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    Posted by Dark B Shadow on 10-19-2002 12:04 PM:
    Sitting in his usual spot. (Open)

    :: Dark walked into Rama's with his hood over his head. So you couldn't see any part of his face. He went up to the bar and ordered his usual, Malt Wisky. Then went over to his seat in the darkest corner in the bar. Where he sat and drank his wisky. ::

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    Posted by Lady Jezebella on 10-19-2002 03:34 PM:

    Little did he know that he was not the only one occupying the dark corner. The other occupant was a Sith Disciple, Jezebella Shadana, and she had been waiting for some foolish person to come along and envade her sitting space. But this wasn't just another drunkard looking for a good time. This was a member of the great Sith Empire... but.. how intelligent he was... she wouldn't know until she started to advance in on a conversation.

    Crossing one knee over the other, Jezebella smirked, and eyed the man curiously. Bringing a gloved finger to her chin, she sighed and proceeded in starting up what people called a... conversation.

    "Why do you sit alone in the dark when you could be out there partying with all the others..?"

    Posted by Dark B Shadow on 10-19-2002 05:14 PM:

    :: Dark didn't realize that the table he sat down at was allready ocupid. He just usally sits there atomaticly without even thinking.::

    " I like the dark its where I can be alone and not worry about anything. So, why do you stay away from other people?"

    Posted by Lady Jezebella on 10-19-2002 06:27 PM:

    A soft laugh slipped passed her lips and the slow shake of her head was outlined from the dim light of the latern on the opposing side of the room. This talk was already becoming casual. But the question struck her as odd.... why indeed?

    Narrowing her gold panther-like eyes, Jezebella shrugged.

    "I guess.. you could say I don't like people... but that is not entirely true. I think.. people just don't like me. So I prefer to stay in the shadows rather than converse with a crowd of milling morons."

    Posted by Callista on 10-19-2002 06:51 PM:

    “Oh, that is hardly true… You know I like you,” the lurid voice of a woman behind Jezebella broke through the conversation. As the two seated turned to look, they were greeted by a toothy grin. Having been perched at the table next to, Callista couldn’t help but overhear what had been spoken. She swiveled around in her seat, tossed a wink at Jezebella; someone she hadn’t seen in quite some time, then offered a warm smile and nod to Dark. “How might you two be this evening?”

    Posted by Lady Jezebella on 10-21-2002 06:59 AM:

    Jezebella blinked slightly as she did indeed, turn around to face the familiar feminine voice. It was a surprise to see the Lady Callista, and certainly a good one being she needed to ask her an important question, for another friend.

    Nodding to Callista with a deadly grin, she waved her hand about elegantly and replied with a simple-

    "I'm good, and yourself?"

    Posted by Macros on 10-21-2002 09:02 AM:

    The Sith rogue was stalking around the bar, invisible amongst the shadows. A pocket skillfully but unconsiously picked here and there, the disciple wove a dark path through the sheep. Standing to his full height, rather than his professional stalking crouch he approached his fellow Sith. Callista and Dark B Shadow he knew, but the newcomer he did not. He stopped before them, and nodding his head to them all he spoke in a proud voice.

    "Callista, Dark and..."

    He left that sentence open in an unspoken cue for the newcome to introduce herself.

    Posted by Lady Jezebella on 10-21-2002 03:24 PM:

    Neon-yellow eyes slowly shifted upward and came to focus on the new member of their Sithly party. He was a Disciple, at least by thought.. or so it were.

    Narrowing her eyes, she smiled in a fake-friendly manner and gestured with her gloved hand toward a seat in the dim light.

    "My name is Jezebella, and who might you be?" She asked in a amused tone, her eyes sparkling with interest and silent laughter. Without awaiting his answer, she went into a round of thought.

    Playing tricks is starting to get old, perhaps I should be nice for a change. Nah...

    Puzzling for a moment, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers together. Nice...
    A service droid quickly skittered over to their now, not so vacant area and came to stop in front of Jez.

    "I'll have a Darkside shooter and a J.D. Anything they want is on me." She said simply, tossing a wink over to her fellow Sith.

    Posted by Macros on 10-21-2002 03:53 PM:

    Macros never answered the arrogant woman, instead he relieved a passing droid of a drink without seemingly moving, he wasn't going to take anything from her...that she offered anyway.

    Posted by Dark B Shadow on 10-21-2002 04:20 PM:

    OOC: Okay Macros you do know that Lady Jezebella been here longer then you have. She was around at the old place the Sith empire was at. Just letting you know.


    :: Dark said nothing. For he just doesn't ever say anything while there's to many people sitting at his table. So he sat back in his chair looking up at the ceiling and sipped his drink.::

    Posted by Macros on 10-21-2002 04:48 PM:

    He saw the look on Dark's face an turned to him.

    "I will leave you be if that is your wish, comrade."

    He sipped his drink...

    Posted by Dark B Shadow on 10-21-2002 08:17 PM:

    :: With out even looking down, Dark Said.::

    " No that's fine. UNless you really want to go."

    :: Dark didn't really care if anyone was there or not. He just liked being by himself or have one or TWO people to talk to.::

    Posted by Macros on 10-22-2002 08:59 AM:

    "I will stay, as long as I am not bothering you. Please, tell me if you wish me to leave, you've only to ask."

    He looked the woman up and down,

    "I haven't seen you around before, and while I haven't been here often I am often in Rama's. Who is your master?"

    He sat back and the shadow obscured the features of his face, hiding the grin that twisted his features.

    Posted by Lady Jezebella on 10-23-2002 07:02 AM:

    Arching her other brow, Jezebella allowed a twisted smile to form on her lips as she assessed the question... he had to be joking?

    Of course... it was no surprise... she believed she was a walking curse and any master that excepted her was bound to leave the Empire like all the others. But... her current Master was the one she had stayed with the longest... and she finally came to believe he was the last.

    "Why... Lord Darkstar is my Master." She said in a devilish tone, her smile fading back into a grin.

    Posted by Macros on 10-23-2002 04:31 PM:

    He nodded his head to her,

    "Darkstar is my Master aswell."

    Macros just sat back and drank his drink.

    Posted by Davka Volaw on 10-24-2002 12:00 PM:

    Davka entered Rama's and immediately felt the presence of the Shadow Dark. He glanced at him, icy-blue eyes shining toward the table that was occupied by four. Davka knew how Dark did not like crowds of more than two or three. All seemed to be conversing, Dark being the shadow sat in the darkest corner drinking his normal, Whiskey.

    Davka stayed at the dark part of the bar against the wall and ordered a Blood Bath, a bloody mary with real blood, two shots of Whiskey, and a Lime. He liked it because it supplied him with the blood he needed to survive while the alcohol drownded out the horrible taste of the filtered blood.

    He sat looking at the table, eyes being the only thing visible that he was there. He knew Dark sensed his presence, but Davka would not go there, to many people, too much blood, and he was surging with his Lupine blood tonight. He sat there looking out the window at the glorious night, a dark thunderstorm.

    Even though the flashes lite up the room they seased to light his area, for he used the shadows to block of light. He sat there thinking, replaying his wife's torture and screams inside his head over and ovar again. He used it to ultivate hate and anger.