Nothing but trouble

[Allen]

Allen stopped in his teracks as he felt another force user within the area. Allen then thought to himself 'Another force user within the area ill have to search him out later on.' Allen then turned into towards a dark alley way were he saw standing before him his dead father. Allen tilted his head and looked at his father quizzically"you know why i killed you it because i enjoy killing." allen then placed his hand to touch his father when his hand went right through his dad. "Besides your not my real father your just an illusion." allen then walked through the fake father and proceeded down an alley way but he took his saber off his belt just in case and held it in his hand.

[Elifain]

As allen passed through it, the apparition whispered, Wrong answer... Before its arm trasnformed into a blade, and swung for the back of his head, as it was solidified using force. If it connected, it would cut through skin and bone, as a telekenetic slash.
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Elifain shrugged his shoulders, before saying, An ex knight then... would explain a little, but not as much as it should. Why are you here, Jetise? He asked, somberly, as he reached down, grabbing the man by the scruff of his shirt, and hoisting him off the ground. While he was weaker than he had been before now, He had regained much of his old strength, he reflected, as he placed khris with his back to a wall.

[Ragsmire]

Death gave Khris a hand in getting up, Albeit a rather rough one. He shook his head to and fro trying to become a fully active spirit. seems there was an adjustment phase he had to go through. Slapping a hand over his stubble Khris caressed his fizz as he looked over death

"You know i never thought you'd be a mandalorian, And i'm kinda surprised your human at all." He looked down to the spot where his body should have been and saw that nothing was there, Maybe they couldn't be seen by the owner.

Funny enough Khris still felt like crap, Aches and pains tucked themselves into every muscle he had and with a stretch of his arms popped with a quite audible sound. Death was not how he expected it to be.

"I'm not a Jedi, Stop calling me that. As to the other Question i only came in here for a drink, who knew it'd be my final stop." He cracked a smile at the irony, though drinking was easally his favorite pass time it was what got him into the mess that killed him. His most recent regret, But not the biggest, Was that he never got the chance to put the punk who killed him in some real pain. now that he was a force ghost he figured he could hate and all the good stuff.

[Allen]

Allen heard his father s voice and activated his lightsaber. He sensed the aattack coming at him and scowled. He quickley blocked the blade with his lightsaber. "Dont get in my way old man i have no problem killing you again." allen then jumped behind the illusion and deactivated his lightsaber and began waving through the crowd trying to lose his fake dad. he actually found himself back at the entrance of the cantina he was just at.

[Elifain]

The aparition smirked as he turned back around, heading back to the cantena, before silently fading back into shadows. Elifain, who had been paying attention to both fronts, smirked as well. He turned to the man who again, had claimed not to be a jedi, and just shrugged, finding the mans earlier comment strange. He figured the man, with his near death experience, was a bit addled, and removed his right handed gauntlet. He brought it around, in a side swipe punch, to knock some sense into him, before saying, Thinking better, di'kut? Before turning to leave the bathroom. He knew that the sith who had returned was probably not here to exchange pleasentries, and so he would not disapoint the man.
He quietly walked out of the room, noting the man walking back towards him, and with a smirk on his face, yelled, Well, if it isn't or'dinii... Still seeing images of the dead, eh? He called out, using the mandalorian term for complete lunatic, as he walked forward, purposelly acting drunk. To all around him, he seemed a drunk merc that couldn't walk a straight line, but his mind was clear, and his sword, the Werda Runi, was within easy reach.

[Ragsmire]

A taste of corellia: bar & grill, Entertainment district, Narr Shaddaa.

A splash of surprise colored Khris presence in the force as Death removed his glove, The horrible instrument beneath was probably the tool he used when selecting a spirit's final resting spot. The two seconds it took to remove the gauntlet felt like a lifetime, Only it would be something more akin to deathtime...if that existed.

He flashed back on what might have been the biggest lamentation of his life. His extremely short lived marriage. And even though he still kept in touch with his now Ex-wife Secret things were never the same as his drinking drove her to leave him. Once he saw the gauntlet come off Khris closed his eyes having no desire to endure the anguish that watching it approach would bring.

Astoundingly not cold metallic hand or icy human teach sent him away. Instead a punch across his face slapped shock through him, Not strong enough to take him from his feet but still a hurtful one, was delivered. Clasping his right hand over the sore he looked at Death dumbfounded.

"You're not taking me to hell? what's the catch?" Death asked him if he was thinking better and called him another Mandalorian name before stalking out of the ruined bathroom. rubbing his cheek in an attempt to ease the pain Khris released a moan as Death was no push over when it came to exchanging blows.

He stepped out after Death a moment later watching has he addressed someone in the crowd he couldn't see. Khris moved back to the bar to watch the specter go to work, Maybe he was getting someone else, Someone to take him to heaven.

Narr shaddaa Docking bay 11, Entertainment district.

