The Contagiously Convoluted Cantina

[Heero Treys]

"Watch you tongue, Jedi. I am no joke." he said as he turned to face her.
"I have no feud with you at the moment, I am sure you want to keep it that way." he said and then took a drink from his bottle, one of his bio-mechanical finger over the E that was on the side of the bottle.

((Sith Reaction to a jedi = Warning lol))

[Thera Quyen]

"Do I look like I'm afraid of you, Sith?" Thera's eyes flashed gold for a moment as she raised her head, then faded back to their regular color as she lifted an eyebrow and kicked out the chair across from her. "Sit down, have a drink. After all, this is a fairly... civilized location."[/font][/size]

[Jet Almeara]

Jet breezed through the cantina doors like she owned the joint...which was fitting since she did. A quick glance over the patrons revealed Thera...someone she knew simply from intell, she had after all spent more then a little time chatting to Mercy about chase and his cohorts when the girl decided to sneak off to Corellia.

A second force user was in house and though she didn't know him she wasn't too worried about his presence...not much worried Jet, neither did she stop to consider why a sith and a Jedi appeared to be having a conversation..with the Jedi inviting the Sith to a drink. It was the CCC...things like that happened.

Accepting the usual from the bartender..who had hurried to fix the drink the moment she came in Jet made her way not to her typical table..but to one filled with a quartlet of men - one the well known Devlin Archer - CEO of Dangerous Waves the other three held the bearing of soldier's..or atl east mercenarys. Joining them she kept her gaze on the room occasionally offering comments towards the conversation as needed. She was merely killing time before Taaru's com.

[Heero Treys]

"Your a brave one." he said as he noted some one entering the cantina. Her presence was that of a fairly strong force user. Another to keep an eye on. He thought since he could not make out which side of the spectrum she was on.
"What business does a Jedi have with a Sith?" he asked as he sat down, leaving his mechanical arm on the table pointed at her. He took another drink of his beer.

[Thera Quyen]

"A Jedi knows no fear," she said in response to his comment on her bravery, giving Jet a slight nod over her drink. She knew about the head of the DJO from her grandmother, though she didn't think Jerle had reciprocated the information. Thera could have used some of her grandmother's charm right now, and did her best to mimic the older woman's manner, a picture firmly in her mind of her grandmother with her omnipresent cigarra and glass of Wyren's Reserve. "It's only a drink. Not afraid of me, are you?"[/font][/size]

[Heero Treys]

"With out fear there is no bravery." he replied to her comment that Jedi know no fear.
"I am not afraid of you. But I do wonder why you want to have a drink with me. Don't the Jedi forbid any relation with The Sith be it out side of trying to turn us?" he asked as he ran his finger around the E on his bottle and then took a drink from it.

[Thera Quyen]

"Maybe that's what I'm after. A conversion." Thera took a deep drink of the whiskey, still trying to project the mental image of her grandmother. "On the other hand, maybe I just wanted to buy you a drink. Not illegal here on Corellia to buy a stranger a drink. Not yet at least."[/font][/size]

[Heero Treys]

"Conversion? Ha! My brother thought the same way. I'll tell you the same thing I told him when he took my arm, hand, and legs. I won't go back. They Jedi hold a... stagnant view of the force." He said calmly as his mechanical fingers tapped the table in rhythm.
"But if it is a drink your after I suppose I could not disappoint a lady." he said as he motioned to the bartender for another round.
He guarded his mind and thought
Maybe she could be useful.
"So you know a Jedi named Kane Treys?" he asked, his mind still guarded against any intrusion.

[Thera Quyen]

"There are Jedi and then there are Jedi; those that I have dealt with have been both the most and least open minded people you could ever hope for... or ever dread." Tilting her head slightly, Thera looked into his eyes, purposely keeping her own Force tendrils secured firmly around herself. "Some could say the same of the Sith, hopelessly bound by their religion and traditions. Bound by the titles of the Lords. I dealt with a Sith once, considered herself the Lord of Betrayal. She was short sighted and confined by her title; in the end it cost her her life, her power, everything."[/font][/size]

[Jet Almeara]

Although partially consumed by the conversation around her Jet none the less took the time to quirk an eyebrow at Thera for the "not illegal to buy a stranger a drink yet" comment before turning back to her group.

Most of the men were discussing tactics..Devlin wasas usual trying to get her to sign something or another...and making veiled comments about an addition to her expedition team. THough she'd already specified people for most of the roles Devlin felt extra precautions were necessary in light of Taaru's fun little addition. Devlin was a worrier..he always thought extra precautions were necessary. Sighing slightly she finally gave him her full attention.

"Fine Dev I'll take extra..you, you and you...just got promoted. Orders to follow"

she pointed around the table at the three mercs sitting with them - they were good men, she'd worked with them before.

"Now..lets drink"

Ordering a second round Jet leaned back in her chair and absently played with the ice in her drink as she watched the cantina.

[Heero Treys]

"A Title is a rank and nothing more, it is still up to said person to do what there rank permits and what it demands. To have your title take over you is... a grave mistake. I agree. But I am looking for either something to kill my boredom, or one specific Jedi. Either way I am within my boundary. But then again, you did not answer my question. Do you know Kane Treys?" he asked again.

[Thera Quyen]

"Can't say that I do, no. But then again, there are so many Jedi..." she let that tidbit sit in the air for a moment as she took another sip of her whiskey. "You want to kill your boredom? Try Dromund Kaas, word is that it's gone completely wild since Darth Traya died."[/font][/size]

[Heero Treys]

"Is this a job, Jedi?" he asked as he was thinking that this just took a turn for business.
"If it is, may I ask you name? Business partners should know each others names, no?" he asked
"Heero Treys is my name." he said with a salute of his bottle and then took a drink.

[Thera Quyen]

"Consider it more a suggestion; I do my own dirty work, but if you'd like to tag along, by all means." She struggled with herself for a moment, then turned her golden stare full on him. "The name's Thera Quyen, Jedi Healer." For now, anyways.[/font][/size]

[Heero Treys]

"Hmmm. Well it aint a hit, so I don't make no money. But I don't know this Dromund Kaas. I did not know Traya either. So I could. But what has this Kaas done that would the Jedi want him dead and not the Sith?" he asked with a smirk.
"If he is causeing some other Sith some trouble then I wouldn't have heard of it, but other then what I have to do they don't tell me nothing." he said and then took the last drink from his beer and motioned to the bartender for another. Then his comm link beeped.
"One second. I have to take this." he said as he reached for in his pocket for it.
"What?" he said into it.
the device beeped a few times, it was his astromech droid.
"Okay, R9 good. You know what to do." he said and then turned off the link and put it back in his pocket.
"Just my droid telling me my ship is resupplied." he said