Jared Mriad
Jul 11th, 2002, 08:58:32 PM
OOC: Open..
Jared stepped into the Bar & Grill for the second time, the first being an getting drunk then fall asleep while talking trip. This time, he felt nearly the same as before.. just sleepy.
After being checked for weapons, which he refused to carry into a Jedish Bar, and not mentioning the implanted sabers in his palm and forearm. Jared took a booth as far from the door and as close to the dark as he could.
As soon as he sat, his head *thunked* onto the table top. The serving droid tooted and Jared mummbled. Obviously understanding his reply, the droid sauntered off to it's duties.
"Ung.." He moaned. He had not had a 'meal' in days. And quite frankly, he became very nausious when he did try to eat something. Although, he could drink to his heart's content.
Jared stepped into the Bar & Grill for the second time, the first being an getting drunk then fall asleep while talking trip. This time, he felt nearly the same as before.. just sleepy.
After being checked for weapons, which he refused to carry into a Jedish Bar, and not mentioning the implanted sabers in his palm and forearm. Jared took a booth as far from the door and as close to the dark as he could.
As soon as he sat, his head *thunked* onto the table top. The serving droid tooted and Jared mummbled. Obviously understanding his reply, the droid sauntered off to it's duties.
"Ung.." He moaned. He had not had a 'meal' in days. And quite frankly, he became very nausious when he did try to eat something. Although, he could drink to his heart's content.