Nar Shadda's Wayward Lovetree

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Nar Shadda's Wayward Lovetree.

It was the cantina in the entertainment sector of the smuggler's planet that Gatin Aleko was able to find work at. It paid a decent wage and he made extra doubling as a bouncer, if any of the patrons got out of hand. For the time being, Gatin kept his back turned away from the crowd who were being serviced by the few twi'lek watiress who worked their. He kept busy by cleaning some of the cups and mugs that had been used earlier.

Red Joined: Mar 21, 2004 Posts: 8

Jack walked in the cantina. He took a seat at a stool by the bar. "One corellian ale on the rocks." He looked around to see if anyone else he was familiar with was here. I'm on one of the most criminal, scum infested places and I expect to find friends?! Hahah.

Red Joined: Jul 21, 2005 Posts: 12 Location: Motown

Ah, spotless! Gatin thought to himself, looking into the glass mug. He sort of prided himself on keeping the equipment clean for the customers. Even though Nar Shadda wasn't the cleanest planet with the cleanest inhabitants, he hoped to gain some more customers by keeping everything around his area nice and clean. Also if the customers were satisfied aswell as not sick from any of the germs left behind, they would be comming back and hopefully Gatin would be getting more tips.

"One corellian ale on the rocks." A man's voice said, comming from the bar area. Gatin slightly turned to take a glance at who ordered it. Picking out who said it, Gatin grabbed a freshly clean glass.

Stepping over to the ice box, he picked out a few ice cubes and then poured some tasty coriellian ale into it. Gatin turned around, putting a smile on and walked over to the customer. Placing the glass on the table and slightly sliding it over to him.

"That'll be four credits, friend." Gatins told him with a smile, then went on to wiping down the bar, a few feet to the right of the new customer.

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Gatin Vos wrote:

"That'll be four credits, friend." Gatins told him with a smile, then went on to wiping down the bar, a few feet to the right of the new customer.

Jack took the glass filled with ale, "thanks." Jack looked at the bartender who served him and took a swig of his ale. "Don't mind my asking, but you don't look like your from around here. I think I have a knack for knowing if people fit in or not in any given place. I guess it comes with some experience."