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Jul 20, 2007 14:40

And here's a sight.

Well, really, everything could be considered a sight. This particular sight, however, happens to be a pilot. A Corellian one with a ramrod-straight spine. He looks like... like... well, like he's going through basic again. Which, when new squad recruiting is being conducted by Wedge Antilles, you might as well be. Emotionless ( Read more... )

lara notsil, ace (pyro), asakura yoh, myn donos

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too_far_in July 20 2007, 21:55:07 UTC

She recognises him. Her hands shake slightly as she sets her glass down and tucks now-blonde hair behind her ear. He still looks so broken.

So beaten.

She gets a wait-rat to bring him a whiskey, and puts it on her tab. The one that has her name written neatly as Lara Notsil.

last_talon July 20 2007, 22:02:19 UTC

Myn blinks twice as the rat brings him a Whyren's. It's like... like it knew.

He looks around the room...and spots someone who looks familiar at the bar. Except... she was brunette, wasn't she?

Myn shrugs. People change. Hair color is often the least of it. He walks over and sits down next to her. "Thanks. I'm guessing."

too_far_in July 20 2007, 22:07:49 UTC

"You look a bit down." She says, her accent a soft country drawl. "Drinks help."

last_talon July 20 2007, 22:15:08 UTC

Okay, it's not the same girl. She didn't have that accent before.

"Well, at least I guessed right, even if we hadn't met." He pauses. "Still, thanks. You're perceptive--it's been a rough couple weeks."

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nitro_is_ace July 20 2007, 22:48:22 UTC

Ace, who is very peacably eating her supper (for once), eyes this terribly grumpy newcomer. Well, he sounds grumpy, anyway. He looks like someone shoved an iron rod up his arse.

Whoops, no he doesn't. Look, he has a real spine!

"We think so." Ace agrees, sweetly, though his comment really wasn't the sort looking for a response.

last_talon July 23 2007, 19:32:01 UTC

He Eyes her. "Good to know."

He sits down at the Bar, and a Whyren's pops up, as if Bar already knew.

didntseeit July 20 2007, 23:18:44 UTC

Ajedrez shoots him a glance. Her hair might be out (although the decided kink in her brown mane suggests that it had been tied back very recently), she's still in her work clothes - ten bodice, tight-fiting black pants and boots.

Gun on her hip.

"Oh, yes. Most people seem to think so." Her voice is quiet, refined, but that crooked smile leaves his tone in the dust as far as sarcasm goes.