Sitting motionless in almost as if in a meditative state, Suiadan became aware that his presence hadn't gone unnoticed. Intrigued by this presence he began to focus his mind to pinpoint the position of this individual.

Sensing the presence getting stronger as they got closer Suiadan slowly turned where he sat, and upon seeing the dark haired woman he removed his hood in politeness. He grinned

"Can i help you? Miss...?"

''it's a pleasure to meet you Rin Chiasa, and don't worry so far I have yet to get to know you before I can determine weather if you are an awful ditzy or not?'' I send her a playful joking smile. ''well I am an Intelligence Agent out looking for work, I have just recently become ''available'' I won't get more into that. so what's your story?''

Rin gave the man a quizzical look. "My story?" Rin chuckled slightly "Well I'm a bounty and maybe a little more if the pay is worth it." Rin put up her finger and asked for a glass of Jaar. She took a sip before opening her mouth again "Anymore of my story means telling me more of yours." She pulled down an eyelid and stuck out her tongue.

I let out a short laugh before I replied.
''Well well it seems we are both the mysterious kind and both on the lookout for work. by the way who was that lady you were chatting to before?''

"Not sure, I fill the gaps between bounty pay offs with some pick pocketing. She looked like she had a lot of creds but no such luck." Rin frowned playfully to exaggerate the loss of potential credits. Rin wasn’t the type to give potential adversaries information she had worked for. She judged he couldn’t be from the agency her guest wouldn’t have left if he was; she must have been bored by their conversation which meant she had no stake in it. Best not to go running after her like a pest she thought, might as well learn something about the competition.

Darth'Ishad walks into The Hyperion, looking around he sees quite a few people here. Wearing his Black Kath Hound robe it seemed he glided over to the bar, "Meltdown" he hissed to tha bartender. The bartender gave the kaleesh his drink and just as fast as he got it he needed another, "keep them coming" he let out another hiss.

((ALEINA))

Lighting caught the Hapan Witch's luminous red eyes as the stranger turned his head to her, the deep crimson glowing just a little brighter under the club's powerful lights.

"Can i help you? Miss...?" The man said, lowering his hood as he did so revealing him to be Human....or at least he appeared so.

Aleina smiled in response, her dark lips curling upward slightly helping to subside her usual menacing persona. Leaning sideways against the bar she rested her elbow against its metal surface, allowing her to relax her exquisite body rather than stand taught. Her free hand moved to her hip where it settled.

"I truly hope so, stranger." She said slightly coyly "I sensed you entering here and I have to say I've never come across one able to mask his....presence in some time."

She looked about her before continuing, making sure nobody was overhearing their conversation.

"You have the Force about you, but I suspect you are no Jedi." Then, in less hushed tones, she continued:

"My name is Fel." Her hand slipped elegantly from her hip and outstretched to the robed man in greeting.

Upon seeing this friendly gesture from Fel, Suiadan rose up to meet her hand, leaning slightly forward as if to bow he muttered;

"Suiadan" Releasing Fel's hand from his firm handshake he withdrew back to his seat, raising his right arm onto the bar facing Fel.

Your suspicions are correct, the Force is no stranger to me, he said in a deep confident voice. "And your suspicions are correct, my teaching come not from any Jedi, the Sith silently chuckled.

As i sense that we are not so different, he stated raising his left hand over his chin.

Kleti was tired, somehow she found this cantina and so
decided to have a drink...or maybe to celebrate.
All day on high heels, but job was done well.
An now small fortune rested in her account.
She sat near stage and ordered something
sweet and shiny.

''Fair enough. but I am afraid I must bid you farewell now, wouldn't want to take up more of your time miss. I will have a look around the Cantina. feel free to bump into me if you would like to chat more.''

I send Rin a slick smile and then I swirled round on my bar stool and took off to explore the cantina some more.

Rin gave a smirk and lifted a hand in a simple wave. She leaned forward on the bar resting her elbows on it. She traced her finger over the rim of the glass and cupped her chin in the other hand before letting out a long sigh. How do people live like this she thought as she looked around the bar. This is so boring, this place needs some violence. She glanced at the various guards and thought about her weapons sitting in the pile outside before letting out another long sigh.

A dark looking Nautolan passes through the crowd, hood draped low over his face. He's tall, well built and has a purpose to his each step. As he moves he seems to be scanning the crowd and taking in his surroundings.

As Kei'lix passes by the other cantina patrons, he slowly found his way to the stage, as he was pulling back his cloak he happened to noticed Kleti sitting near the stage, he quickly checked himself and strode over.

"Well hello beautiful, perhaps I could assist you with the problem your having with a lack of company?"

Not waiting for a response he pulls back a chair and sits down beside her, resting his arm on the back of her chair. He brushes back his bangs and smirks to her.

"Come around these parts often?"

Keilix waves for a nearby server to bring them some drinks as he returns his attention to Kleti.

“Drazzak familiar with name EPOCH. Humble serious agency. Drazzak not understand agency interested in information or art. Drazzak wrong?”

Skursir gave a meagre grin at the sound that his Agency was at least a little well known. Hiding in shadows certainly was boring when it came to impressing people, also the Trandoshan very well knew, perhaps more than most, the value of staying hidden. He pondered if it was wise to reveal so much information. He blamed his words on the intoxicating beverage by his side and subsequently batted it away with his forearm, almost making it topple. He gauged that a little more light banter about the E.P.O.C.H would do no harm, perhaps good.

"We are very much interessted in information. Knowledge iss power, iss it not?" Unable to resist the urge, Skursir lunged at the Lum with his arm and downed the remaining liquid in the glass, wiping a little which clinged to his lips. "Art... Not sso much... Unless ssomeone compelss uss to be interessted in it..."

The burly Trandoshan scratched his copper scales, which bore a red tinge, pondering his next words. Ubese were savages, he knew that much. The lesser of the race at least knew how to brawl and crack a skull. And the E.P.O.C.H needed people who could crack skulls.

"But yess... The E.P.O.C.H iss an interessting place... Perhapss you would like to work for uss?"

Kleti quickly whispers something to her bag, and removes it from the table.
"oh... sure, please join me...
just resting my feet after long travel..."
She smiles to nautolan.
"i'm first time here...and you...?"

He smiles at Kleti and sips from his drink. He inches closer trying to glance at what might be in her bag, without having much success he resides himself back into his chair.

"Me? I frequent this place, good entertainment you know, drinks can be a bit over priced compared to other places, but I make do."

Kei'lix brushes back his head tails and smiles to Kleti, he subtly looks around the room to check on the other patrons in the establishment.

"So what big adventure are you coming in from Miss?"