Approaches the bar

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle rigidly straddles a barstool, panning his eyes around for a waitress.

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha plops down beside the Sarge, and says, "Relaxing? Or is that word not in a DI's vocabulary?"

He smiles to take the sting out of the words, and prepares for getting yelled at by Tyle.

[Sergeant Tyle]

I AM QUITE RELAXED, SOLDIER!

[Satine Capashen]

"Really? I thought DIs were never relaxed...."

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle turned toward Satine.

WHAT HAS BROUGHT ALONG THIS MISCONCEPTION??!! I AM A SENSITIVE INDIVIDUAL!!

[Captain Zara Drecker]

Drecker rolled her eyes from where her and the command staff of her cruiser were relaxing. Tohmahawk certainly had some abrasive people in the Special Forces.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri eyed the menu. As the waitress approached, the half Cizerack felinoid set the useless menu aside. "jI wjill have the usual." The girl nodded, and walked back to the grills.

Her platters of fish would be up in ten to twenty minutes. Sass took some time to peruse the individuals around her, and her eyes found the loud mouthed male who had insulted the Pride Mother. She waved a manicured hand at him and smiled. It was good to see someone tell that woman off once in a while. Even if he had insulted her at the same time. Sasseeri could handle him.

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle felt a pair of eyes boring down on him from a few seats away. He glanced over, tipping his hat in a crisp manner to the alien woman he had engaged in an altercation with previously. True, he had an "anger management" problem, whatever the hell it was. Guess he'd just have to bite on his lip every now and then.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri walked over to his table, and sat down next to the dutifully silent Sergeant. "Drrrjinkjing much?" She reached over and tipped his glass so she could look into it. He didn't see her slip something into it as she put it back down on the table top.

"Mjind jif jI jojin you?"

[Sergeant Tyle]

NEGATIVE. WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND?

Staunchly sober, and shunning alcohol at all times, Tyle instead drank a cup of thick black slop resembling strong coffee.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri smiled, exposing her white teeth as he slurped his coffee. "jI just wanted to say thank you."

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle looked up at Sasseeri...

YOU HAVE ME AT AN ADVANTAGE. WHY ARE YOU THANKFUL?

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Her ears laid back a little at the extreme volume of his voice at such close quarters, but she smiled through it. "jIts not often jI get to see the Prrrjide Motherrr insulted to herrr face."

The mickey she'd slipped him should be working soon...he'd be putty in her hands before long.

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle removed his hat, wiping a sheen of sweat from his buzz-cut head. He looked up, his eyes starting to unfocus.

ANAKIN H. SKYWALKER, ITS HOT IN HERE...

He moved to unbutton his shirt collar, but found that his arm was getting very heavy. Suddenly, his eyes widened at Sasseeri.

I HAVE BEEN COMPROMISED BY THE ENEMY!!

It was too late...numbing delirium was setting in...

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri leaned towards him, giving him a birds eye view of her cleavage. "Arrre you feeljing allrrrjight?" She batted her lashes at him, and put her hand on his thigh.

[Sergeant Tyle]

DAMN YOU, GODLESS JEZEBEL HUSSY...

...ANAKIN H. SKYWALKER! THOSE ARE NICE!!

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

She smiled again, rubbing against his arm. "Do you want a closer look, Serrrgeant Tyle? jI can arrrrrrange jit...upstajirs..." She reached out and lifted his coffee mug. "Carrre forrr anotherrr drrrjink?"

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle nodded distantly...too far gone now for words.

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha raises an eyebrow as he sees all that is going on and says, "Maybe I should go now?"

[Nash Stolar]

*Nash placed his hand on Satine's sholder and whisperd*

"I think we should both get going... I don't want to be round when they both are drunk..."

[Satine Capashen]

Alpha nods and heads over to his own little table in a darkened corner of the room.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri looked at the male, who was sufficiently gone. She hadn't known how much to put in his drink, as he seemed exceptionally strong. She'd had the feeling that enough for a normal human male would not have done anything to this Tyle.

