A meeting with a Mandalorian (Invite)

[Tirrus Kell]

Tirrus Kell flew into sight, sat in his Cruiser ship that had been created for him, making sure maximum safety and comfort. He sat at the side of the ship, whilst his General, General Galon was flying the Ship. Tirrus' ship flew to the Alzoc system, and touched down on the Alzoc III Starport. He slowly got out of his ship, and made a slow walk, been accomponied by his General to the Cafe, based just down a pathway from his Ship.

Tirrus walked into the Cafe, and surveyed the room with his Brown eyes, there were only a few people in, and a few Talz. He was rather intimidated by the Talz as they were so big. And also, they looked rather angry. Tirrus walked over to the bar, where a Twi-Lek was at the bar. He looked depressed, like he had been stuck on this planet for a lifetime. He said.

"I'll have a Tarisian Ale if thats possible"

The Twi-Lek muttered something under his breath, but Tirrus thought nothing of it. In-fact for the first time in his life, he felt sorry for someone, but let that feeling go right away. A couple of moments later, the Twi-Lek returened with a glass in his hand and put it down on the Bar, quite strongly.

He was about to meet up with the Great Mandalore. He awaited in the Bar, that was close to the Starport. He pondered and waited.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Mandalore, accompanied by a few other men, was freezing his ass off as he saw the man he was to meet enter the bar. His breath could be seen as he wandered into the warm atmosphere of the cantina and ordered a drink. Sitting down in the biggest booth they had, he tried to make eye-contact with Tirrus, as if sending him a message that said 'could you pick a place colder than this one?!'*

[Tirrus Kell]

Tirrus, was taken abruptly by Mandalore, he seemed pretty laid back, and like a normal funny person. Tirrus, once again thought nothing of it, and looked at Mandalore with a weird look in his eyes.

Tirrus pointed to General Galon, and he immediately got up from his seat, as did his General. He looked at Mandalore, and waved at another person, this was Tirrus' other General, General Kaal.

"You can't be to careful if this is going to be an ambush now can you"

Wow, is he stupid or what! And also he is a bit of a punk.

He opened his mouth and begun to talk.

"Do you really think this is cold, it isn't to bad, think of me, I've been sat here for a long time, waiting for you. You could've hurried up a bit.

Tirrus wan't bothered by this Mandalore, he had never respected anyone else, so why should he respect this punk. He gave Mandalore a evil look. Eye to eye. He was not intimidated by this person one bit.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Mandalore smiled, he like his enemies tough, and his allies tougher...this man would make a good ally, if he didnt kill him.*
"Well, I get here when I want...and please, dont be rude, sir...my friend doesnt like rude people."

*He motioned to Heetho, who was doing something incredibly weird to a waitress he had grabbed...but at least it was a chick this time...*

[Tirrus Kell]

Tirrus, looked towards this person Mandalore pointed towards, he thought for a minute, and a bit of good went through him. Or so he felt. He kept on thinking about what he should do. He looked between Mandalore and his Body Guard. He eventually said.

"You might want to get him off that woman before I cut his hands off"

"GOT IT!"

Tirrus thought he had done the right thing, and carried on staring out Mandalore.

[August/Heetho]

Heetho had his right hand against the woman's rib cage, while his left hand held her arm up, laying it horizontally against the wall. They were leaning, and the sexual tension between the two couldn't have been any stronger. He leaned forward, and just as she though he was going to kiss her, he bit her nose playfully. He leaned his head down, and rubbed his nose against her neck, exhaling at the same time so a warm rush of air would hit it. He licked her neck slowly, then Mandalore called him. He released his grip on her, and then slowly walked away, towards Mandalore. He sighed, and then leaned her back against the wall, crossing her arms and almost too weak in the knees to stand.

"I was having fun. What she didn't know was that I like things to be a little rough. You see, the trick of it is to start off nice and sweet, then bring them to pain. It makes hurting them so much better..." He stopped, trailing off as he noticed the tension between those two. His crossed his arms low, at his stomach, to the point where his elbows covered where his Katars were hooked onto his belt, and gripped them slowly, ready to slip them on if the need be. He had his elbows so that way this other man wouldn't notice, but still had a casual look on his face.

"So what's going on here? We don't have a problem, do we?"

[Tirrus Kell]

Tirrus looked at Heetho, this was his idea of fun. What was this fool on about. He was obviously pretty stupid. And he didn't want to insult his intelligence. He looked once again between Mandalore and Heetho, not wanting to insult them, but also not wanting them to get away with hurting the women. He stared at her, she looked in quite a bit of pain.

"DAM RIGHT WE HAVE A PROBLEM. HOW ABOUT YOU TRY THAT CRUSH ON MY RIBS, AND SEE IF YOU GET AWAY WITH IT PAL"[/b]

He pointed to his two Generals who came closer to protect Tirrus.

[August/Heetho]

Heetho sighed, while a sort of chuckle also came from his lips, "I wasn't hurting her, yet." He looked at the man who seemed so willing to die, "And you'd to well to..." He closed his eyes slowly, "TO WATCH WHO YOU TALK TO!", his eyes quickly opening up and staring straight at this man.

He quickly shoved his hands into his claw katars, and lunched forward, attempting to slam his forehead into the man's chest, despite the pain, and then he twirled around to the right, bringing his claws around behind him at different hieghts, one at the man's chest, and the other at the man's waist.

He jumped back just after, and started walking backward. He placed on foot on the side of the wall, with his other foot on the floor, waiting for the man to approach him. His initial attack was merely a warning, and was supposed to be blocked, though if it did hit, then this 'tough guy' was weaker then he thought.

[Tirrus Kell]

Tirrus watched as this man came closer to him, he mad ea jump off the wall to the left hand side of him, so that he would not be harmed, his Generals, moved closer to him, and pulled out Bondan Heavy Rifles, and shot at his head. Waiting to see what happened, Tirrus sneaked around, and placed himself behind Mandalore. He tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned, made a punch for his face. It woudl be hard to dodge, as he wasn't expecting it.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*The punch hit him square in the face, and probably broke his nose, but as he was snet back from the force he grabbed the generals rifles and began spraying waves of blaster fire at them...*

"Guns in a bar fight? get real..."

[August/Heetho]

Heetho kicked off the wall, flying towards the ceiling, where he dug his claws into it for a slipt second, enabling him a base. He pushed his feet against the ceiling, pushing off and hitting the floor, followed by him rolling behind a table. It was like watching a lizard in a fight, his movements were so quick, and so graceful. He kicked the leg out from under the table, ignoring the pain his shin now faced. He picked the table up off the ground and began running towards the men. He threw the table when he was a few feet from them, and then after the table hit, he pounched on the nearest one, digging his claw into the man's throat. He rolled to the right, slicing the achilles' heel of one of them as they stood up, then pulled the man towards him, using the body as a shield. He got up slowly holding onto one of the repeaters, positioning the body so he wouldn't receive any fire. He began unloading fire into the men as he backed up, still holding the body as a shield.