What was I thinking?

[Kathrine]

What was I thinking? Kathrine thought to herself as she crawled underneath the bar. All she had wanted when she had entered the Corellian bar was a little peace and quiet and some good whiskey. She probably would have had just that if that stupid inbred Rodian had kept his hands off he, but the second he touched her she went off. She had kicked him in what she hoped was his groin and the unfortunate outcome had been a full fledged bar brawl.

Well if nothing else at least he got what was coming to him, she thought as she reached forward and her hand grasped on an empty bar stool. She jerked it up as she sprang to her feet and it broke over a Wookie's back before she could stop herself. Uh oh...bad move Kathrine.

Without even looking back from his current victim, the ginger furred Wookie threw his left arm back and sent the young girl flying back. She landed with a loud thud against the wall and slid down to her rear holding her head. "Well looks like it won't be a dull night at least."

[Jacen]

Jacen was just bringing his second shot of Corellian rum to his lips when all of a sudden he heard a loud crash from the corner closest to him. He turned to his right to see a Rodian rolling on the floor, holding his crotch. There were splinters all over the foor from, what Jacen assumed was the table he had been sitting at. Standing next to the Rodian was a young girl who was diving under a near table to avoid the Rodian's Sullastan freind's glass he had thrown at her. Instead of the young girl, the glass hit a Wookie that was playing sabacc with a group of humans and one other Rodian.

The Wookie stood up roaring and turned around, yelling at the Sullastan. The Sullastan, it seemed, had more drinks than he probably should have since he started yelling back at the Wookie. Finally the Wookie's freinds started yelling and then the Sullastan called over two of his freinds, who had also had more than they should, and then before you know it, full bar brawl.

"It's barely even dusk and already a brawl. Looks like it's going to be an interesting night," he said as he downed the last of his rum and turned around, cracking his neck. He was hired to be a bouncer and once again it looked like his services were needed. He just hoped that this time he actually got to do his job since he was paid by how many people he bounced. Last few times the brawl just seemed to transition out into the street and he got left with nil.

He had just started walking over, when he had to duck and roll because the same young girl who had apparently started the brawl went flying against a wall behind him.