Stationed ever so inconspicuously in the bay was Khris Cada's DeepWater-class light freighter the Miss thing. Of Mon Calamari design the ship was unique in its own way, Every ship produced by the engineers there were. The ships crew consisted of only two. Khris and his droid Charles. Khris had gone out drinking earlier leaving the Droid to tend to the vessel alone.

Though narr shaddaa was known as a planet full of essentially only crime not many bothered to try and steal the ship as its outward appearance said that it was years old and carried almost nothing of value. That was right. On top of the horrid bearing of the ship it did have a few functioning torrents to hold off invaders.

Inside Charlie did his best to keep the thing running smoothly as Khris was always too busy drinking to bother with repairs until it was far beyond too late. The droid often got the impression that the only reason he was left with Khris was to take care of him the way a mother does her children. While in the middle of a few final touches to the Nav computer, the thing was off the fits since they landed. Charlie heard a pounding at the stern end of the ship and assumed it was more of the filth from the planet trying to crack open the access port located at the end.

Hopping out of the co-pilots seat he took one of the blasters that the Master never carried but insisted on keeping as it was the. "Corellian way." whatever symbolization he intended by that. Although the droid had no combat programing he figured blasting a few rounds into the sky would scare off any would be robbers. opening the hatch he stepped onto the loading ramp where he shot twice into the air one of the bolts striking the ship rebounding and hitting him in the shoulder. All with a scream from the droid that initially said he wasn't playing but after hitting himself told of self pity and worry.

Fortunately for the droid the person who had been beating on the hatch was not a raider. She helped picked the droid up and get him back inside closing the hatch on the way. Sitting the light framed robotic on a chair in the galley she took one adjacent and asked in her usual friendly tone. "So where is Khris, Charlie?"

[Zilfer]

The search for Drake Hellion hadn't ended well. It had brought them through quite an adventure. Now, 'Bones' and Rin sat at the bar, one wearing a torn up Jedi knight robes with armor beneath it, the other one in a sexy dancer outfit which was getting Rin more then a few looks. A drunk twi'lek made a move on her and Bones scared the man off before it became anything serious.

"Some creeps just don't get it when a girl says no." said Bones downing a Tarisian ale, before turning to see two men moving at each other through the bar. "Great, I just caused Bar fights and got kicked out of almost every Cantina in Nar Shaddaa and the one Bar I don't pick a fight in, someone is going to start one."

Rin looked over her shoulder at the ones Jik had been talking about and it did seem like they were focused upon each other. Jik hadn't made a move for them but Rin knew if blows came to blows that he would enter the fray without thought for himself.

"I'd move over and try to stop them, If I knew that I wouldn't get looks from half the cantina...." said Rin still somewhat uncomfortable in her current situation. There was a certain amount of confidence that came with looking so beautiful, but Rin didn't like the attention most of the time.

"I bet you could distract at least one of the two if you just walked up to them." said Jik with a sly smirk, waiting for events to play out.

[Allen]

Zanji sat near the bar and kept his head down his hand still gripping the inside of his cloak were his lightsaber was. He then heard sopmeones voice adressing him. He turend around and watched the appearedly drunk man come towards him. "so it was you who did that to me very impressive trick id liek to learn how you did that." He turned around and spoke to the bar tender "gimme a double of juma juice." The bartender nodded adn poured allens drink in a glas. Allen took his glass and drained it all and nodded his thanks to the bar man. He turned his attention back to the man who was wearing mandalorian armor. "Ahh your mandalorien very interesting how would you like a buissnes proposal lots of fighting to be had in it not to mention glory, honor, and credits"

[Elifain]

Elifain perked up for a moment, before saying, Depends on the proposal. I may be able to... squeeze something in. He said, before looking around. He noted the man from the bathroom coming out, before sighing, and saying, Then again, I can find contentness here... His hand slipped down to the kumori katana, enhanced with a cortosis weave, to help its effectiveness against lightsabers. He didn't fear fighting anyone, even in this cantena, where he was sure a number of people would recognize him as one who had previously defended the planet against the dark lord who had come to destroy.
He also, slightly, sensed a presence in the force that he had not felt in a long time. It was strangely familiar, but he couldn't place where. His eyes glued on Allen, Elifain waited for his next move.

[Ragsmire]

A taste of corellia: bar & grill, Entertainment district, Narr Shaddaa.

Khris watched as the Mandalorian specter engaged the sith from earlier. He was taken aback by this and after only a few moments of their first encounter he pushed off from the bar headed toward them. He had to slid pass a few people here and there but the trip was ultimately a smooth one as he clambered down at the seat behind the Mandalorian ghost.

"Don't buy whatever he's selling, Death, This guy is a Stoopa Sleemo." He said speaking up immediately not worried about interrupting their converse. He adjusted himself on the seat before adding. "He ruined my drinking let me point out." As if the crime in itself was reason enough to put the man in prison.


Narr shaddaa Docking bay 11, Entertainment district.

