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Jules Bard (partsunknown) wrote in rooms,
@ 2015-04-14 09:09:00

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quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars
Who: The Bards
What: Exploring. Becoming Darth Sexay & Darth 2 Hotty?
Where: Star Wars - Coruscant
When: Now-ish? After Jules gets back from Lost.
Warnings: Swearing, probably.

[Smack-dab in the center of the galaxy was Coruscant. A beacon for all, the capital city accepted travelers and traders from the furthest corners of known space. Politicians and criminals alike were drawn there, but for very different reasons. Every inch of the planet was covered in layer upon layer of city, making it easy for someone to hide the deeper into the Underworld that they got. The upper levels tended to the more respectable of society, or those with enough credits. It was a planet of connections and commerce, of poets and politicos, of blackmail and blackmarkets. Easily the most well known planet in the universe, and home to trillions of people, Coruscant was a wonder that kept growing and evolving. Even from a distance, when it was nothing more than one of thousands of stars, the shimmering planet stood out and was breathtakingly beautiful.

But up close, from where Jules was standing, Coruscant looked like a cyberpunk shithole. It wasn't far from the truth. The lift dropped them off outside of what looked like a sleazy bar that got humped to death by a flock of neon lights. Pink, purple, yellow, and white flashed in some hyperactive Easter Bunny mating call, and once again the sign itself was not in English.] I don't think we're going to get to the bottom. I don't think there is a bottom, anymore. [Yeah, that had been her bright idea. Oh, there's an elevator, let's take it all the way down! That was three elevators ago, and every floor kept getting skeezier and skeezier. Still, this floor was better than most parts of New York. Jules probably would have turned around and gone home by now if Ezra wasn't there with her. With him there it wasn't scary, it was an adventure. And if they got stuck, at least they were missing shows together. After this, they needed to buckle down and take all the bookings. No free weekends.]

It's up to you, now. [She pointed right with her thumb, towards the gaggle of aliens standing in the brightly lit street. There were obviously more stores or bars down that way.] That way... [Jules then motioned to the left. The path very much less taken. Lights flickered menacingly, making the lone Gamorrean leaning on the wall look even angrier if that were possible.] Or we could find out what's down there. Or we could go back up. [Shrugs.] I'm done making choices. Take care of my light work. [She really was. Her decisions turned out poorly. Not always, but usually. She looked up at him with raised eyebrows, ready to go whichever way he chose.]

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quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

climbtheladder
2015-04-15 07:43 am UTC (link)

[Ezra needed to get out of New York, so he imagined Star Wars was the place to do it. When he thought about his favorite childhood movies, he imagined sweeping visions of sand, racing through redwoods and long gray hallways. He wanted temples and space ships and hot girls with lightsabers. What he got was just a future vision of New York. Unhappy stacked on unhappy. Oh sure the Empire was a piece of shit to the rebels, but it forced stability in poverty. Now life for the average NPC in Star Wars was poor and chaotic. Everyone looked like they had a fever, everyone looked like they woke up from a long yay rebels party.

Ugh, where was the escape?

He slouched forward, arms hanging in front of him like an anime boy given way too much homework.] Let's go find a pawn shop. [At least that way they could look at old blasters and maybe they'd have some hologram porn. That'd be nice. He thumbed down a trade street filled with tiny shops pressed together. They walked past one that was about droid repairs, another that looked like a Thai restaurant. Ezra was aware of how shitty it was that all he could do in this world was fight. He didn't know the first thing about electronics, he couldn't cook and he wasn't all that sly. But, when he wanted to hurt someone, he really fucking could.

Eventually they found a little place with a blinking pink neon sign. The woman inside had wild braids and a modest brown dress. There were rows of things, things and a mooka running around happily between all of it. There wasn't any creepy dirty people, the loud noises were fainter inside and that mooka was really fucking cute.

Ezra breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the woman behind the desk.] Cool. Fucking cool.

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

partsunknown
2015-04-15 02:27 pm UTC (link)

[Jules understood wanting to get out of New York. She had yet to find a part of the city that smelled good, and the buildings were so crowded together. It was claustrophobic at best, smothering at worst. Land speeders and the Millenium freaking Falcon sounded like a stellar alternative. The first Twi'lek they passed had made Jules forget about how much she had wanted to nap before they left. She had grabbed Ezra's arm, hopping up and down on her feet, and shook him wildly. It was so cool! The fiftieth Twi'lek didn't invoke the same excitement. By eighty, she was over it.