Of course, a Cizerack male would not have needed drugging. They were usually willing enough when a female propositioned them. In fact, they were more than willing. Sasseeri purred at the sergeant. Therrre arrre some thjings about the Prrrjide jI mjiss. All those willing males, for one thing.

Not that she'd ever had trouble getting her way with men. But she had a feeling that this Tyle might be good for information. And...for shouting. Sass purred again.

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle held onto the sides of the table.

BRACE FOR IMPACT!! THE SHIP IS LISTING PORT-SIDE!!

His head fell against Sasseeri's shoulder.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri supported him with an arm as his face buried itself in her cleavage. He began muttering against her, and...giggling? She frowned. Maybe jI overrrdjid the dose... At her table the waitress was looking for her, and then obviously spotted her.

The waitress set the platters of food that Sass had ordered in front of her. "Enjoy your ...meal." Sass glared at the woman's back and propped Tyle back up in his seat. "Would you ljike somethjing to eat?" She quickly downed a fish.

Although if he didn't snap out of it at least a little, she would have plenty of time to eat.

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle leaned back in his seat, laughing somewhat, and talking obviously to himself.

...WELL, TICKLE MY ASS WITH A FEATHERDUSTER AND CALL ME ACKBAR!! HAHAHA!! OH...KRASST!!

WAITRESS, PROCURE MORE COFFEE!!

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri ate quickly, little bits of fish flying out of control and landing around her plates. Tyle continued to amuse himself, LOUDLY, but several times he fell against her again.

She was beginning to think he was doing it on purpose. Prrromjisjing. Sasseeri wiped her mouth, and smiled at him. "Want to go upstajirrrs?"

[Sergeant Tyle]

An unconcious rope tugged Tyle's brain in the direction of Sasseeri's words.

UPSTAIRS???!!! AH HELL...WHY THE HELL NOT!! I COULD USE THE EXERCISE!!

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

She purred, and helped him to his feet after leaving credits on the table for her meal. Sasseeri was able to support him with no problem, her arm snaked around his waist while he leaned on her shoulder. What should she say to him upstairs? Sasseeri wasn't sure what humans of this type perferred, although ultimately it all came down to the same set of basics.

The stairs were in front of them, and she half pulled him up the first one as he oogled her chest again.

[Sergeant Tyle]

As Sasseeri wrangled the Sergeant towards her bedroom, the disoriented and giddy drill instructor started rattling off his name, rank, and serial number. Once this got old...

I WILL NOT DIVULGE INFORMATION TO THE ENEMY!! YOU WILL HAVE TO BEAT IT OUT OF ME!!

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri let him fall onto the bed, and proceeded to shut and lock the door against maids and all other intruders. He was shouting something about FOXTROT something-or-other. Tyle was quite deafening in close quarters.

She raised an eyebrow at the NRSF drill instructor, and pulled him fully onto the bed, and ripped his shirt off. He shut up, a strange look coming into his eyes. Sasseeri hadn't seen anyone look at her quite like that before. It was unnerving. She pulled his pants off, and he began shouting again.

It was all gibberish. He was too far gone to resists as she spread him out on the bed, and tied his hands off firmly to the bedposts. He leaned for her, and she kissed him long and lingeringly on the lips, holding his head firmly between her hands, and leaving a smear of lipstick on his face.

[Sergeant Tyle]

The woman's tongue caught him completely by suprise. The stampede of adrenalin washed away some of the GHP's clouding effects. The ropes used to restrain his arms snapped taut as Tyle figured out his predicament.

OF ALL THE DASTARDLY SNEAK ATTACKS I'VE EVER SEEN!!!

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri ignored his ranting, and crawled back away from him and off the bed. She picked up his crumpled camoflauge uniform and threw it out the window to fall into the alley below.

