Second Meeting Slot [D1|ME]

[Meiyokashi]

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Mara and Sera take a moment to the side to converse with one another while Mylar sits at the focal point. With a datapad in hand he appears to half listen and half work on something else and yet any attempts to catch him slacking fail as he seems perfectly capable of tracking both.

[Tenzing]

Tenzing slipped nonchalantly through the streets avoiding much scrutiny. He was at home here. The city went about its business and let him do his own thing. Little fuss was made as he entered the Hangout and passed through whatever pre-screening they'd set up.

A polite nod for those gathered. "So. You called." His eyes settled on Sera, softening at the corners as he smiled briefly. "What's up?"

[Nimbo Toda]

Having received a message from Mylar suggesting attendance, Nimbo showed up at what they had calculated to be the precise time to be "fashionably late". He wasn't positive if this was the type of thing one should be fashionably late for, or if those calculations were even correct, but they were the best he could do with the data collected thus far on the subject.

[Leah kuso]

Leah, hands in her pockets, walked into the meeting location with an air of calm about her. Giving those she passed nods and smiles as she did so.

[Jyrvess Ertil]

Another figure soon arrived, an off-worlder no less. Dressed in the simple attire of a traveler.

Jyrvess slipped into the hangout with little fuss, taking the moment to inspect who else might be here. Leah was known to her, though for the moment she didn't acknowledge it...no point casting suspicion on the pair of them if the locals were mistrustful.

The former spy was pretty good at keeping a poker face but she had to blink and do a double take at the sight of Nimbo. The person was very much in the uncanny valley territory.

The scruffy form of Tenzing also brought a more subdued double take, that face was familiar to her. It took a moment before she realized why. Tenzing was after all wearing what had been one of the most famous visages in the galaxy not that long ago.

Finally her attention shifted to the ones who had called the meeting.

[The SCaT Droid]

Another figure joins, making sure to announce itself before entering the room. "Greetings, I was told that this group seeks to ease the troubles on Bellionas?"

[Phroth Lissken]

In the corner of the room, the looming figure of the Seeker stood. His arms folded across his broad chest, cloak over his form. The vicious edge of the spear blaster catching some of the light. He exuded that aura of death, in the center of a storm.

Calm was also there, a certain sense of peace.

The Karkarodon watched, waiting to see what would be done.

[Zimrzala Skalirz]

Between what little information Rowena and Yerven had managed to give her about Bellionas, some few conversations on the Ferry and the short time she'd had on the planet since going through customs, Zimrzala had heard enough to have at least an idea of where to find some of those who she thought were responsible for the something going on that her friends had mentioned.

Flowing head-tendrils notwithstanding, the quiet demeanor of the robed figure was enough to avoid calling much attention as she entered the ruined department store and made her way to where some were gathered.

She could feel the anxiety in the air as she got closer to the back of the store. She was looking for hope, but she felt maybe more anger.

The Mikkian sighed. She thought she could understand why... but it still worried her.

Reaching whatever screening they had set up, she presented herself to them and then to those gathered as she entered.

"Evening folks... I've heard there was hope to be found in Bellionas. I hope I've come to the right place?"

[Raven Cadera]

Quietly, a tall woman followed behind Jyrvess. A headwrap concealed her face except her vigilant blue eyes, and a cloak concealed most of her figure. She certainly seemed like a bodyguard of sorts.



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OOC: busy at work. Just dropping Raven in here now. Will respond to stuff later.

[Nimbo Toda]

Nimbo sneezes. It's not quite right. It feels a bit like canned laughter or a sarcastic gasp as though it was intentional and entirely self contained.

Asking the group in general, he speaks up. "Was that accurate? It's the first time I've had my sneezing subroutine active so I'm not sure how well it works."

[Jyrvess Ertil]

Ahh a droid, it made more sense now...but was still no less creepy. "Not quite, but its not something I can demonstrate on command." Jyrvess replied.

Her eyes moved to the others who had joined, the sight of the looming Phroth actually put her mind at ease. Though as with Leah, Jyr didn't do any overt action to show they knew one another.

