Party at the Blue Bantha!

[hadthehighground]

WHO: Everyone!
WHERE: The Blue Bantha in Coruscant's entertainment district
WHAT: A party!
WHEN: The last day before they leave.
WARNINGS: Fun times? Probably drunkenness.

After having found this place on an outing with Echo, Obi-Wan had decided he rather liked this one particular establishment they stopped at. So for their last evening on Coruscant, the Jedi had the place rented out. A network post also going up inviting everyone for one last hurrah before they have to go back to Temba.

Welcome to the Blue Bantha Bar and Grill!

Everything is very blue. A bright blue neon sign advertises the joint in the entertainment district. Its letters in Aurebesh with a little bantha head shaped neon light next to it as well. The lighting inside is distinctly blue as well. There is a mounted bantha head placed on the far wall above the bar, its fur having been dyed blue. Clearly it is the mascot of this place.

There are tables and booths in varying locations for people to sit. With the tables having bantha hide rugs under them that look reminiscent of shag carpet, while the booth seats have bantha hide upholstery as well. There's a band playing in one corner with space for people to dance. While on another side there are screens broadcasting sporting events from across the galaxy. Feel free to place bets on who you think will win!

Even the staff are either blue, or are wearing blue. It won't be uncommon to have a blue scantily clad Twi'lek waitress serving you. The long bar also has blue neon lighting with several stools to sit at, in which you can order whatever drink your heart desires on their menu.

Speaking of the menu, everything is made with bantha products. That is what they specialize in. Several types of Jawa Juice, a kind of beer made from fermented grains mashed in bantha hides, can be found here. As well as Bantha Blood Fizz, a sparkling drink made from purified bantha blood in both alcoholic and non-alcoholic varieties. And of course they serve several drinks featuring blue milk, from just the plain stuff to several alcoholic concoctions. There is also food of course! Bantha steak, bantha burgers, bantha stew, and other meat dishes are served as it's pretty much this galaxy's equivalent of beef. You can even get desserts made from blue milk such as cheesecake and ice cream.

Have fun! The Temba group have this establishment all to themselves for the night!

((OOC: This is a mingle log so go nuts!))

Comments

[mrsklover]

"Denta bean and trammistan..." He blinks. "I am not gonna lie. One of those sounds like a bean with teeth and the other only has me thinking of transmission in a car. Neither are wildly appealing but... I guess, what would you recommend?"

He is willing to broaden his horizons. Maybe.

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan just chuckles and waves down a Twi’lek waitress who quickly comes over. “Bring the young man a bowl of trammistan chocolate ice cream, please.”

She nods and hurries off while Obi-Wan glances at Richie. “It’s usually the most popular flavor.”

The waitress soon brings back a bowl of ice cream that looks similar to Obi-Wan’s. It’s a darker blue though and is topped with blue whipped cream with a blue zherry on top. Richie would find that the ice cream is thicker and richer than what he’s used to but it has a very chocolately taste to it.

[mrsklover]

"Young man. Are you trying to flatter me? Because it is totally working if you are."

The bowl is dropped off and Richie looks at it appraisingly. It is blue, sure, but it looks alright. Sort of like a Smurf sundae. He sniffs at is a second and then sticks his spoon in to try it.

From there he's more or less devouring it with greedy mouthfuls.

"Holy fuck! This is amazing! Yeah, okay, we need to figure out all the ingredients and load up my room with it. I need this all the time. Fucking shit, blue milk is the best."

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan just snorts at that. “Please, you can’t be over 35.” That would be his guess, though honestly he would think Richie was a few years younger still with the brain of a 10 year-old.

Taking another bite of his ice cream, the Jedi watches with amusement as Richie then starts scarfing his down.

“Well, I’m bringing back some dehydrated blue milk so that it will keep longer. Otherwise we would need a Bantha, and that won’t fit on the ships. Trammistan chocolate should be easy enough to find as well.”

[mrsklover]

"I'm forty, my good man. Big Four-Oh. But you just keep racking up points with those compliments. We're gonna be best friends by the end of the day!"

