STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- City in the Clouds

Rianna sighs with annoyance. "Quiet down, will you? I'm looking for someone by the name of Vash Bloodcarver."

Assuming she's got some actual money on her, she'll set a small amount on the counter as something of a bribe.

"SEARCHING..." the droid squarks again. "SEARCHING. SEARCHING. PLEASE WAIT."

It pauses in cleaning a glass, then resumes.

"I DO NOT REGISTER THAT NAME IN MY MEMORY LOGS. PERHAPS THE PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION OF THIS PROBABLE MEATBAG WOULD ENHANCE MY SEARCH."

It takes no notice of the money.

Rianna will describe Vash's appearance, then (since I don't actually remember how he looks or if it was described before 😛).

Vash is a sickly-looking fellow, gaunt and lanky and awkward. He wears all black robes and leather.

"HMMMMM," the droid buzzes. "SEARCHING... I HAVE SEEN INDIVIDUALS FITTING THIS DESCRIPTION. RESULTS ARE MANY. NEED MORE INFORMATION."

"He may have also been through here with a pale Nautolan by the name of Nume Rand," Rianna says.

"NAUTOLAN. SQUID-LIKE SENTIENT BEING. SEARCHING... SEARCHING... YES. NAME DOES NOT REGISTER, PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION MATCH."

The droid opens its palm upwards and a hologram of Rand and Vash sitting in a booth appears in it.

"So they were here..." Rianna says quietly.

"How long ago was that? Did they meet with anyone here?"

The hologram disappears.

"INFORMATION REQUIRES PATRONAGE AND BRIBERY," the droid says with sudden sharpness. "YOU WILL BE PROVIDING THESE THINGS."

"Fine," Rianna hisses with irritation. "Name your price, but I need that information."

"BRIBERY AND PATRONAGE," the droid repeats.

"You've got to be joking me...fine," Rianna snaps, completely hating trying to get info from people and wondering just why she had to deal with a droid here.

"YOU WILL PURCHASE A DRINK. CHOOSE YOUR DRINK. CHOOSE NOW."

You bastard 😛

Not exactly being familiar with stuff like that, Rianna picks something that doesn't sound too nasty, mostly at random 😛

In that case, the droid puts something green and fizzy in front of you.

Rianna looks at it distastefully before taking a drink, hoping it's not going to kill her 😛

I like to think that the Jedi experience a twinge of danger when they consume alcohol. In small doses it is harmless, but it is still poison.

You drink from the cup. You don't like it and gag.

"YOU WILL FINISH," the droid says.

"Seriously?" Rianna says, making a face and forcing herself to finish it.

"I will never understand why people actually enjoy this sort of thing..."

"DID YOU ENJOY YOUR DRINK," the droid states. "DID YOU."

Before you can answer, he speaks again.

"GOOD. HOW MANY CREDITS DO YOU HAVE."

"Enough," Rianna replies, deciding to not answer the first question.

He repeats his question.