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 Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:40 pm
Rathen took his beer and was about to take a sip when he felt the eyes of the guy sitting back in his chair watching him. He looked over saw the hat and choked on his laughter, turning back to the bartender and calming down. Re-gaining his composture he smiled to the bartender and picked up his glass and nodded.
"I think I've found myself a new friend!"
He said cheerly getting up with his beer and walking over to the stranger and sat down oppisite of him.
"Hi, sorry about the whole snorting fit over there, I was just trying not to laugh at your hat. Hey do they sell any of those near here? cuz really thats a funny hat and it be cool if the stores had one of those fuzzy beer holder ones too. You know beer is ok for the most part, not a nice as soda but still ok. After all Soda has more fizz to it, did I tell you about the fizz I mean it's awsome how it tickles your nose and stuff and makes you snort."
Rathen picked up his beer and took a swig suddenly spruting in out right at the stranger. He slammed his glass down, an action that caused the handled of the glass to snap off, and looked at the bartender.
"what are you selling beer or donkey piss!"
He shouted at the burly man. standing up and bumping the table over.
"Oh sorry about that..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 10:19 pm
The man who was spit on jumped up, it seemed as if eerybody else did, but he stopped mid-draw of his weapon. He laughed at the newcomers comment, and the whole bar started laughing, except for the bartender. "Glass expensive, you pay for it, and donkey piss!" The man in the hat just laughed harder, and his hat fell off, revealing his black hair. He had two large pieces of bangs, but the rest of his hair was tied back in a padawan's style of ponytail. The man stood, and brushed off his cloak, and smiled. "Noone's been able to get me to laugh in years, kid." He picked up his hat, and waiped away a tear. He had the appearance of a Western villian, the rugged beard and all. He went to the bartemder, and lay down his datapad. "I'll pay for the kid, Maccu."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 10:26 pm
The bartender wasn't the only one not laughing as Rathen put an elbow on the table and rested his head on his hand sulking.
"God Damn... I was hopeing for a bar fight not some laughing halfwit"
He sighed.
"I can obviously tell, from my first day here, Earth is going to be one boring place..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 11:27 pm
"Boring, mate? I quite disagree." He had a funny accent. The only one found exclusively on Earth. Australian. "We've got hun'ing, figh'ing, Hell, we even got war. Look over to them damn Africans. Righ' now they down theyer slittin' eachother's throats for them crystals. Ever since they made one of these beauts." He pulled back his cloak, and pulled out a genuine lightsaber. It had a rather thick handle, but looked functionable. He clicked the button, and turned it on, the red beam coming out a little shorter than a standard beam, but nonetheless an actual beam. "Evuh since Earth as gotten into this intergalactic bunk, we been trying to make these. We just 'appened to 'ave 'em, righ' in the heart of Africa." He shut down the saber, and holstered it. "The richest eyes in the world are looking for these they are, and the jedi don't even know about it yet, it's the perfect way to get some free credits." He chuckled in his foreign way. "Though, once you been to Africa, you never wanna go back. Them damn natives burned everything to find these little crystals."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:13 am
"hmm well I take it your the trusting sort, assumeing I'm not just going to turn around and run off to tell the jedi, and this Af-eri-ca sounds like it would be slightly more intresting then here...."
Rathen smiled and stood up looking thoughtful.
"so tell me.... mate... how do I get to this Af-eri-ca?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 1:31 pm
"It's about a quarter around the world from here, unless you know the right bunch, you ain't going to get their 'cus the civil war an' whatnot." He sat on a barstool, suddenly looking tired. "I can get you there, but there is someone you need to talk to first."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:54 pm
"hopefully not the barkeep... cuz last I checked he didn't seem to fond of me...."
Rathen sighed standing up and looking over at the burly man.
"ahh well I'm all for meeting new people..."
Breifly the thought of meeting the person who sent him here flashed though his mind but it got quickly lost amost the clutter.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 10:04 pm
The man laughed rauciously. "No, he is as dumb as a rancor, and just as vicious. The man I speak of is more intelligent than even me self, I bet. 'is name is Sensei Theyo. He's quite the man, he is. He gave me my little joey 'ere." He patted his lightsaber. "If he wishes to see you, he'll tell ya. Give me your comm transmission location, and wait for me to call." He grinned foolishly. "Oi, and they call me Outtie. You'll figure out why later." He held out his datapad to recieve his comm information.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 7:22 am
After a few moments Rathen finished transfering his data information and scratched his head.
"I hate waiting for people to call me... its always so irritateing..."
Sighing Rathen headed for the exit.
"well Outtie, I'm gone then..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 12:44 pm
"Watch your back kid, I'm a wanted man. beyond all things, don't let anyone recieve that comm transmission, got it?" He smiled lopsidedly. "I doubt you'll stir up any trouble though, eh?" He laughed brassly, and turned back to the bar.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:59 pm
Rathen rolled his eyes and turned looking back at Outtie with a skeptical look.
"what for?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:58 pm
"It's sarcasm, mate, it's about all Earth's good at other than killing." He raised a vial from in his coat, and drained it. "Ah, and drinks. we got the best." He returned the vial, and entered a conversation with another patron in a hushed voice.
thousands of lightyears away, Iri recieved information that Rathen had already arrived. "s**t." He said softly. He had been trying to get more recruits, but must return post-haste with him on Earth.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:02 pm
"Approach on Gir'Ju, copy?" Jedi Master Arak Jedo's voice broke the silence between the three masters. His small Jedi starfighter, pale yellow with age, was in a slow vector towards the Sith's homeplanet. HE wanted a roger from his fellows before finalizing his landing vector.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 11:32 pm
Rathen shrugged and headed out the door looking about for something to do. The bar was really his only source of entertainment that he knew of and it turned out to be a bit of a dud. He looked at his comm link and sighed. Waiting was always such a bore for him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:30 pm
The city of Oahu seemed bustling at the moment to locals, but to outsiders it was a slow time. A parade was going down a street three blocks from Rathen. It was a traditional hawaian parade, to celebrate their chief export- tropical flowers. All of the world wanted their beauty, and Hawaii just happened to have them.
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