Adjusting her blouse, she blew him a kiss as his face purpled. "Neverrr insult a woman's earrrs, Serrrgeant Tyle. jIt wjill only get you jinto trrrouble." Without another word Sasseeri collected her things and left the room, locking it behind her.

[Lord Shadow Reaper]

A dark Figure...Grim reaper looking, stood at the doorway of the bar and copyed the exsact voice trace as the drill seargent...

'Anakin H SKYWALKER!!!!!....ANNNNNNNNNNnakin HHH SKYWALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

A fist pushed foward faster than lighterning send the drill seargent over the counter of the bar and into the glass bottles of alcohole...

'shutup infidel.'

[Cirrsseeto Raurrssatta]

OOC: What the?? The Sarge is in a hotel room, on a bed...and...what the?? -_-()

[Seerrasseei Tsseerra]

OOC: roflmao.....

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle struggled for a moment, before flipping backwards, rolling his head on the mattress and positioning his body over the headboard.

AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

With great strength, the Sergeant was able to snap one of the bedposts, freeing his hand from it. From there, he was able to remove his other hand, finally getting off of the bed.

Procuring his clothing would be another matter.

Tyle looked around, trying to find something suitable to work as temporary garments. He was still disoriented from the drugs, but he made it to the refresher, snatching a bathrobe from the wall.

Clothing himself, the sergeant ran out of the room, and down the stairs to the bar.

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

Almost satisfied, and now she was feeling hungry.
She had taken a walk around the building of Yoghurts Bar and Grill, checking out the general outlay of the building and its surrounds. It was her first visit to the place and the Director of the Kei'Ai Reei always took time to do her homework - even for such a simple task of eating out. One never knew, and it was her job to "know".

Kajeela's ears twisted abruptly. She had picked up a slight fluttering noise and, as she tipped her head upward, the cause of the sound came sailing uncerimoniously down to land on the black asphalt of the alley before her feet.

As she stood waiting, one of her Kei'Ai Reei Officers- (or as they were also referred to "Cizerack Purity Enforcers") stooped to pick it up for the Director's inspection.

Kajeela took it in her hand, sniffing it breifly, taking note of the NRSF insigna and looked up again at the lighted window above. Her eyes narrowed...and then she and her men continued on, entering the B & G. The doors swung open to the hurly burly of the busy establishment and Kajeela strode inside, her enforcers crisply at her side, the camouflage-print shirt grasped tightly in her hand.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Sasseeri walked down the stairs, her business suit perfectly in place, and her tail draped over one arm. Next stop, Arrrkanjis Sectorrr. There had been too many distrations already, and she had a company to run.

She was just about to the door, looking down at her chrono so she wouldn't miss her transport, when it opened and she was jostled out of the way by several Cizerack males. Sass swore in several non Basic languages, and then her head snapped up. The Cizerack female in the center of the escort was holding Tyle's uniform in her paw. Sasseeri checked her chrono again.

Nearrrly tjime. If only she could get around this group without being held up... and before Tyle got himself loose...

[Lord Gue]

Sits in the corner of the bar, his arms folded over one another, laughing his ass off at the entire sceen...

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

"Sasseeri " Kajeela said silkily. Reeouurra looked far from happy to see the K.A.R Director - but then, no one ever seemed happy to see her. "How njice to sssee a famjiljiarr face heerrre among ssso many ssstrrangerrrss. Come, sssit with me a whjile."

Kajeela could see the Cizerack business woman was about to make an excuse and decline, glancing at the chrono on her arm, probably something about deadlines and company priorities. She was even moving slightly toward the door.

The Intelligence officer waved off all protest, the uniform pointedly held up for Sasseeri's benefit, and smiled, "ssssurreljy,a busjy perrrsson sssuch as yjourrsself can make tjime to drrrink the health of ourrr glorrrjious Prrrride?"

ttt

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

She kept her ears from laying back with a conscious effort, and smiled at the female. "jI have tjime forrr a qujick drrrjink, of courrrse." She recognized the Cizerack female now. The Director of K.A.R., Kajeela Tarruuri. She hadn't had any dealings with her in quite some time. And had hoped to keep it that way for a long time to come.

jI am gojing to be late forrr my trrransporrrt. And that male wjill be comjing downstajirrrs any moment now. She followed the Director and her entourage to the bar where two drinks were ordered, watching carefully to assure herself nothing was being slipped into hers. Kajeela raised her glass. "To the Prrrjide!"

