revivalproject | Party at the Blue Bantha!

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!))

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It's a small detail, one the ARC Trooper should have noticed early on before he and everyone else got lost in the city proper. Then again, with Coruscant as sprawling as it is, such details are lost in a sea of distractions he isn't used to experiencing.

"I hope we did, but I wouldn't be surprised if the objective was left open to interpretation." Since there were left with a bunch of credits and no real direction.

"It's left for debate whether the Agrii themselves even know what we are looking for here. Their message was... Not exactly clear." Jon shrugs, eyes flicking down to his cigarette. "At least we could use this opportunity to stock up on supplies."

Needed ones as well as a few little luxuries.

"Sure is an M.O. to be working under," Echo shakes his head, a faint sense of frustration layered beneath his casual tone. Being a soldier who's used to well-defined orders and full briefings, 'not exactly clear' is the part that gets to him the most.

A chuckle slips past his lips after a beat. It's more for the latter half of Jon's conclusions, breaking up the aerial tension of a chorus of speeders honking at a slow-drifting transport cutting across lanes. "We have a very practical group on our hands. We covered about almost everything we can carry back and I got the lists to prove it."

More honking. Seems like that transport is completely ignoring skylane rules. "Did you get to see and do everything you wanted to, Jon?" Echo asks after a few moments, following the slowly unfolding sky drama above them.

The honking is drawing Jon's attention to what is going on above them as well, and he can't exactly help but grimace a little. "W-well, I... Saw and learned a lot. But the time we were given may not have been quite enough to really cover everything."

He pauses a moment, then points up. "And I certainly didn't enjoy the sky taxi rides up there. The traffic here is dreadful!" Just an observation of a guy living in a comparatively small town such as London.

Echo nods, his smile sympathetic in regards to Jon's perspective. "You're right. City's too big for three weeks of leave..."

Although he has to laugh aloud when the opinion is made, immediately hunching forward and letting his head drop so that the rest of it ends up muffled. "Right? And how can they get anywhere on time?" Fortunately the worse of it passes, but things are still end to end. "One thing's for sure, though: Kenobi somehow navigated through this mess."

"Experience." Jon shrugs. "Not surprising, yet still a respectable feat. I myself was quite fascinated by the lower levels." For various reasons.

"I have been wondering if there are other planets like this. Maybe not necessarily in this galaxy, but... Elsewhere. Planets that have been devoured by the people living on it..."

"Don't tell me you're into criminal activity, Jon," Echo tries to joke. The lower levels have their own strange appeal; they aren't great in his opinion, but they do have problems that have been needing attention.

Although he now wonders the same, what Jon brings up. Despite Coruscant's prosperity, resources aren't infinite and readily available.

Using 'devoured' to describe such an event is unsettling. Yet it isn't wrong in this context, in hypothesis.

"...Would they exist?" he asks, a hint of uncertainty slipping into his words. "Would they be similar to Coruscant?"

Jon waves the joke off with a slightly teasing note to his own voice. "You have no bodies to prove anything!" And in fact, he left no bodies. Since no one has been physically hurt, at least.

He fiddles with what is left of his cigarette for a moment, raising his brows at the clone's open wondering and offering a smile in return. "If they exist, I wouldn't mind seeing them. This stay has been fascinating even if we may not have found the information the Agrii were hoping for us to find."

The old adage of 'the less said, the better' proves to leave their teasing as it is, the clone still laughing softly after the moment passes.

Echo looks to Jon again, nodding in agreement. "Yeah. It's been good in other ways. I wouldn't mind seeing other places similar to this either, but a small break from it wouldn't hurt..."

He trails off, letting his eyes wander back toward the sentients passing by and the traffic above.

Despite being tired of the city's bustling and near-hectic nature, a small part of him feels like he'll miss it once they leave.

"Hey. You heading back in any time soon?" The question idly comes up after a while, thumbing at the bar's entrance. "Sounds like everyone's still at it."

"Oh, I-" Jon starts and casts a look back to the bar, shrugging lightly.

"I think I will head back to the hotel. Enjoy this final night of rest before we head back." Rest in a proper bed, that is.

"That's not a bad idea either," Echo grins, giving the man a nod as he starts to go back inside. "See you later, then."

Party at the Blue Bantha!

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