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For Valentine; Victory!
Jun. 18th, 2019 12:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starcrossedspyThe VIP lounge was well away from the crowded bustle of the Imperial fleet’s cantina, far from the casual conversations of mayhem and destruction and atrocities the more darkly-inclined enjoyed. A bit of peace, after a tough, harrowing battle. Natirru had sent the little mercenary Treek back to his ship to rest in the medbay, as she’d been least prepared, but Kaliyo, naturally, refused to pass up free drinks.
Natirru couldn’t say he blamed her. He slumped into a booth and started pouring drinks from the bottle already provided, still more focused on providing for others than himself. At least this wasn’t likely to nearly get him killed, like it had back there.
“So who’d you say normally haunts this lounge?” Kaliyo asked, after promptly draining half the drink she’d been poured.
“It’s best not to ask, I think,” said Natirru offhandedly, nudging a filled glass Valentine’s way. “Let’s focus on celebrating our victory, shall we? I think we’ve earned the right to it. They built that droid very well.”
Natirru couldn’t say he blamed her. He slumped into a booth and started pouring drinks from the bottle already provided, still more focused on providing for others than himself. At least this wasn’t likely to nearly get him killed, like it had back there.
“So who’d you say normally haunts this lounge?” Kaliyo asked, after promptly draining half the drink she’d been poured.
“It’s best not to ask, I think,” said Natirru offhandedly, nudging a filled glass Valentine’s way. “Let’s focus on celebrating our victory, shall we? I think we’ve earned the right to it. They built that droid very well.”
