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[corsec_jedi]

It's been awhile since he's been down here

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[amanda_darieux]

Amanda is on her way back from trying the front door which still wont open for her when the lightsaber catches her eye.

Well she has nothing else to be doing right now. Why not meet a new person.

Walking over to the observation window, "Good Evening."

[corsec_jedi]

It takes a moment before Corran realizes some one was talking to him.

"Huh? Oh, hi!" He tosses off a casual salute, then turns it into a gesture at the chair across from him. "Sorry, the view still loses me everytime I really start thinking about it...'s quite a trip."

[amanda_darieux]

Taking the offered seat, "It never ceases to impress." her eyes resting on the window for a moment. Then turning back she offers, "I'm Amanda"

[corsec_jedi]

He nods. "No kidding. Name's Corran."

[whinyslicer]

Castin would probably vote 'stupid'.

He's seen Face and Shalla and he knows there are other Wraiths in the bar, but it's still a little jarring to look up from his datapad (and over that stupid Ewok he has to keep with him in case he spots Janson) and see Kell.

He just stares, for now.

[demlshn_boy_sir]

Kell snorts and twitches in his sleep, head pillowed on his arms in front of him.

He is completely unaware of any stares directed his way. Could be good or bad.

[whinyslicer]

Castin almost -- almost -- starts to grin. So much for Wraiths being super alert and ready to kill anything at all times.

He glances back at his datapad to save everything before closing it up and tucking it in a pocket. Grabbing Kettch by an arm, he approaches silently, sits the Ewok in a seat opposite Kell, and returns to his table and juice.

[demlshn_boy_sir]

Kell's arms have s-l-l-o-o-o-w-w-l-l-y-y been slipping out from under his head, so it was just a matter of time before...

Klunk. "Mrff...augh... Tyria?" He looks up bleary-eyed, and looks around for his girlfriend, when his eyes land on Kettch.

Cue disbelieving stare and a suddenly-awake Wraith. "No... kriffing... way." His head bolts around in all kinds of directions. "Alright, where's Janson?"

[mandercommander]

Bonzo notices Corran after a fair amount of datapad reading, and wanders over to him. "M...er...Corran, how are you doing?"

[corsec_jedi]

He looks up at the familiar voice, then smiles wanly. "Bonzo. I'm doing alright, all things considered." Especially since Iella fixed my head. "How about yourself? It's been more than a short while since I've seen you around..." He waves to the seat across from him.

[mandercommander]

"Thanks." Bonzo sits down. "Long day." He sets the datapad down, and resists a strong urge to order an even stronger drink.

Corran should be able to smell that he's a little off about something.

[corsec_jedi]

Smell? No. Feel, yes. Plus, mentions of long days... it earns an eyebrow arch. "I imagine so. Feels like the weeks have been getting longer around here for me... what's going on?"

[majorinyri]

"Hi Corran." Inyri sets her own glass of Whyren's down, dressed conspiciously like a conservative teenager...something she never was. "Can I sit with you?"

[corsec_jedi]

Hs eyebrows arch in surprise. "Uh.... yeah, Inyri, absolutely. I, uh... d'ya want a drink, or anything?"

What the kriff??? What happened to... she never used to bother to ask before... not that I ever minded, but... and those clothes...

Corran could be dumbfounded. Just a little.

[majorinyri]

She raises her glass of Whyren's. "'m good."

She sits and looks out the observation window. "How have you been?"

Inane topics and small talk for the win!

[corsec_jedi]

One more thing wrong with this picture: Nyri's good???

Corran shrugs. "Well... old enemies seem to be invading a place I consider almost a second or third home. Aside that, I'm... well enough." Isard and Thyne... oh, kriff--THYNE... He watches her closely. "Everything's really okay, though?"

[twostandingby]

A hand stops the lightsaber mid-spin.

"Corran," Tycho says without preamble, sliding into the seat across from him.

[corsec_jedi]

Corran snaps out of it. That's... well, that tone of voice usually means trouble. For him or someone else, he's never sure. The fact that Tycho is now sitting across from him supports the former.

He takes a deep breath and nods. "Colonel. Been a while."

[twostandingby]

No trouble, which Tycho's next words make clear. Not unless Corran causes some for himself, anyway. "How you doing?"

[corsec_jedi]

Another long breath, before exhaling slowly. "Better. Now, at least. I had my own self worried for a while there." He nods, looking at some scratch in the table, then looks back up at his CO. "What about you?"