy wild girl. 

    Heliwer ground his teeth, but tried to keep his cool.  Seeing his distress, Foxy laid a hand on his good arm’s forearm.  “Let her go.  I think she wants to be alone right now.” Heliwer nodded and stared at the bar, lost in deep thought. 

Therex put a handful of credits on the bar. “Sorry bout’ the mess.”  He left the bar, carrying the half empty bottle and looked for Xy.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a maroon flash duck around a corner to his right.  Picking up speed he followed after her.

Heliwer followed the group out of the shop and into the streets. Unlike most days, the streets were fairly busy as shop owners had some items for sale and lots of people were capitalising on the opportunity. As he, Therex, Jack, and Xylonia began to make their way down the busy walkway, it soon became apparent to the eldest that the other three were wanting to blow some cash. With a heavy sigh, he decided against his best interest to shop a bit. "I'll pay cause I've got the most money out of us. Just make sure you pay me back and that anything you want to buy you come to me first. Let us stay somewhat together, or at least nearby each other so that way we don't get lost."

First place they went to was similar to a department store. There Heliwer grabbed a brown leather jacket to wear over his tight shirt and some new, baggy, tan trousers. The old pants were tossed out in a garbage can out the back. Jack and Xylonia both wanted quite a few clothes, but were forced to deal with only a couple items. The Chiss wasn't interested in new clothing, so he got to carry the bags. While in the store, the senior sergeant spotted a nice, silver ring with an ice blue colored gemstone in the center, same color as his eyes. It cost him a thousand credits, but knowing how Xy loved his eye color, he decided it was a good trade off. As he paid, Therex came over and began to say something.

"Look, I ain't asking the girl to marry me." Heliwer interrupted. "Token of friendship and affection is more like it. She doesn't want to have it or wear it, she can sell it at least."

He slipped the ring into his pocket and the guys rejoined with the girls. The next place they went to was, of all things, a casino of sorts. Ever the pirate, the big trooper's hands were itch for some gambling, and before anyone could stop him or say anything, he was off on a game of Sabacc. He only lasted three minutes before he won and was booted off for being a "no good  cheating piece of sithspit". The three others had to almost drag him out of the place. While they were pondering where to go, the big trooper slipped the ring into the female RAIDER's hand, whispering "For you as a token of friendship and affection."

"I'm gonna go use the bathroom quick in that store over there." He said aloud. "If there's anything good, I'll let ya know."

With that, he left the group, leaving Xylonia looking at the ring in her hand and Therex and Jack arguing over places to go next.

Dusk sat in the corner of the small casino. Leaning against the wall he had his hat tipped downward to rest his eyes. Hearing a familiar laugh, he looked up. The young trooper saw Heliwer, Xy, Jack, and his old friend, Therex being chased out of the establishment. Running up to the owner, "Those people, they're going to be aloud back. Ye' get me?" Dusk said slipping the round man a few creds. "Right, I'll just forget the whole thing."

Running outside, Dusk scanned faces to find his friends. Not seeing them he he tapped the com-link on his wrist. "Hello, anyone online?" A few seconds passed before the familiar metallic voice came through to his ear. "This is PD-Q5, sir. Are you in need of my assistance?"
"No no, PD, I don't need anyone dead... yet. Were is A-3PO?"
"He is powered down in the corner across from me. I can activate him, if you like."
"Do so and patch him through." A few more moments passed as the large droid activated the other. "Hello sir, A-3PO at your service as always."
"3PO, I need a program that will bust down a standard FGB cred dispenser's firewall."
"Could you please plug your data-pad into said machine?"
Plugging into the dispenser via the cable he kept on him, he commed 3PO. "Go ahead."

Windows began opening and closing as the droid worked his magic. Once the chaos stopped a screen appeared. 'Please insert amount.' The trooper smiled as he input 20,000. The machine whirred as it deposited the money in an internal bag. The said bag came out on  a large tray. Grabbing the creds, he pt it and his data-pad in his trench coat. With a sly smile on his face he turned and went to the center of the area, again looking for his friends. He saw a slim body in one of the doors with distinct red hair.

