Drink the Night Away

[Dasquian Belargic]

Night was drawing in quickly and Yogs Bar and Grill was in good spirits. A group of young Padawans, newly accepted into the Order, were celebrating their enrollment. Others were chatting by the bar, sharing stories. Some even were gathered around the holo screen, watching a old black and white holo.

A live act had been brought in – no voices, although some had spun their own lyrics from scratch to the tune and were humming alone quiety. Some old stringed instruments – violins, fiddles and fifes for the most part – made up most of the band. Dasquian, who sat alone, bobbed his head to the beat of the drum as the tune played, humming along quietly. Aaron was sat at the opposite end of the bar (http://www.sw-fans.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=30232), and Dasquian could see his twin smiling at him, so returned to smile with a small wave, before going back to watching the band.

[Finrod Ar-Feiniel]

"Hullo Sir."

Fin smiled at Dasquian, standing with an armful of books beside the Jedi's table. The boy was dressed in his new Jedi garments; he was quite inseperable from them in fact. He glanced up at the entertainment for a moment, curiuosly, and made a little soudn of approval.

"They're quite wizard, I s'pose. Are y' just relaxing?"

[Kat Kariena]

Headache, of all times to get a headache it had to be now, Kat thought stepping into the B&G for the first time in a while. She glanced around quickly before she sought out an empty table and sat down. If you've got a headache, Kat, why are you here? This is going gonna make it worse.

Shut up. I'm not in the mood for this.

It's a mazing how you get hostile with yourself.

Don't remind me.

And with that, Kat sat up, crossed her arms on the table, and put her head down on them.

[Dasquian Belargic]

Dasquian smiled down at Finrod and nodded. A glance to the side and he spotted Kat, but it seemed she wasn’t in the mood to be sociable.

“Yes, just enjoying the night off, so to speak. How’re things going with you and your new roommates?”

[Kat Kariena]

I'm alive, really I am, Kat told Dasquian through the Force. She had sensed him glancing at her. Just anti-social for lack of knowing anyone to socialize with.

With that she sat up and looked around the room. Her piercing headache had begun to fade, though she started to believe that she had made a poor choice in coming into the noisey establishment to begin with.

[Finrod Ar-Feiniel]

Fin shrugged.

"A'right, I s'pose. I've been rather busy though."

He made a face.

"Homework and trash."

[Dasquian Belargic]

You can come and sit with the two of us, Kat.

“Homework?” Dasquian smiled lopsidedly, “Oh really? I hope you haven’t been getting any help from Aaron and Kelt.”

[Finrod Ar-Feiniel]

Fin grinned.

“Nope. I’ve not been doing it.”

He shrugged and rubbed the back of his head absently.

“I have a go at it and then I get frustrated and then I start yelling—I make an awful lot of noise—and so then I just say to heck with it. It’s all complete rubbish anyway. Half of it I don’t get, and the other half doesn’t make any sort of sense.”

The boy scowled for a moment at the thought of the dreaded homework.

“I just tell the professors that my goldfish ate it, or that my head fell off. Summat like that at least.”

[Kat Kariena]

Kat tilted her head curiously at Dasquian before she got up and walked over to join them.

"You sure you want to do that?" she asked. Socalization wasn't one of her stronger traits.

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Continued from <a href=http://sw-fans.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=30693>"At the other end of the bar"</a>...

"AAAAAHHH!!!"

Taa flailed through the air until she crashed into Kat's table, bowling the woman out of her seat. Taa was a tangle of arms, legs, and tail, until she came to a stop near Dasquian's stool.

"Owww..."

Fluttering her ears, she hoisted herself up by pulling on the back of Dasquian's pants. With a burst, she sprung through the air, and landed on a now-wobbly James's shoulders, causing both to tumble to the ground. The two became a mass of tangled limbs, grappling and squirming over each other with no rhyme or reason, trying desperately to get the upper hand.

[James Prent]

James shrieked in Taa's sensitive ears as the felinoid yanked on her hair once more, and the female winced in pain, ears folding in on themselves. The padawan was now struggling only to get away, her brush with anger and the Force having scared her. James put her hand on Taa's face, and pushed off, trying to get clear of the stronger female's flailing arms and tail.

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Sensing a turn in her favor, Taa emboldened her attack, using her tail as a tether to keep James within striking distance. Fortunately for James, Taa was so livid that she was only able to manage a rapid succession of limp-wristed slaps in a random fashion. The flapping sound of palm on flesh occasionally sounded out, muted by Taa's slurry curses in her native tongue. The frantic display of her temper was beginning to wear her out, and she slowed her assault, breathing heavily against James.

[James Prent]

James grabbed at Taa's wrist as the Cizerack slapped her across the face, and managed to catch hold, digging her fingers deeply into the tendons and bones of the inside of her wrist. The padawan summoned her strength and adjusted her hold, bending the other female's hand backwards, putting undue strain on her wrist.

Then she looked around for someone, anyone! The guards appeared mesmerized by the sight of the soaking women wrestling on the ground. "Help!"

[Taataani Meorrrei]

"Hejy, OW!"

Taa's eyes blinked wide as James dug her fingernails into her arm.

"OWWW!!!"

She reciprocated the dirty trick, the claws of her left hand unsheathing as she gripped the wrist that gripped her other hand. Little ribbons of both Taa and James's blood began to trickle down their forearms. It was now a matter of who was going to let go first, if anyone at all. It really, really hurt, and Taa didn't want to fight anymore.

[James Prent]

James felt slightly terrified to let go, knowing now what the saying "Getting a gundark by its tail" meant. "Let go of me!" She increased the pressure on the hand, and felt tears spring to her eyes from the pain in her arm.

