Rin bowed graciously and followed Aleina to the bar.

((ALEINA))

The two women approached the bar to the right of the stage, toward the Draethos pouring drinks who seemed to have his hands full with quite a crowd waiting to be served.

As the Hapan woman approached some people parted instinctively to make room not quite sure why they did it while others - specifically newcomers - were yanked out of the way by some of the regulars to let Rin and her through.

Taking the time to turn to one of the regulars with a respectful nod Aleina made a point of saying thankyou, a firm believer that a kind word and a swift kick goes a lot further in people's memory than just a swift kick.

"I'll have another glass of Bespin Port please Xim and my friend here will have a...." She said to the barman who had just finished serving.

She turned her attentions to the pink-haired Bounty Hunter who instead of speaking nodded toward an orange-red bottle on the counter.

"....Flameout."

As the drinks were being prepared she turned to Rin and leant on the bar, her elbow propping her up as she looked at her.

"So a Bounty Hunter eh?" She began with a sly smile. "Where did you pick up such a profession? Hutta? here on Coruscant perhaps?"



((GIDEON))

Making his way into the heart of the club the Bounty Hunter's mood was decidedly dampened. He got on with almost all members of the Agency with a few exceptions. His employer, from the rare sightings he got of him, was a bit on the creepy side but kept to himself which suited him just fine. Chief Operative Fel was a different matter entirely. He'd not trusted that smooth-talking @%&# from the day she appeared in his apartment and nothing he'd seen since had changed his opinion. Sure she was pretty, gorgeous in fact; but so were many of the most deadly predators in the Galaxy and he sure as frak wouldn't sit down at a table with one.

Initially he headed toward the bar to the right of the stage but it seemed fate was happy to laugh at him tonight, within seconds he caught sight of the one woman he was trying to avoid, talking to a comely Human with bright pink hair. Deciding that he wasn't in the mood for a confrontation he altered his course to the opposite bar, closely keeping an eye on the Hapan woman to make sure he wasn't spotted.

In fact he kept a little too close an eye on her, not being as mindful of his surroundings as he could be. Almost colliding with a large man at the end of the bar in full combat armour except for a helm, Gideon performed a bizarre dance-like action to remain upright before viewing the man more closely. He looked Human but his face was not the usual battlefield of scars and cuts he'd expect from someone who was quite obviously in a dangerous line of work. From the way he wore the armour Gideon could see he was no stranger to wearing it which meant he was either very lucky, or very skilled not to have any tell-tale signs of battle injuries.

"Ah, sorry Spacer.." He said apologetically. "Didn't mean to tread on your toes there."

Stretching out a hand in greeting, he continued.

"Names' Larrs, Gideon Larrs."

Rin stared into her drink lost for a moment in her memories. She lifted it to her mouth taking a small sip but eagerly devouring the odor of the beverage. "I was trained on Tatooine, by a friend." The memory of Jaleer was bitter-sweet usually Rin was happy to think of the man, but for whatever reason his memory this time brought with it a terrible sadness. Rin noticed the distance of her voice and snapped herself out of it. "Ever since then I've been trained by the galaxy; there's never a shortage of travel in my business." Rin crossed her legs and leaned against the bar, the flameouts had begun to catch up with her. Usually she didn't drink so much especially when looking for a job. Damn a stupid decision on my part to go with more alcohol Rin suddenly became aware of her slouching and adopted a more lady-like posture. Rin gazed into the sith's eyes, there was something troubling about them, yet they had a look that seemed very familiar.

I walked up to the large entrance doors and pushed them open. A large room greeted my eyes but I was unsure as were I should go. I walked round a bit until I gave up and placed myself at the nearest bar. beside me were two women standing and talking.
''I hope I am not interrupting but I am new here and was wondering if any of you know which of the drinks are good?''
I then send them both a curved smile and a slight wink with my blood red eyes.

Rin looked at the man that had approached them, Ah, what luck! she thought. "You can have my drink, there's only a small sip missing but I'm afraid I've had too much already." Rin slid the flameout towards the man. "I hope a woman's lips aren't too much of a deterent for you to drink."

