Well since staying the night here on Drifter's where the teen couldn't feel the Force he found it strange. At least he couldn't hear the voices in his head. Maybe he should stay here permanently! Well, of course he couldn't. The poor teen would be lost without it. Either way it didn't matter to him...it was his 17th birthday today! Walking out of his cabin he then breathed in the afternoon air. Ah, refreshing!
"It's quite nice here. Plus, without the voices in my head I can finally be myself." Antony said walking to Aya's Cantina a place he saw on his way through towards the cabins.
Today would be his party. Well, sort of. He'd go there to celebrate and buy out the whole place with bar and all. Hopefully they wouldn't ID him. Being that he had money thanks to his mother and his father setting up an account with the InterGalactic Banking Clan. With his fund he had quite the set up of creds. So, he made it there in a matter of ten minutes just enjoying the day so far.
When he stepped inside he then walked up to the manager. Holding out his hand he then shook the guy's hand and then spoke, "I'm Antony, and, it's my birthday today so would it be cool for me to buy out the place...bar and all?"
"Sure. That'll be a lot of credits though. You sure? A teen like you got that much?" The manager said back taking his hand and shaking it with his eyebrow raised.
"Oh yeah, I've got it!" Antony exclaimed in a arrogant tone giving him a piece of paper with his banking info on it.
The guy took it and put the info into his datapad nodding as the funds were there. He then looked back up at Antony with another raised eyebrow. Wondering why the teen wanted the bar too he knew the kid wasn't of age. But, with that amount of money he'd let it slide. Just this once.
He leaned into Antony in a whisper, "I know your not of age, but I'll let it slide since your giving us a lot of money for business."
Antony then nodded, "I'll be discreet about it. Just let the bartender know and I'll be careful."
The manager nodded walking off. So, Antony then sat at the bar while the bartender placed a glass filling it with liquor and then poured juice on top. Giving him a straw, the Warrior stirred his glass mixing it together. It made it look like just a glass of juice as Antony sat there wondering who might walk in. The bartender then wished him a happy birthday, asking him his age. In a whisper the teen said he was now 17 and that he was happy about becoming one year older. As the bartender grinned and then walked around to serve other customers the teen then sipped his drink.
"Ah, what a day this will be!" Antony said with a smile.
"It's quite nice here. Plus, without the voices in my head I can finally be myself." Antony said walking to Aya's Cantina a place he saw on his way through towards the cabins.
Today would be his party. Well, sort of. He'd go there to celebrate and buy out the whole place with bar and all. Hopefully they wouldn't ID him. Being that he had money thanks to his mother and his father setting up an account with the InterGalactic Banking Clan. With his fund he had quite the set up of creds. So, he made it there in a matter of ten minutes just enjoying the day so far.
When he stepped inside he then walked up to the manager. Holding out his hand he then shook the guy's hand and then spoke, "I'm Antony, and, it's my birthday today so would it be cool for me to buy out the place...bar and all?"
"Sure. That'll be a lot of credits though. You sure? A teen like you got that much?" The manager said back taking his hand and shaking it with his eyebrow raised.
"Oh yeah, I've got it!" Antony exclaimed in a arrogant tone giving him a piece of paper with his banking info on it.
The guy took it and put the info into his datapad nodding as the funds were there. He then looked back up at Antony with another raised eyebrow. Wondering why the teen wanted the bar too he knew the kid wasn't of age. But, with that amount of money he'd let it slide. Just this once.
He leaned into Antony in a whisper, "I know your not of age, but I'll let it slide since your giving us a lot of money for business."
Antony then nodded, "I'll be discreet about it. Just let the bartender know and I'll be careful."
The manager nodded walking off. So, Antony then sat at the bar while the bartender placed a glass filling it with liquor and then poured juice on top. Giving him a straw, the Warrior stirred his glass mixing it together. It made it look like just a glass of juice as Antony sat there wondering who might walk in. The bartender then wished him a happy birthday, asking him his age. In a whisper the teen said he was now 17 and that he was happy about becoming one year older. As the bartender grinned and then walked around to serve other customers the teen then sipped his drink.
"Ah, what a day this will be!" Antony said with a smile.
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