"To the Prrrjide." Sasseeri drank quickly, eyes watching the other female. jI guess jit was my day forrr rrrunnjing into otherrr Cizerrracks...frrrell the Prrrjide. jI have a busjiness to rrrun. She smiled again at the intelligence officer, wishing she wasn't holding that uniform. But when and if it came up, her explaination was simple. He had insulted the Pride Mother.

Of course, by rights he should be eaten by the Mother herself, not naked and tied to Sasseeri's bed. She began to take her leave of Kajeela, explaining she had a transport to catch.

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

Tarruurri replaced her glass back onto the bar counter.
"Of courrrssssse, Sassssseerrrri, jI will not keep jyou."

Sasseerri thought she was going to make a clean exit.
And then the Director continued..."jI know jyou arrrre ssso busy. Busy herrrre, busy therrrrrrre," Kajeela's sharp eyes flicked from the Cizerack Businesswoman to the uniform in her hand, "busy....everrrrrywherrrrrre."

Two of the Directors enforcers moved in the most slightest of manners toward Sasseerri, making it clear she wasnt going anywhere until some explanation was offered.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

She cleared her throat as the two enforcers moved closer to her. Frrrell you, Kajeela. Frrrell you verrry much. "jI do have a tjight schedule to keep, Dirrrectorrr. jIf you arrre wonderrrjing about the orrrjigjin of that unjiforrrm, jI thrrrew jit out of my rrroom's wjindow just a few mjinutes ago."

Sasseeri moved slightly towards the door, but stopped when a male laid a hand on her arm. "jIt belongs to a serrrgeant of the New Rrrepublic, who insulted the Prrrjide Motherrr jin an encounterrr yesterrrday." She yanked her arm out of the male's grasp. "May jI go?" It irked her to no end that the Pride would interfere even in this area of her life.

[Jamie Throwe]

::A man wearing a large busness suit coat walks into the bar and grill. He ignores, for now, the situation with the Cizerack seeing that it is an internal matter and not his job to involve him self, instead he make his way for where the New Republic Drill Instructor went too.::

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

"Ah, ssssso jyou gave thjissss jinsssssulter a taste of
humjiljiatjion? Verrrrrry crrrrreatjive Sasssseeerri. Verrrrry good."

Wether or not the Intelligence Director was satisfied with that simple explanation was hard for Sasseerri to tell, but with the faintest twitch of one ear, Kajeela motioned and the two enforcers stepped back to allow Sasseerri to be on her way.

Kajeela instinctively felt there was more to this than what the business woman was letting on. It was well known she had a penchant for the hjuu-man male. It was not enough she had already peeled the prized Prent with her sharp claws.
A swaggering huckster was one thing...messing with a NRSF officer was another matter entirely. Kajeela just wanted to give Sasseerri a reminding prod to that end. If she was smart...and the Director knew her to be very much so...she would take note of the warning.


"jIf jyou arrrre jin ssssssuch a hurrry for jyour wajitjing transssport, one of my men can essssscorrrrrt jyou. The Kei' Ai Reei hassss wayssss of ssssjide-sssteppjing certajin rrrressssstrjicting forrrrmaljitjiessss"

[Jamie Throwe]

::Having apperantly lost the New Republic Officer, Jamie walks back into the bar and walks up to the Cizerack that is being pounded by questions by the other one.::

Um...I hate to intrude, but do you know where he went? I was just going to give him the contents of this breifcase.