Richie considers the issue at hand and looks around the place, trying to figure something out.

"What about a baby Bantha, huh? We can take it back, name it Fluffy Smurf, give it love and affection, and then get that funky blue milk! Eh? The babies can't be that big, right?"

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan blinks in surprise, his brows shooting up. “You don’t say? Well then that would make you my senior by two years. Though I would have never suspected as much.”

Best friends though? Obi-Wan isn’t sure if he should be pleased or in deep dread. Perhaps a bit of both. How is it that he keeps picking up pathetic life forms?

“Well I suppose you have a point. That could certainly be feasible though it’ll take awhile for it to grow. However, if you manage to find one before we leave and bring it back, Cobb and I can give you some pointers on how to care for it.”

[mrsklover]

"See? I am the old man around here, whippersnapper."

Richie lets that go immediately when it is clear a baby Bantha can get onboard. He finishes up his ice cream in a rush and is already plotting the next move. "Yes! That will be fine! Fuck, yeah. How much are they? Where can I get one? Maybe I should get two, just in case. A boy and girl, you know? I'll need to figure out if they're small enough for that or not... Shit. I have a lot to do, now! Anything else I'll need?"

[hadthehighground]

“Hm... a pair would be good yes as they’re social animals and you would need a male and female if you’re wanting milk. Unfortunately you will also be waiting 20 years, as that’s how long it takes for them to mature.”

They’re more like elephants than bison Richie, sorry! They’re huge and take a long time to grow as a result.

“Though if you’re really serious, I’m certain you can find some in the stock market. All sorts of creatures pass through there and Bantha are pretty common.”

[mrsklover]

He can't help but laugh.

"The stock market? Man, you would be so disappointed to know what that means where I'm from. Let's just say livestock isn't what it stands for."

He claps Obi-Wan on the shoulder again. "Thanks, Beej! I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other raising the Bantha together! It'll be awesome, though. Twenty years and finally some milk, maybe. What a bargain. Wanna come pick em out with me?"

[hadthehighground]

Raising Bantha together. Now that dread is starting to settle in a little bit. What has he gotten himself into? Oh well, he supposes he can at least make sure Richie doesn’t actually kill the Bantha or something.

“I suppose I can. I would have a better eye for picking out healthy ones.” Since he’s certainly more familiar with the animals than Richie is.

“Though we should probably go now if that’s going to happen.”

[mrsklover]

The steak seems in poor taste now so Richie doesn't feel so bad ignoring it. The drink however is thrown back with an impressive (or worrisome) amount of ease. He plops it back down on the table and gestures with his hand for Obi-Wan to lead the way.

"No arguments here, Beej. For all I know, I would pick the worst pair in the whole herd and get ripped off. I bet these folk can smell an outsider from a mile away. It's like New York. They figure out you're not from around there and suddenly you're paying through the nose for a Statue of Liberty shaped bottle of water."

[hadthehighground]

All right it seems like they’re doing this.

Taking one last bite of his ice cream, Obi-Wan also knocks back the last of his jawa juice as Richie does the same. He then rose from his seat and waved his farewells to everyone else. He didn’t plan on coming back to the party after this.

“This way,” he then says to Richie and hails a HOVER CAB which then takes them to stock market.

[mrsklover]

Richie follows along happily enough. Bantha or no Bantha, he intends to return at some point for some more alcohol so his goodbyes are no more than a short wave and something rude to a guy in the corner that doesn't speak Common but knows what he did. In the hover cab, Richie leans against the window, looking down.

"Where I'm from this is like... Straight up science fiction. It's cool but also sort of like I'm in a preteen dream."

He glances over at Obi-Wan, head cocked.

"Fuck, man. What is sci fi for you guys, here? You already have hover cars. Is the next step like...teleporting or whatever?"