Walking towards the group, Dusk noticed the bags they had. 'Obviously they've been shopping. Wonder where she got that ring?" He thought as Heli noticed him. "Dusk, what are ya' doing here?" He asked playfully.
"Not much, just in the casino you were kicked out of. By the way, I took care of that little problem." He said patting the pocket with the credits in them, making the jingle. "Might I say Jack, Xy, you both look stunning. And that ring it's quite good craftsmanship. Where'd you get it?"
"Heli bought it for me." Whiskey responded after a quick glance at Heliwer. Her look gave Dusk a slight pain.
"So," Dusk said breaking the short gap, "Why don't the guys and I go to a weapon shop while the ladies go treat themselves. And we'll meet back here in say... two hours?"
"Sounds like a plan to me." Jack said, gripping Whiskey's arm.

The two groups separated, going in different directions. "Lads, there's a nice shop up ahead. They have the finest wares this side of the galaxy." Entering the shop the store owner came from around the counter to greet them. "Jacen, I got this new shipment of MXB-1600mm A-T-S missiles that you'll love."
"Harrell, good to see ya'. I'll talk to you later about the MXB's. Right now I'm looking to buy these lads some new firepower." Dusk than whispered, "And please, not anything to pricey, don't want to strain my pocket book to much."
"So what would you like, eh?" Harrell asked with a slight glimmer in his eye. "I have some military grade stuff in the back."

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w00t, first great post in a while.

Therex turned and saw Faska walking towards them.

But Faska is busy running the Velkeyries. What would he be doing here?

But something about him was wrong. The height, the build, the way this man carried himself. Suddenly realizing that he was staring at Heliwer, Therex shook his head, clearing his head of Faska. Looking at the suit, Therex noted a small tag hanging from one pocket. Isolating it, he zoomed in. He had never seen a coat jacket that cost that much. Then again he had never seen the price tag on his trench coat.

Shrugging, he gave the rest of the suit a critical eye. He was never a person for fashion, but he did appreciate a good suit. This one fit Heliwer almost perfectly. When he moved to grab Xy's arm, Therex followed them into the restaurant. Looking down, Therex realized how he looked. Examining the others he realized that he was the only person not really dressed up. At least Dusk's clothes were clean.

Panicking, Therex wrapped his coat around him and began brushing it down. He then buttoned it to cover his dust covered, and blood stained shirt, and filthy black slacks. Then he ran his hand through his jet black hair, slicking it back.

I wish I had my hat right now. Didn't think I would need it.

Stepping in, Therex was the last to approach the host.

"Umm sir," the host said holding up a hand to stop Therex. "We don't enforce a black tie rule, but we really do appreciate our customers to look clean. Helps keep our more regular customers."

Therex leaned down and met the older fellow eye to eye, his red eyes slightly glowing off the other man's corneas. He was never one for beating up an older person. He had always had incredible respect for older people. However, he had spent many years in a prison with older people. In that time he learned other ways of dealing with things.

Reaching out, he grabbed the old man's shoulder and stared him down. It was almost as if large amounts of data was passing between them. Without a single word being said, the old man let Therex in but in that small moment, Therex had read that this man was going to be watching him.

Let him. I don't anticipate any trouble here.

The meal was good, the time Dusk had with his friends were better. They threw jokes around and everyone was having a good time. Giving a good one a small roar came from the table, enough to get some strange looks from the people nearby. Midway through the laugh Xy stopped and stared at somthing. Jacen turned to see what, he saw a glipse of a dark skinned man in a large coat. Whiskey took after him with a broken champaign bottle. "What the hell?" Heliwer remarked. "What's with her?"
"I think she saw someone from her past." Dusk said, getting up and leaving a small pile of credits. "Let's follow."

The small group exited the back of the building, into the small alley way. Looking around for Xy, Heli shouted, "I see her!" They chased through the alley jumping a few trash bins, they caught up with the woman who was standing in the opening scanning for movment ahead. "Xy, what's wrong?" Dusk asked placing a hand on her shoulder. "He's here." She said softly.
"What? Who's here?"
"Lycon" She spat. Just than a shot rang out narrowly missing the group. Heliwer quickly had his new slugthrower in hand and returned fire. The Dusk pulled the large trooper down as a hail of blaster bolts occupied the space Heli did a moments ago. Drawing his own holdout blater, the two broke cover and fired one after another. Seeing their adviasrary stand to make a run for it, did the private raise his wrist. His MM9 rocket system was loaded with a new elecro-net round. The net expanded in mid-air but impacted the wall instead of it's intended target.

Shouting into his comm, "PD, I need you four blocks north by north-west of our location."