::Jamie then lifts his breifcase in the air and holds it like a pizza ready to be delivered.::

[Sergeant Tyle]

Sergeant Tyle soon finds his way down the stairs. His head was still groggy from the drugs obviously slipped to him, but he nevertheless made it to the bar. His eyes panned the room, until he spotted the perpetrator in question.

[Jamie Throwe]

::Jamie smiles as he sees the New Republic Officer.::
Ah, Good evening Sir, I was wondering if you needed a change of clothes? Since the events that have transpired this evening have left you without a uniform.
::Jamie sets down his breifcase on the table, and opens it. Inside is a T shirt, a pair of shorts, a pair of shoes and a pair of socks, all attached to a hanger.::

[Sergeant Tyle]

Tyle eyes the man with the briefcase.

"Thank you, soldier..."

His eyes drift to the two Cizerack females, one of which is holding a crumpled set of fatigues.

"But I think I have procured my articles of clothing again."

Tyle walks over to the two Cizerack women.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

She eyed the huge male flanking her, ignoring the human male who was questioning her. "jI would be honorrred forrr the escorrrt." Sass heard a familiar tone behind her, and cursed again silently. The serrrgeant.

"By yourrr leave, Ms. Tarrrrrruurrrrrrji." She stepped away, attempting to avoid the coming confrontation by leaving the scene.

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

Kajeela saw the scantly-clad Tyle arrive and his subsequent locating of Sasseerri, and his wayward uniform.
The other human had moved to his assistance, which was fortunate. Kajeela had no patience for forrda interjecting themselves into Cizerack business. And this was Cizerack business.

The bullish Sergeant, still a bit unsteady on his feet, was making a beeline for them and it was time to close Pride ranks. Most human males in their underwear were unimposing to say the least, but Kajeela had to give Sasseerri credit for her keen eye - this human speciman was quite pleasing, even to her high standards.

"Verrrrrry well, Sasssssseeeerrrrri." Kajeela got to her feet and an enforcer stepped forward, placing himself firmly between the Cizerack business woman and the NRSF officer's line of vision. "jI have kept jyou herrrrrrrre long enough. jYou wjill have no problem makjing your trrrrranssssporrrrt jif jyou leave jimmedjiately. My offjicer wjil ssssee to jyour every need."

Kajeela and the remaining enforcers moved forward to head off the angry Tyle.

The Director offered Tyle his clothing and said in calm tones, "jI thjink thjisssss belongssssss to jyou"

[Jamie Throwe]

Well then I shall be going...
::With that Jamie Throwe puts the clothing items back into his suitcase. He then walks toward the door, but as he nears the Kajeela, his breifcase suddenly swings open, the clothing, a toothbrush, a bar of soap, and a can of shaving cream hit the floor. The clothing falls off of its hanger, and Jamie looks down at the mess I made.::
I'm sorry I'll clean this up in a mi..uhoh
::Suddenly Jamie trips on the bar of soap, it sends him flying into Kajeela. Kajeela falls down, and hits the ground, and Tyle's uniform lands near the clothing gear that JAmie was carring.::

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

The enforcer to her left, moved and caught Kajeela before she tumbled, holding her upright. The second enforcer to her right grabbed up the clumsy hjuu-mann and with incredible strength, twists him around, holding him with both arms behind his back, protecting the Director and waited further instruction.

Straightening her jacket and flicking her tail in a gesture indicating Throwe -Kajeela hisses at Sargeant Tyle, her voice tight with supressed anger,"Doesssss 'thjissssssss' belong to jyou?"

[Jamie Throwe]

::Manages to smile as his arm is twisted by the Enforcer.::
Well, since I'm not welcome here, I'll be leaving now. Bye...
::Suddenly the can of shaving cream's top rotates 40 degrees to the right. The can explodes in a bright light which lasts for three seconds. In this time a brief scuffle is heard as Jamie headbutts the Enforcer holding him. The Enforcer, suprised, releases Jamie from his grasp. And as the glare fades, Jamie can be seen crouching near the floor, placing the hanger with something hanging on it.::