Secret reveled sat attired in such a fashion that suggested jedi knight only the robes were more conforming so they did not hang from every which way. She had begun a quick fix on Charles shoulder while he explained the situation to her.

"So master Cada asked me after leaving Tatooine where he could get a stiff corellian drink without traveling into the core. I ran a search and found a cantina here and he said that would be fine." the droid had told her as to why he came to Nar Shaddaa again, Years earlier Khris had told Secret of his great hatred of the planet because of the horrible conditions the people who lived here faced.

"I thought he was giving up drinking?" Secret asked setting aside the calibration equipment after finalizing the quick patch with a slap on the shoulder. "He only managed a week before deciding the Corellian in him couldn't help it." The droid moved his arm a little to test its flexibility. "He has tried to consume less to his credit."

"Alright well you said he is within walking distance, A taste of corellia, Yeah?" the droid nodded a confirmation. Secret grabbed her lightsaber and moved toward the hatch. "Don't fire a blaster again, Charlie, No telling what you'll hit next time."

[Zilfer]

"Hey, I recognize that symbol...." said Bones off handily getting flashes of the past. A planet tearing itself apart, and a Mandalorian Fleet Admiral fighting along side him. It only took a moment to confirm his suspicions that this was indeed the same symbol.

"A friend of yours?" asked Rin curiously looking at the Mandalorian for a second. He looked very young if anything. Bones shrugged at Rin's statement as he continued to observe the scene unfolding.

"I wouldn't really call an Imperial Fleet Admiral a friend, especially after glassing Corellia but he had to do what he had to. Not sure if this guy is the same guy, but he's probably from the guy's clan at the very least." said Bones as he threw his shot glass shattering it on the back of the helmet of the Mandalorian. "Hey, metal head you know anyone named Elifain?"

[Elifain]

Elifain was cought by surprise, as a glass smashed on the back of his head. He hadn't expected for someone to start throwing drinks, and slowly turned to scan the crowd. He quickly cought out bones, as he asked about Him, to which Elifain said, Your memory hasn't improved since last time then, has it... bones i think it was? He reached up, and slowly began removing his helmet, opening his mind to the force, so he could keep an "eye" on allen.
He wondered, for a moment, if bones would remember him being a fleet admiral of the empire, last they met, and if he did, if he would state it. Knowing that Nar shadaa was refugee haven, and corellia burned in peoples minds, coupled with the now occured incident where the empire had trashed a section of nar shadaa, things could get out of hand in the bar.
I see you found a girl, then. He said, nodding towards Rin, before thinking he recognized her as well, but not worring much about it. I guess everyones gotta have someone, eh?

[Zilfer]

Rin flushed at Elifain's comment almost right away but Bones seemed mostly unbothered for it was mostly true. He protected her at the cost of much pain. "I don't suppose your still doing your old job eh?" asked Bones as he leaned his back against the bar. He was unsure of whether Elifain would be hostile in this situation however it would pay to be prepared for he was a force user. Rin had been training him to open to the force, and that wasn't the hard part, but control was. As Elifain took his helmet off Rin was surprised at how young he looked.

"He was a fleet admiral? He looks a bit young...." said Rin disbelievingly before moving off to the side a bit more. Bones gave a wicked smile at that statement. "His old employers don't concern themselves with age only that they can do their job. What brings you to Nar Shaddaa then? Business or pleasure? We were looking for a certain Jedi but it appears the search is hopeless for now."

[Elifain]

Elifain looked over to Allen for a moment, before saying, Our... Proposition will be off for the moment. Maybe soon, though... He turned back to bones, in time to catch his first question, followed by Rins thoughts, and bones second question.
I am a mandalorian, and that is all. My old employers have no say in my path anymore, other than where i am going to hurt them the most at. He said confidently, before adding, I am just waiting for my crew to get back from a trip, so i can get back home.
After a moment of thinking, he added, What jedi would that be? I have run into a few here, a few days ago, and might be able to point you into the right direction. He shrugged, as he finished off, before placing his helmet on the bar in front of them, and ordering a round of tihaar for those who had gathered around him, including kris, still going on about death, the sith, bones and rin.
Some say i should not be drinking at a young age, but if i can fight and die, why not enjoy myself. He smirked, as he looked back to bones, holding up his glass, and saying cheers, before downing the spirit.

[Zilfer]

"Jedi Knight Drake Hellion." said Rin knowing that Jik was hopping to find some shred of his past through Drake Hellion. She felt however that it would just lead to another dead end and he would never find the answers to the questions he sought.

"Yes, but it looks like we are going to need to find something to do in the meantime." said Bones as he turned back around to the bar and motioned for another shot. He was working on a bunch of credits he had won in a pazaak game awhile ago, both sides had cheated but Bones had come away on top because of Rin's influence on the man's mind. Bones hadn't been one to complain and he was somewhat enjoying the extra cash for now, the only problem for Bones was that alcohol didn't effect him too much, seemingly at all.