"I would like to think there is hope everywhere in the galaxy, even if it is currently masked by the looming shadow of fear." She nods to Skarliz, then toward the more obvious droid, "I suppose that will depend on what one thinks of as help."

Finally her attention returns to Nimbo, a wry smile on her features.

[Zimrzala Skalirz]

Nimbo sneezes. It's not quite right. It feels a bit like canned laughter or a sarcastic gasp as though it was intentional and entirely self contained.

Asking the group in general, he speaks up. "Was that accurate? It's the first time I've had my sneezing subroutine active so I'm not sure how well it works."

It's the Mikkian's head tendrils unconsciously and slowly moving in the opposite direction of the... - Man?...- that signals there's some unease coming from her side. The woman adjusts them back inside the hood of her robe, then takes a small step to the side, then looks towards the odd person.

She was still a bit unsure what to think. Growing up in Bakura, she wasn't used to most any sort of droids at all, but this was... Something else?

"Calm be on your spirit", she says with the Kurtzen's usual short prayer for health, nodding respectfully while keeping a neutral expression in spite of her discomfort and curiosity. "It's... Probably the dry weather, eh?", She adds, not really commenting on the 'subroutine' part.

She then nods to the other woman, a smile blooming on her lips despite her serious expression.

[The SCaT Droid]

"I don't know much about sneezing, but I do have a bit of experience in spitting." The droid tilts its head a bit to the left, then lowers its facial comlink a little before letting out a jet black wad into the center of a crushed cup on the ground. "After the first 10 years past expected use, you really start to get problems."

[Deonis Harik]

In a different brooding corner Deonis leaned against a wall armored as he always was the large man scanned the room, his expression was impossible to read with the helmet on but he seemed to linger on the twi'lek and karkodon longer than everyone else. But said nothing for now simply kept an eye on unfamiliar faces. An imposing looking vibrosword sat against the wall next to him the weapon altogether taller than many adult humans, the blade in the ground and the pommel coming up to his shoulder.

[Tenzing]

Giant shark. Couple of bodyguard types. An armoured thug. Plus a bunch of folks who wouldn't look out of place in a shady cantina bar.

It was quite the group. The spitting B1 received a raised eyebrow for its trouble. It had been a while since he'd last had to blast a battle droid in the face at close range. Hopefully that wasn't about to change.

Catching 'the look' from Jyrvess he gave a friendly nod before turning back to their hosts. "Guess you weren't going for unobtrusive after all." He flashed a wry smile at Sera.

[Phroth Lissken]

Already the brief nightmare on the trip over by the droid, but now, there was something more. As he glanced across the room, Phroth saw it. The face of horror, that even after his time with Tux and the Squad, it always sent is heart racing, and that instinct to run. That familiar face that still haunted him.

His spine prickled, as he stood a little taller, looking at the familiar face of Tenzig, yet he didn't move. Only tried to remember his teachings, to not be the scared boy in the depths of Mon Cala again.

[The SCaT Droid]

Big guy scared by an older man who looks like he is about to retire from the force? When he was quick to hold a hydrospanner as a weapon to face the droid? There's gotta be something about the man, but what exactly? (Fluff perception roll or can we just tell Tenzing is a clone?)

[Sera]

Giant shark. Couple of bodyguard types. An armoured thug. Plus a bunch of folks who wouldn't look out of place in a shady cantina bar.

It was quite the group. The spitting B1 received a raised eyebrow for its trouble. It had been a while since he'd last had to blast a battle droid in the face at close range. Hopefully that wasn't about to change.

Catching 'the look' from Jyrvess he gave a friendly nod before turning back to their hosts. "Guess you weren't going for unobtrusive after all." He flashed a wry smile at Sera.

"We're taking what hands are offered," she said, giving a half shrug. Turning from Mara and hers discussion for the moment. Turned to Tenzing she gave a half smile, which was more than most got with the sole exception of Mara. "Need hands that are willing to help set up the station for now so any pairs of hands will do."

[Meiyokashi]

[OOC: Mara's address.]

[The SCaT Droid]

"I can help with both the mechanics and some night watches."