Welmin's Cantina

[topshot]

"I know you're something of a half-breed, too, Dante. I can smell your half-demon blood," I stated as I knocked him off his swoop with a single thought,"And one more thing........"

 

I conjure up the most powerful anima magic and strike him with Lightning.

 

".........don't even think your powers can truly exceed mine. Your weapons and powers can't kill me that easily, unless you discover your own limits."

 

With that said, heck chains arise from the ground to bind Dante to the surface, so that he will suffer TRUE pain.

[-=DarkZero=-]

A devilish smirk floats upon Dante's face, as he arises.

 

"You've already been defeated."

My boasts,came forth in an uptight way, for that I was foolish. "I just came to enjoy a drink,friend." The smirk strengthen's as I stretched my arms out. "I don't have a problem fighting you, Hell" My head turns to the right side, as my eyes slide to the ground "I'll fight the both of you." My angst for a fight strengthens.

[Darth Rythe]

((OOC: Man WTF is going on here?, this is messed...))

[Black Knight of Keno]

"You will have to fight me before you try to defeat Rythe" Tepe says, stepping to the roof's ledge as the wind flaps his black cape.

Tepe jumped down and took his black lightsaber out and ignited the red blade. He takes his defending position and waits for Dante to attack if he attacks

[Writer]

A bumbling idiot walks into the bar and stares for a moment before muttering.

 

"I guezz thiz plaze rite one," he slurs. He slumps down in a seat and it suddenly appears that he is not as drunk as he is playing. Perhaps, he is not drunk at all.

[Flamehart]

A few bullets whiz pass Dante, as Craig steps out from the nearby hangars, his dual Desert Eagles drawn. "Well, there are others here like me. Interesting." He spun and holstered his pistols. "Let's not resort to violence here, shall we? Let's settle this over some drinks, as originally planned."

 

 

((Edit: No, my character is not ripped off yours, in fact, mine's been here awhile longer than yours, and I mean in this RP forum, not all of the forums.))

[-=DarkZero=-]

(OOC: Yeah, I know Craig, I've been in here too, as different people.)

 

Dante Turns his head to the other sharp shooter. "Hmm, People can't take a joke" I chuckle, as I looked at the partly Destroyed Swoop bike. "Man o' Man.." My attention turns to The stranger, looking at me with the drawn lightsaber. "I hope you aren't planning on using that." His hand, reaching into the backside of his waist, and returning to his side, brandeshes a Light saber hilt. "We've all been there, my friend."

[Black Knight of Keno]

"I might even use this..." Tepe said quielty and then put the lightsaber away. He turned and walked a few steps into the cantina. He turned and threw Dante's lightsaber into the nearby roof with the force. Tepe vanished into the dark cantina

[Darth Rythe]

I see my apprentice walk back into the cantina and sit down in a dark corner of the bar area.

 

I walk over to see Tepe looking quite annoyed.

 

"Is something bothering you? You handled that scene well, not everything can be resolved in violence"

 

((OOC:Hope you don't mind Tepe, I need to steal you voice box for a second.))

 

Tepe looks at me with an odd look on his face.

 

Tepe - "Master,...you just sounded like a Jedi..."

 

I eye Tepe then realise what I had really said.

"Your right, everything can be resoulved in anger and fighting!:D"

 

I see Dante start walking over to his lightsaber.

 

I gather the force and bring the saber to my hand.

"You know Dante that you could poke somebodies eye out with this thing?"

 

I snap the lightsaber in my hand and sit down to join my apprentice.

[Black Knight of Keno]

((Yeah, no prob Rythe ))

 

Tepe looked his master. He took his lightsaber into the table. "I don't know how am I going to manage in this world and why did I kill that stupid, annoying Jedi master... I just couldn't help all the anger get back inside me then. Now, my anger and hate is allmost overused" Tepe said and drank his ale.

[Writer]

Moments after the man entered the cantina, a young woman followed him and sat down across from him.

 

"You made yourself look like an idiot," she snapped at him. He shrugged.

 

"Can't please everybody," he replied, but she wouldn't accept that answer.

 

"You were supposed to get here without attracting attention!" she exclaimed and took a glance around the room. "So far, it seems that you succeeded, but there are both Jedi and Sith here. I'd imagine it won't be long before they come to see what you're all about. Since I managed to get in without arousing any eyes, they'll be surprised to see me, not something I'm eager for."

 

"Relax, Tarila," the man said. "We'll be ok."

 

"You be happy with that thought, Nom," Tarila answered. "You be happy."

 

She rose to get a drink.

[-=DarkZero=-]

((OOC: You know, I enjoy to see you guys go so much out of the way to make an unbelievable jedi/sith come into hand, then use my character? Honestly, wtf are you guys doing? A jedi doesn't have the power to go against people's will, you stupid moron, that goes for a sith too.