[hadthehighground]

"Oh there's always room for improvement as far as technology is concerned," Obi-Wan says with some amusement. "I'm certain you could find some holovids that might give you a better idea." Is he giving Richie more ideas for things to buy and take back? Not especially. He watched the occasional holo drama here and there, but he didn't often have time for such things.

It didn't take long for the speeder to get them to their destination at least. Climbing out of the cab, the sound and smell of animals was obvious enough. All sorts of creatures were lined up in stalls as they walked through the corridors, Obi-Wan following signs in Aurebesh to where they needed to go.

[mrsklover]

Okay. These animals are weird. Richie isn't entirely sure he likes the look of some and definitely hates the smell of others. He looks to Obi-Wan for a hint of what to do next since this is clearly his area of expertise.

What he was going to rant about regarding 'holovids' goes unsaid with everything else stealing his attention.

Down the line he spots something that looks like the head on the wall from the bar.

"Beej! Is that them? Fuck... They can get pretty big, huh?"

[hadthehighground]

“Those are banthas yes, and you can see why we can’t fit the adults on the ships.”

They were practically the size of an elephant. The creatures looking a bit mournfully at them as they stood in the stalls. These were here to mostly be sold for slaughter as there was no actual farm space on Coruscant. Thus most of what they saw were the adult common banthas.

“Oh, they even have a few dwarf banthas.” That’s relatively rare, but the Jedi moves on. “Here we are.”

There was a large open stall with several calves in it. A few bleating and coming over to check them out as they walked up to the rail.

[mrsklover]

Richie nods, distracted by the dwarf banthas for a moment. He pauses and watches them before realizing that Obi-Wan had moved on. He trots up to stand beside him when they get to the stall with the calves. There is one bantha calf that looks a little thinner than the others and has an especially dopey face as it walks closer.

Richie instantly loves it.

"Hey, what about that one? Nice and small, right? Looks friendly."

It collides into the rails as it walks closer and makes an offended noise before nearly doing it again.

"Oh man. I am going to name it Einstein."

[hadthehighground]

“Hm?”

Bending down, Obi-Wan reaches through the bars and places his hand on head of the young Bantha. The Jedi judging the beasts well being and character.

“I’m not so certain about this one. It doesn’t look as healthy as the others.”

It’s then that a reptilian looking man walks up to them speaking huttese. “Uba huujah booee bantha?”

[mrsklover]

"Oooga Booga Mooga Boo!" Richie says with a grin, not quite internalizing the fact that he's being pretty fucking rude. The little tiny bantha butts against the bars again and Richie can't help but reach out and pet at its head. It's endearing, what can he say?

"What is the...uh....good man over here saying?" He looks at the small bantha again and smiles as it looks up at him, dumbly.

"And ask him what's up with this one, huh? Doesn't look sick.... Just dumb."

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan grimaces and resists the urge to facepalm at Richie. The Klatooinian merchant though is far less pleased with the man's attempt to be funny though, and glares before reaching out to grab Richie by the collar.

"Settah da andoba tee-tocky, sleemo!"

The Jedi just sighed at that. "I'm not going to tell him anything until you apologize for your rude behavior. And I suggest you do so quickly."

[mrsklover]

Richie wasn't expecting that.

"Shit, dude!" He looks to Obi-Wan for help and realizes none is going to be coming fast. Turning back to the angry alien, Richie holds his hands up: 'Don't shoot' style. "I'm sorry! Holy shit, I am sorry, dude. I have a really rare condition where I talk out of my ass like 90% of the time. It only looks like it's my mouth, I swear."

He turns to Obi-Wan, eyes wide.

"Beej, translate that before I get tossed somewhere?"

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan just gives Richie a deadpan look before turning to the merchant and speaking to him with all seriousness.

“Chut chut, da wanga sa du koochoo. Poonoo sa mo gootu tagwa? Hagwa baatu baatu foo ta poodoo.”

The Klatooinian growls at Obi-Wan for a moment then let’s go of Richie with a chuckle. He then moves over to the pen and points at them. “Bantha?” And his tone easily suggests something like ‘you want one or not?’ He doesn’t have all day you know.