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Thesys is a small planet which became something of a haven for criminals, pirates, murderers, and all forms of life that are not tolerated in other parts of the universe.

There are no laws, there are no protecting forces, and pretty much anything goes whether it be drugs, gambling, prostitution, death matches, and so on. It is, however the best place to hide, as no one asks who you are, where you've been, or what you've done. Those of Thesys guard their own, as they have their own secrets to be keeping as well.

The only form of government goes by the name of The Matron. She makes no laws, but she protects Thesys from all the other organizations who would like to clean up the crime hole by way of a loophole in the Triadic code. The Matron is the host body for the last surviving natural born Thesian, a small parasitic like creature. With careful arguments, and the assassination of most visiting lawyers, the Matron successfully sealed a sort of sanctuary for Thesys, which would remain unbroken so long as she and the last living Thesian stayed on the planet. Although not an official governing force, what the Matron says, usually goes, and some have said she makes the occasional visit in the night to those who would stand against her, and slits their throats.

For the most part, the Matron remains hidden away from people, the list to see her running months long. It is possible to get in to visit with The Matron, though, on account that the visitor hands over a rare or interesting book that isn't already in the Matron's extensive collection.

Ghost hangin at the bar looks up at his drink as he slowly rocks back and fourth his eyes slowly focus in. He moves one hand in to snatch his drink but it goe right through it so he tries the other and he still can get it so he stares for a few more seconds trying again to get his drink in hand.
"I caaaannnnn't graaaab my drrrink. My just goes through it all wierd like. Come here you!" He talks a little slow his voice raised slightly as he waves his hand through the beverage. e looks around with a dumb smirk seeing if anyone else is havin his problem then goes back to concentrating "Get in my hands I wanna drink you, you ghost drink that I can't touch"

(awesomeness and ghostly drinks)

Looking up at the nice stranger he smiles crookedly and reaches for the glass she slide over. "Thank you lady very nice of you." His hand passes right through it and he simply drops his head onto the bar lifts it up and bangs it against the bar again repeating this process a couple more times before trying again "Okay come on get in my hand no no. These ghosty drinks are killing me I tells you what."

The bar, busy as it was, was easy enough for Durendal ((And I'm assuming Tu)) to slip into easily. In contrast to Durendal's usual getup of his red and gold phoenix-like armor, he wore a basic, dirty spacer's jumpsuit, his white hair pulled back into a tight braid, and a dirty hat on his head.

Pen nodded, "Yes, I'm talking to you." She slipped back down into the stool assuming the man was just a hologram of some sort, and turned her attention back to the bar, searching for dark hair or red eyes, and finding nothing.

She did however, catch the white braid of a man slipping into the crowd, which in itself wouldn't have been significant, except for the golden brown curls on the woman who followed behind him. At first she suspected Syx, but then corrected herself, noting the way the woman walked, and the cut of the woman's clothes, Tu.

Tu took the offered hand, and followed with him, recognizing Pen as they approached her. "It's been a while." Tu said, quiet enough that it wasn't broadcasted to too many ears, but not too quiet it would be mistaken for anything other than a casual conversation.

Pen turned her gaze away from Ghost and nodded. "Glad to see neither of you have been picked up." Pen paused, slightly. "Sorry about your sister."

Tu closed her eyes briefly and shook her head. "We'll fix things."

"So what brings the two of you to Thesys?" Pen asked Durendal and Tu. "Just escaping out of view, or...other matters?"

(forgetful people)

Ghost goes back to the drink grabbing his and the one pen slide over and drank both. Standing up swaying slightly having to hold onto the bar and shake his head a few time to get his bearings. "Everything is waving... wow" He stand there for a few more seconds then stumbles off into a wall.