The worst part wasn't being disappointed by world she thought they would be entering. No. The worst part was seeing that Ezra was let down, too. Jules hadn't sat him down to apologize properly yet, nor did she have the business talk that she'd been wanting to. There was a lot she wanted to discuss, and so much more she needed him to understand about what happened at practice. But all that got too serious, and Jules would rather hope that he'd forgotten all about it even if she hadn't. Besides, it would probably come out wrong anyway. She often suffered from foot in mouth disease. It was great in the ring, in real life not so much.

The shop was ridiculous in all the right ways. Neat little doo-dads lined the display cases, while the bigger items took over the walls. Communicators and uniform pieces took over one corner as a reminder that wars never solved anything, leaving wounded veterans or widowed loved ones to scrape by to survive. Not that Jules paid too much mind to the deeper story of how anything got there. Nope. There was a goddamn quokka running around. Well, a quokka with feathers. There was probably a proper name for the cute little thing, but she'd been dying to get a quokka selfie for what felt like centuries. Her eyes lit up once more like they did when they first got here.] Oooohhhh...

Woah! [Jules was gone. ADD set in, and there was too much stuff. Like a bee in a field of wildflowers, she flitted from one shiny object to the next. By the time she had thought about something to say, she was already gasping about the next thing. In what would be the most responsible move she ever made in her life, she clasped her hands behind her back and held them there. She really wanted to touch things. All the things. She didn't want to break something and then have to pay for it. Maybe it hadn't happened here, but it had happened, and happened enough for Jules to take precaution.]

Is that a lightfoil? [Wait... weren't they illegal? According to the RPG sourcebook, they were. At least that's how she remembered it. She hadn't played the Star Wars RPG since high school.] Er... Lightfoil replica handle, I mean. [Smooth. She hadn't meant to say it out loud, but there it was. What a way to keep a low profile.]

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

climbtheladder
2015-04-19 05:09 pm UTC (link)

[Ezra followed her through the shop, hands in his pockets at he looked at the rows of stuff. No, he didn't recognize a lot of it, despite growing up in a somewhat geeky household. Some was vaguely familiar from his childhood or the books his dad would read. It brought back memories of comics and movies and video games. A lot of it though just looked like junk electronics and trinkets that were probably found in homes abandoned or lost during the war. Yep, this place was just as depressing as real life. Great.]

Huh? [He looked at the lightfoil and then smirked as she tried to cover up if it was legit. He played along almost instantly.] Yeah, that's a hell of good replica. I saw one just like it when I was doing construction work for those Falleens. [Awesome save. Ten points for the Bards.]

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

partsunknown
2015-04-19 10:01 pm UTC (link)

[Color Jules impressed at the sick name drop. And so very thankful for the assist. It was in-ring promo time. If there was something besides flippy shit that they did well, promos was the top of the list.] Did they pay you? There's a Falleen that owes me two months back pay. If one of those guys has a replica lightfoil like this one, this is probably cheap crap, too.

[The shopkeep looked over at them knowingly. She didn't know what they were hiding, nor did she care. No one told the truth when they came in.] Ornamental hilt. [The braided woman corrected them.] No one calls it a replica lightfoil. It's an "Ornamental hilt." [The woman even added air quotes. Jules' eyes turned to saucers, her body frozen in place. They were caught. They were going to have to make a run for it. Something terrible was bound to happen, right? Big security droids were going to tear them apart and they would die with Ezra never knowing that he did the world's best hurricanrana. Tragedy upon tragedy.

Instead of the bloodbath, the shopkeep showed them the ins and outs of the hilt, pro-saleslady style. Far more delicate and infinitely more gaudy than a lightsaber, it was owned by some kid that claimed to be a noble and sold it to pay off a gambling debt. She showed them the hidden switch to open the internal chamber, explaining that since there was no crystal inside it was useless as a functioning weapon. All the while, Jules' brain was churning. This was surreal.] So... what would happen if someone put a crystal in it?