Despite having felt the pain of being tread on, Cassus remained quite motionless. He slowly motioned his head upwards while the eternal stranger — ‘Larrs’ — apologised. 

“S'alright,” he replied. His one-word reply would probably have been taken as a gesture of arrogance, he thought, so it was best to correct this. This man could be ranked anywhere in the authority of the Agency and so it was best not to bring about a bad first impression to anyone. Even if he was of a similar level to himself.

He shook the man's hand; “Cassus Diventor. My first time here,” he added. “Nice place, nice place. Not bad at all. Maybe a little bit too warm for my own liking. Always been more partial to the cold myself. This could have something to do with this,” he said, releasing his hand from the firm handshake and pointing at his armour. He laughed, although his someone strained voice made it seem more like a wheeze than a laugh. A good comparison would be an old accordion. The bounty hunters’ somewhat tired and rough voice came from an injury he had sustained only hours earlier, and although he had physically recovered instantly, he required rest. A good opportunity to visit the front of his own new employer.

He was unsure of whether or not this man was a member of the Agency, and so was formulating a strong lie that he could employ in the event he was asked what he did. He was also unsure if an Agent would make themself known. Not that Cassus would recognise a face.

Cassus needed the man to speak again, so he seemingly innocently lowered both hands to waist-height and got ready to press the recording button, as to record a sample of his speech. The problem with this was the explanation that it often entailed, but he had already created an excellent cover story to maintain the façade of full ability. He moved his left hand upwards, motioning to a chair across from him for the unknown colleague to have a seat.

“You a regular here?” he asked in his unique voice, clicking the button as he completed the sentence. The back- ground noise was not a problem and would be filtered rather easily. Cassus looked at him expectantly, waiting for a reply.

[OOC: Lunarwolf, I may as well tell you here I will not be taking part in the RP Missions as I don't have Steam, and I'm on Linux and not Windows so I can't just download it. Sorry! Also, l am aware that I over-used the word 'he'. I'll correct this in future RP replies.]

The drink slid over the desk and I grabbed it with my hand. I send the women a curved scoundrels smile as I replied her.
''Ohh on the contrary miss, and thanks a bunch for the drink, but just out of curiosity what's in it? cus I wouldn't want to get poisoned.''
as i saied that I send her a teasing wink.

((GIDEON))

In other circumstances the Corellian may have noticed the movements of the man as slightly more than casual, but he had alot on his mind and wasn't at this most perceptive. Instead he seemed to relax a little after realising he'd not unduely offended the Bounty Hunter who had called himself 'Cassus'.

"Pleasure to meet ya," he said with a nod and a slight smile. Motioning toward an empty stool next to the armoured man he continued:
"Mind if I?.."
When he got the simplest of nods from Cassus to indicate the seat wasn't taken, Gideon sat himself down and sighed as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

"I guess you could call me a regular here, yeah. Been coming to this place a few years now; its a good crowd."

Spinning around on the stool to face the bar, Gideon looked among the various drinks on offer before turning back to Cassus.

"Listen, I managed to - quite literally - put my worst foot forward before. Least I can do is buy you a drink.... what'ya having?"



((ALEINA))

Considering stepping in for a moment, the Hapan instead chose to remain silent and observe the two as they conversed.
The newcomer certainly seemed bold, probably used to getting what they want when they wanted it. Rin seemed comfortable enough being approached in such a manner, and Aleina saw no reason to include herself into the conversation unless she was invited.

On another night or in another place she might have seen her conversation being interrupted as an insult, something which tended to end in the demise of the insultee. Tonight she was in a good mood though and a lot had gone on; she had diffused a situation between her employer and a possible business alliance and had managed to get to speak to Keel, a Bounty Hunter she had been waiting to meet for some time.

Things were going well tonight, deaths were probably unnecessary for her continued enjoyment of the evening.