Mindtricks don't count for anything, if the saber is in my hand, and you throw it out of myy hand it goes against my will, WHICH ISN'T PART OF ANY OF THE SKILLS THAT A JEDI/SITH CONTAIN.

Another thing, since when Did I walk forward to my lightsaber? you stupid reject, why don't you get it correct next time, .

 

P.S/ Topshot, I want a round against you in Acadamy, so add me damnit :@

 

Edit:As well, a lightsaber is industructable to anything but another lightsaber, or something with profain force to crush it, I highly doubt a stupid Kel Dor could break it, after all, they're not really a strong race.

I mean hell, they can't even breath in oxygen, wtf is up with that?

[Flamehart]

((Don't control other characters. Bad form.))

[topshot]

(OOC: Consider it done, Dante.)

[Redwing]

((Now, now, let's not have godmoding, nor flaming XP

 

*Douses the room with water*))

[Black Knight of Keno]

((Uh... Dante... You know the powers: Force pull and Force throw. Those are the few things that Sith/jedi can do. And did Han Solo really want his blaster get into Darth Vaders hands in the cloud city. Hey come on. Now let's get on with it))

[Jase_Morden]

Jase walked over to the bar and sat on one of the stools, with a Weequay sitting next to him, "Hey," he said, the Weequay grunted, and pulled a blaster out under the bar, "Gimme your cash, outlander," he said, his voice lowered, "You put that away or you'll make a powerful adversary," replied Jase, showing the Weequay his lightsaber, it decided to put it's gun away and walked out of the bar.

[Darth Rythe]

I turn to Tepe,

"I may not be back for a while, there is someone I must see"

 

I walkout of the bar to my ship and leave the planet

[-=DarkZero=-]

And did Han Solo really want his blaster get into Darth Vaders hands in the cloud city. Hey come on. Now let's get on with it

 

OOC: Two wills were combined, and when an aninament object is being used, the force to protect isn't going against another persons will, Solo was firing, giving his will to Vader, are we understanding here?, so now, where I leave off.

 

Dante kicks the destroyed swoop bike, and walks back into the bar, throwing some credits at a dancers way.

 

"A private dance." A smirk grows on my face, as I flush myself with dirty thoughts and continue with the dancer to the back of the cantina.

[Writer]

Nom and Tarila watched Jase as he was confronted by the Weequay. Nom shook his head as the Weequay backed away.

 

"Smart move," he muttered. Tarila glared at Nom.

 

"Shut up," she hissed. The bartender came over to their table and gave an exclamation of surprise.

 

"Where did you come from?" he asked, directing his question to Tarila. She smiled sweetly.

 

"Through the door," she said pleasantly. The bartender took their order and left them alone. Tarila turned to Nom.

 

"Now look what you did!" she snapped. "And I though we were supposed to get in here unnoticed."

 

"Without arousing suspicion," Nom answered. Tarila nodded.

 

"We've arroused suspicion, I suspect," she said. She glanced around. "And we were told that this place was a good place to get a job." She shuddered. "Some place this is. I doubt we could get any mercenary/assassin jobs here."

 

"You might be surprised," Nom answered. "This place is well known for its peaceful atmosphere, a place where sworn enemies can sit next to each other without fear."

 

"It's changed," Tarila snorted. She motioned to Jase and the Weequay, and then to Dante and his fight. "Fights are all over the place. How many employers are going to come here?"

 

Nom left that question unanswered.

[Jase_Morden]

Jase ordered a Jawa Juice and looked around, "Ahh, thank you," he said, as the bartender served his drink.

[Darth Rythe]

OOC: Calm dow Dante, it's just a story.

 

I walk into the bar and see everybody sitting around.

 

I notice Nom and Tarila sitting in the corner.

 

"I sence that you are searching for a job. Would you be willing to do a job for me? saves me the trouble."

[Writer]

Nom grinned at Tarila, as if saying 'I told you so'.

 

"What kind of job?" he asked.

 

"And how much are you willing to pay?" Tarila added.

[Black Knight of Keno]

Tepe walks throught the door leading from the training rooms to the bar. He stops and looks at his master from the shadows. He wached his master speak to the mercenaries and then left to train. He battled for maybe an hour with fifteen droids. Five at a time he battled and was completely bruised when he made the last slice on the last droids head that fell off. He breathed heavily and sat down on a bench next to the door leading to the bar. He waited for his master to finish whatever he was doing.

[Joetheeskimo]

Kilmor stumbles in and leans against the wall for a second before falling into a seat, catching his breath.

 

"Stupid gangs," he muttered, taking a swig from his Correlian ale. ((Excuse the sp ))