[Taataani Meorrrei]

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!!"

Taa wailed, her eyes watering as she fidgeted under James's grasp. Blinking away tears, she sniffled and snarled.

"jYOU FjIRRRSSST!!!"

The claws on her right hand stretched free of their fleshy sheaths with each clench James made.

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: The sound of bootfalls striding across the floor was heard by the two only seconds before they were forcibly seperated by Soolin. She had them both by the ears, but the focus of her attention was on the felinoid ::

"That will be enough from you ... especially you!"

:: Her tone was punctuated by a hard pinch on Taa's ear ::

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[James Prent]

James fell backwards away from Taa, and clutched at her wrist, little rivulets of blood leaking down her arm.

[Aaron Belargic]

Everything had happened incredibly quickly and Aaron hadn’t had a moment to react. One minute they were talking, the next fur was flying and the two Padawan’s were tumbling through the bar like a wrecking ball. Dasquian was on his feet, flushing a red similar to that which Aaron currently wore as he yanked his breeches back upwards, while his twin stared in disbelief at the scene – it was his fault.

[Dasquian Belargic]

Calming himself down with a deep breath, the Hallaeran Knight narrowed his eyes on those present. A guilty mask was being worn by most.

“What is going on here? Don’t you all know better?”

There was a little hint of disappointment in his voice, but it was mostly filled with confusion.

[James Prent]

Soolin released James' ear, and the padawan turned, running<a href=http://www.swforums.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=30968> out of the bar</a>, flaming red from embarassment.

[Aaron Belargic]

Not wanting to face his brother or any of the others with an explanation, Aaron was off after James before a word could be said.

[Nevlonniel]

Somewhere in the midst of the fight, the corner of Nevlonniel's mouth had turned upward. She normally held a very serious expression... all business and no play. But the oddity of the situation was so out of style, it was enough to tickle even Nev's funny bone.

The fight had ended near another elven-humanoid... one that looked exactly like the one she'd been speaking to. It wasn't often one saw twins of the elven-race. It was considered a blessing and good fortune where she came from.

The fight had ceased for the moment, and the elven-humanoid at the bar took on a commanding tone and inquired as to what was going on. Beside her, she felt guilt rolling off of the man she had been speaking to.

And then, one woman was gone, and the other elven-race.

Nevlonniel looked about and rested her eyes on the other elven-race at the bar, contimplating on what an odd place this was.

Shaking her head, she turned and made her way to a table to sit down and be served a drink. Now was the time for some quiet.

[Taataani Meorrrei]

"OW!"

Taa winced, leaning slightly toward the irate brunette, to put some slack on the ear she was tugging.

"Me?!"

She looked up to Soolin, only to be tugged on again.

"OW OW!!"

She watched James run out of the bar, with Aaron close behind, and tears began to well up in her eyes. Pleadingly, she looked upward to Dasquian...

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: leads the cizerack outside by the ear, still holding on as she looks at her nose to nose ::

"I'm not going to have to do this again, am I?"

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Sniffling, Taa wiped her eyes dry with her other hand.

"jYou don't even botherrr to asssk, do jyou? jYou walk jin, sssee a fjight, and go forrr the ssstrjipesss and the tajil."

Feeling a bit shaky inside, Taa righted herself and composed her thoughts, even though she was on the verge of bawling.

"jI have neverrr been ssso mjissstrrreated and humjiljiated jin mjy entjirrre ljife."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin's eye twitched as she gazed at Taataani. Then she let go of her ear and walked away from the Bar & Grill ::

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Despite her waning rage, emotional powderkeg, and every other horrible feeling, the worst thing Taa could imagine right now was to be left alone. Even by somebody who might be her enemy.

"Wajit!"

She righted herself on shaky legs, and clutching her bleeding arm, rushed toward Soolin.

"Don't leave."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin looks over her shoulder and against her better judgement, waits for Taataani ::

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Taa approached apprehensively, unsure of whether Soolin would talk to her, or hit her. She seemed a little high strung. Sniffling, Taa walked over to her, wiping her eyes dry.

"jI don't want to be alone rrrjight now. jI don't know what'sss happenjing to me."

[Soolin Anjhurin]

"I'm going to my ship. Are you sure that's where you want to go?"

[Taataani Meorrrei]

"jI don't carrre."

Taa's ears drooped low as she looked back to Dasquian, hoping that for once, he'd notice her in a way that pleased her. She didn't expect him to. Nobody looked at her that way anymore.

"jI jussst don't want to be alone."

[Dasquian Belargic]

The confusion of the fight seemed to have died down. Dasquian left little Finrod at the table, apologized quietly to the boy before approaching the Cizerack and unfamiliar face of Soolin.

“I’m sorry about that, Taataani. I think I might have overreacted,” he said in a quiet voice and he glanced between the two Jedi, trying to avoid looking into the Cizeracks teary red eyes.

[Taataani Meorrrei]

Before Soolin could conveniently make a getaway, Taa grabbed her hand, holding on for stability's sake, as she looked at Dasquian. Her voice shook and broke.

"jI don't know what to sssajy or do anjymorrre. jI don't know wherrre I've gone wrrrong!"

She shied away from Dasquian, afraid of being hurt again by another refusal.

[Dasquian Belargic]

Dasquian gave Taataani’s shoulder a light squeeze. What Aaron had done tonight was very tactless.

“Some people just aren’t aware of the emotional damage they’re doing to others.”

[Soolin Anjhurin]

:: Soolin stands awkwardly, confused over what was happening now ::