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Post by Darth Malificus on Nov 11, 2008 2:32:47 GMT -8
This is The Lawless Cantina. Owned by Anarchy Lawless. On the surface it seems like your pretty standard Cantina with booths, tables, and seating at the bar and Holo-displays of most Galactic sporting events at every booth, table, and the bar. As you walk in there is a sign. The sign reads
I know the name can be misleading, but here are the rules added to any and all Planet, and System wide Laws.
No Gamoreans allowed
No God wanna be's allowed
No galactic annoyances
No annoying oozing blobs, or Hutts
No killing
If a fight does break out NO WEAPONS
We reserve the right to refuse service to any one for any reason
To enforce these rules the bar-droids are programmed to serve you, or shoot you with a stun bolt and remove you.
Thank you for your patronage.
But the real business of the place is back room gambling, duels, and Black Market Trade all done in the lower levels of the building. This is also a safe house for Sith, should they all have the right code phrase.
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Post by ArticRan on Feb 17, 2009 22:39:10 GMT -8
Dreg entered the barbaric Cantina with a look of disgest at the patronage. They were filth. He saw Antcus but ignored the behemith. He would serve to elimiate the woman, while Dreg dealt with Enoch.
Hopefully the woman did enough damage to the beast to make his job easier, but he doubted it. Dreg sat himself in a booth that allowed him to watch the whole cantina best. You would never know when the test would begin.
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Post by Ascending_1 on Feb 19, 2009 8:45:30 GMT -8
Enoch entered the cantina again, noticing that the damage from his... "Meeting" with his master, Darth Malificus had been repaired already. He took in the scene and his hands curled into half-fists in agitation. He could sense power nearby, but he didn't have a free reign to take it. His eyes flitted back and forth from patron to patron, before his gaze settled on what was easily the biggest man he had ever seen in his life.
Anctus is much larger in person... He thought. Good... All the more life, all the more fight...
Walking into the cantina slowly, deliberately, Enoch continued to keep himself alert, his hand disappearing behind his swirling cloak at each step. Innocent enough in appearance, it would make stopping an attack (or launching one of his own) that much easier.
Enoch took a seat at the bar and locked eyes with the bartender, who clearly remembered his last visit. A wide grin adorned his face as he tapped the bar with his left index and middle fingers.
"Sir?" The bartender asked.
"Gal, and I'd prefer it at a temperature other than piss warm..." Enoch said, swinging around on the stool and leaning back against the bar, continuing to watch the cantina for signs of excitement or aggression. Or any clue as to why he had been ordered there by Eureka.
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Post by Darth Malificus on Feb 19, 2009 23:55:26 GMT -8
"Listen here, Just because your his pet project does not mean I won't rip you a new one, ok?" Darth Dynamis said as she handed Enoch his drink.
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Post by Ascending_1 on Feb 21, 2009 13:12:43 GMT -8
Enoch turned to give the bartender a curious look. "I'm sorry, who are you? I've never seen you before, and I have some issues with strangers who speak like they know me..." He growled, swiping the Mandalorian beer from the counter quckly. He flashed a grin at the woman and added, "Besides, isn't the customer always right?"
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Post by Darth Malificus on Feb 22, 2009 23:11:05 GMT -8
"Not on this planet they are. I am Dynamis, Darth Dynamis. Another prospect you should have to worry about. And this is our Lord's place, try not to wreck it like last time. You know how hard it is to get wroshyr wood?" she asked and then walked away. She went down to the other end of the bar and flipped a switch that turned on the server droids. Then she made her self a drink and took a seat by herself in a corner booth.
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Post by Cevlar on Feb 24, 2009 15:40:31 GMT -8
Anticus walked in through the front door, his face covered with shadows, no one seemed to notice him. He sat down at the bar and ordered a drink waiting for Darth Malificus.
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Post by Darth Malificus on Feb 26, 2009 0:23:13 GMT -8
Darth Malficus walked into the cantina. Looked at each of the people he told to meet him here.
"Let's leave." he said in a telepathic message.
Then he walked out an to the space port.
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Post by Cevlar on Mar 4, 2009 8:28:56 GMT -8
Darth Antcus looked around as he nocked back the rest of his drink, he threw down a credit chip and walked out of the cantina headed for the space port.
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Post by ArticRan on Mar 4, 2009 20:25:27 GMT -8
Dreg stood up sharply and moved silently as a ghost to the doorway. 'Finally. Soon this will be over and then I can deal with Sado.' He headed for the hangar.
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Post by Ascending_1 on Mar 5, 2009 9:48:53 GMT -8
((Enoch has left the Cantina)) [[P.S. - Sorry for the lack of actual content!  ]] |
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Post by Darth Malificus on Mar 11, 2009 2:38:39 GMT -8
Dynamis got up from her seat and walked to follow Darth Malificus.
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