Rin reached for her weapon only to discover the empty space where it had been, she continued to move her hand until it was on her hip hoping the movement wasn't noticed. I suppose he'll have to get away with that comment tonight. She tried to sneak a glance at Aleina to gauge her reaction to the statement, Was it common for patrons to poison one another in this place? "Poison? oh my, that would be awful" Rin looked into the man's eyes timidly "I think you've misjudged me, I would never do something so violent to anyone" Rin contemplated breaking the glass and stabbing it through his neck; it’s probably not wise to start trouble here, especially not in front of that sith. Rin controlled herself feigning innocence, she would have to play along with the man before she could talk to Fel about any potential business. "It’s just a flameout, it’s a little too strong for me I think." Rin gave the man a cheerful smile.

I made a short laugh as I spoke.
''Well the poison was merely meant as a joke. I don't expect a lovely women like yourself to go around poisoning people for fun. ohh and were are my manners.''
I reached out with my right hand at her.
''I am Krum Gax, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance miss?''

Meanwhile, a dark figure entered through the doors, a cloak worn from the shoulders and hood covering his face, this surely stated that this man was a sith. Inspecting his surroundings Suiadan spotted the bar and began walking over ignoring the other patrons focused on getting his beverage.

Taking a seat, looking at the bartender he uttered two words;

"Tarul wine"

"Chiasa, Rin Chiasa" Rin shook the hand given to her "Oh you must think I'm awfully ditzy, of course you were joking. I'm sorry like i said, I've probably had too much to drink for my own good." Rin leaned on her elbow against the bar "So Mr. Gax, what brings you to the Hyperion?"

((GIDEON))

With a relaxed shrug at Cassus who turned down the offer of the drink, Gideon went to attract the barman's attention to get a drink but stopped himself when the Bounty Hunter to his side beat him to the punch.

"Excuse me! Oi!"

The barman - who Gideon has only seen a few times before, a new guy in fact - turned with an angry look on his face at being interrupted, but his expression lightened when he saw Larrs.

"What can I gets yous?" he said with a strong accent and a wide grin.

"I'll just have a Corellian Ale, yeah? put it on the tab." Gideon said as the barman nodded an acknowledgement and turned back around to make the drink. Gideon did the same, swinging his stool round to face the heaving crowd and the club in general.

"No offence, but I take it you're not a regular then, pal?" The drink was slid next to his arm by the Balosar barman and Gideon mearly gave a thumbs up to say thanks without turning round.

"Can't say I've seen you around and I'm pretty good with faces. So, you just passin' through or here on work?"

****

((ALEINA))

Placing a hand on Rin's shoulder that was icy cold, the Hapan woman waited for the Bounty Hunter to turn and face her before speaking, those red eyes of hers unblinking and almost as cold as her touch.

"I see you have your hands full, Miss Chiasa." Her words were calm and quiet yet still stangely audible as if a dampening field surrounded the three.

"I will be here for a while yet, please feel free to seek me out when you are done here."

With only the slightest of nods to the pair, Aleina departed and walked among the crowd toward the stairs leading up to the next level. It was then that she sensed it: an unusual disturbance in the Force, a ripple of sorts that was so hidden that she almost missed it. Looking around she searched the crowds for one talented enough to mask their Force-signature with such skill. By quietening her mind she found him, a man wearing a long dark cloak and hood who had just taken up a seat at the other end of the bar she had just walked away from.

What's this? she thought to herself in an almost playful manner as her curiosity got the better of her and she approached the man....

Rin was seething with hatred, weeks of planning and gathering information to make an impression now gone in a flash; undone by one variable. Now I'll seem weak, stupid, unable to diffuse even the simplest of situations.Rin sighed, Well what can I do about something that’s already happened? Rin looked towards Gax, "Its hard hu?" she let her head fall to the bar making a dull thud. "First impressions always freak me out, I suppose I’m not very good with them. I think: should I be polite, rude, quite, loud, friendly, shy, angry or calm?" She turned her head to face Gax her teeth in a wide smile "The smaller cantinas are better you can just go in talk to the person, if someone else comes along you can blast um. BANG!" she brought her fist down on the bar to emphasis the sound "awesome, less civilized places are always so much better." Rin let out a long sigh "But we aren't there hu? No we're in a fancy place with fancy snobs; if you shoot someone in the head here everyone screams like it’s the end of the world." Rin continued to stare at Gax smiling cheerfully.