Gheb Cahran
Jun 8th, 2007, 01:45:58 PM
The cantina stank. It was smoky and dark like just about every catina he'd ever been in. Of course, this was Tatooine - smoky and dark just went with the scenery. It definintely fit Gheb's purpose on Tatooine. That and heat. The whoosh of slightly cooler air that greeted him when he opened the door wasn't cool enough. Regardless, he was here and he needed a drink.
The Zabrak 'tender gave him a look, quick enough to realize that he didn't matter. Gheb wasn't wearing anything conspicious enough to garner more than passing attention. Plus, he was dirty and a scruffy mess.
"What." It was a smiple enough greeting. This wasn't a "happenin'" cantina, so there wasn't much of a need for pleasentries. It was a local joint.
"Gimme something cold and hard." Gheb pulled a stim from his pocket and searched the other one for a lighter. He could feel that the Zabrak wasn't moving. He stopped and looked up, to see his grinning eyes.
"We got somethin' cold and hard for ya," the 'tender replied as a group of cronies chuckled a few laughs around him. "Watch your step around here, or we'll show ya."
"Fair enough," Gheb shot back, lighting up his stim. "Drink?" The 'tender turned away, presumably off to get Gheb something to drink. Finally. It was about that time that Gheb noticed a change in the air. He felt as though someone was watching him - not necessarily following him, but someone had taken special note of his presence.
He'd just come in here for a break.
The Zabrak 'tender gave him a look, quick enough to realize that he didn't matter. Gheb wasn't wearing anything conspicious enough to garner more than passing attention. Plus, he was dirty and a scruffy mess.
"What." It was a smiple enough greeting. This wasn't a "happenin'" cantina, so there wasn't much of a need for pleasentries. It was a local joint.
"Gimme something cold and hard." Gheb pulled a stim from his pocket and searched the other one for a lighter. He could feel that the Zabrak wasn't moving. He stopped and looked up, to see his grinning eyes.
"We got somethin' cold and hard for ya," the 'tender replied as a group of cronies chuckled a few laughs around him. "Watch your step around here, or we'll show ya."
"Fair enough," Gheb shot back, lighting up his stim. "Drink?" The 'tender turned away, presumably off to get Gheb something to drink. Finally. It was about that time that Gheb noticed a change in the air. He felt as though someone was watching him - not necessarily following him, but someone had taken special note of his presence.
He'd just come in here for a break.