[Jules' question was simple and innocent enough, curiosity getting the better of her. The shopkeep shook her head at the sort of question shitty undercover law enforcement would ask when trying to catch weapon smugglers. Her answer was the rote generic reply that she gave anytime a customer asked about illegal uses for weapons.] I'm not responsible for items after they leave the store. [Immediately, Jules turned to Ezra, her lips pressed into a thin line in some failed attempt to cover her elation. He would know the look all too well. She was taking those words as a dare. Jules muttered.] It would probably be way too dangerous to try anyway. They're notoriously unreliable... [Oh, those words trailed off with her attempt at that bff mental telepathy. That look that tried to convey 'Dude, we are totally going to try it if we get that out of here. And find a crystal.' but really just looked like a poor People's Eyebrow impression.] Is there anything here that catches your eye?

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

climbtheladder
2015-04-23 09:56 am UTC (link)

[Ezra smiled when she asked what would happen if they put a crystal in it. Yeah, like they'd ever find a crystal, especially one that could work in this without blowing their fingers off. Still, he wanted it. He didn't have a whole lot of money (when did he ever) but the nerd collector part of him was totally down with wasting his food money on this.

The People's Eyebrow made him wonder if that made him Mankind (and was he okay with that?) and he looked around to find something else rad. He ended up picking up a winged, weird looking pimp juice cup and waved it at her.] You likey?

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

partsunknown
2015-04-23 01:50 pm UTC (link)

[The shopkeep went back to her seat, and the mooka played with one of the necklaces dangling from a display on the counter. Jules tilted her head at the weird thing he picked up.] Dude. Does that open up? [It didn't look like it could with the fins around it, but if it did?] Best cereal bowl ever. Put that down in front of someone filled with Captain Crunch? [The grin on her face kept growing at the idea. It didn't occur to her that in a world without cereal anyone who overheard her would more than likely assume Captain Crunch was a person. Yeah. They got a look from the shopkeep, but nothing more.

It was then that her words sped up, and the excitement reached her eyes. Nearly hopping from one foot to the other, she bounced in place and grabbed on to Ezra's arm. This was a real use for it, and she was so proud of herself.] Oh, OH! That could be awesome for the vampire gimmick! Like the Urn, but instead some blood ritual thing. You have to get it. Oh my goooodddddd. [She dragged out that last bit, as she often did when she tried to make a point.] Do you understand how awesome you'd look?

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

climbtheladder
2015-04-28 10:25 am UTC (link)

I always wanted a pimp cup. I still have six pack of pimp juice somewhere. [That tasted like ass but that was because it DIDN'T MATTER WHAT it tasted like. Yes, Ezra said that like the Rock in his head and he was very proud of himself.] Oh dude yeah and then people be like where did you get that and we'll be like THE GATES OF HELLLL. [He made guitar noises with his mouth and did the Bill&Ted air guitar for her.

The shop keeper was not amused. Ezra took the chalice and held it, giving a devious turn as he hummed the Brood theme.] How do I look? Sexy vampire or Gangrel vampire? [Because there was a huge difference. He didn't want to live his life thinking he was Edge when he was really the fat ugly one.]

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Re: quicklog: Ezra/Jules - Star Wars

partsunknown
2015-04-28 03:01 pm UTC (link)

[The mere mention of pimp juice had Jules hacking and gagging like a cat with a particularly difficult hairball.] Gross. Those have to be bad by now, right? [She remembered the pimp juice challenge back at the training school. Didn't someone quit after that? Probably. There was an obnoxious amount of vomit. Jules was complaining about irregular heartbeats for weeks after. Oh god, and the smell lingered in the ring forever. The memory was enough to make her stomach start to turn, thankfully she was yanked out of it by some sweet-ass air guitar. Billmode activated (because Ezra was obviously Ted), and whipped out her own silent little solo before throwing him the horns.]

That is a stupid stupid question. You'll never be a Gangrel. [There was a pause, eyes narrowing as she took a step back to really look him over.] Weeelllll... maybe. If you tried super hard to get yourself all gross. You have too much natural sexy vampire going on. No one would believe you as Gangrel. Unless you get Xavier Woods fat. [Yep. That was the idea. Fists were pumped in the air like Kalisto.] Let's get fat! Let's get fat! Buy that and Let's. Get. Fat! Vampire gluttons! [Maybe Jules just wanted lunch.]

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