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[corsec_jedi]

And the people spaketh to the Mun, and asked the Mun for entertainment

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[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus actually bumps into him slightly, he was trying to sit in a stool and miscalculated, hooves don't always work for seats,

"Excuse me."

[corsec_jedi]

Corran looks over at the...uh...offender? "No worr... ies."

He stares for a moment.

"Huh."

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus gives a shy smile, he's getting used to that look,

"I'm a Faun."

[corsec_jedi]

"And I'm a Corellian. Nice to meet you." Corran extends his hand. "We get all types. You're just... one I wasn't familiar with."

He refrains from spilling the "what's with the legs?" that was his first thought. Looks like Iella's filter training is working.

[mandercommander]

"Corran?"

Long time, no see, huh? Bonzo notices Corran in the Bar (at least the younger version of him that's around these days), and heads on over to see him.

[corsec_jedi]

"Yeah?" Corran turns in the familiar direction of the voice--

"Bon--Bruck! How are you?!?" Corran grins. It's nice to have someone recognize you...

[mandercommander]

"I'm not doing too badly. And you?"

Corran, for the record, might note a blaster on Bonzo's hip. For the purposes of comedy Bonzo came in from doing some target practice in a part of the 'out back' areas not overrun with the jungle stuff.

[corsec_jedi]

Oh, he's not that observant. He'll notice in about 5 tags or so.

Corran shrugs, and raises his glass slightly. "Back here, so things must be good. What's new since last I saw you?"

He pauses, and frowns. "How long has it been here since last I saw you?"

[nodistresshere]

WHUMP goes the enormous stack of files on the bar, right in front of Corran's face.

[corsec_jedi]

And back falls Corran. To the floor.

And tragedy strikes.

The Whyren's spills.

Horror evident on his face, Corran leaps to his feet, stares at the puddle... and slowly, sadly salutes.

[nodistresshere]

"Your reflexes need work," says Iella Wessiri, ignoring all of this Engrossing Drama to take a seat on the next stool over. "So do your paperwork skills."

[corsec_jedi]

Corran looks mournfully at the stack. "Yeah, but... paperwork's scary. It frightened the Whyren's."

Corran eyes Iella reproachfully, at last meeting her Gaze of Resigned Amusement*. Which, by the way, seems to sometimes be reserved explicitly for her partners, especially those with the surname 'Horn'. "So I come here for the first time in months. We just finished the Bantha Stomp bombing case. We know it was Thyne, just as we knew at the beginning."

"So explain to me why there is paperwork now where I'm--where I was sitting at the Bar." The look begs for mercy.

*Copyright Wessiri Family, Forever and Ever.

[seewhatyoumean]

There's a whisper of air and all of a sudden the seat next to him is occupied. The girl in it is small, dressed in a loose hoodie and baggy jeans. A milkshake appears in front of her as she lands.

[corsec_jedi]

Corran blinks once. The seat next to him is EMPTY.

He blinks again. Now it's not.

He stares at the youngling for a moment, then finally speaks up. "Okay, I give up. How'd you do it?"

[seewhatyoumean]

She turns, eyes curious, and cocks her head slightly as if asking him to repeat himself.

[corsec_jedi]

"The whole "invisibility" thing you just did. I've heard of ships being cloaked, but the whole 'personal' element..." He shakes his head. "I can't see another way you could have sat down next to me so quickly.