Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2015 5:47:13 GMT -8
It had all been going so well to. Kell had arrived for a pretty usual run of the mill shift at the tavern where he now worked. Nothing had been out of the ordinary and he in fact had even managed to get a smile, though just a small one, from his tellarite colleague, Skaarg. It was shortly after that when they arrived, they being a party of the roughest looking beings that he could ever recall seeing! Apparently, they'd come through the worm hole, but then that hardly mattered, he supposed. Normally, he would have been fascinated and running ahead of himself to greet them and see to their orders, if of course that was what they had been waiting for, but the first thing they had done was approach the bar and show that their manners matched their appearance. Kell being Kell had of course gone out of his way to be polite regardless, but that just seemed to annoy them further. Then of course Skaarg had started muttering his displeasure at these 'nausicaans', or whatever they were called, and upon hearing him, things had gone pretty much down hill from there. Somehow in the commotion that followed, Kell had attempted to act as mediator and was now in the infirmary, or 'Sick Bay', he'd heard it called, with several lacerations to his face from a glass bottle, the nausicaans were in the brig and hopefully Skaarg was continuing to run what was left of the bar when they had quite finished. It hadn't taken long for the yellow collared security guards to desend on the scene, and of course they wanted a detailed reported of what had happened. That was why one was here hovering over him as he waited for some kind of medical attention.
Sighing as he waited for further treatment, besides the on scene first aid he'd received at the time, Kell was still trying to put together just how he had been the one injured when it had been Skaarg who'd made the perhaps louder than intended comments. Really, he was more bothered about the resulting interviews and paper work to be too concerned with his actual injury. What if he lost his job? Not that he'd done anything wrong, as he recalled, but it was his word against a bunch of space thugs and a tellarite who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Today had been going so well too...
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Sighing as he waited for further treatment, besides the on scene first aid he'd received at the time, Kell was still trying to put together just how he had been the one injured when it had been Skaarg who'd made the perhaps louder than intended comments. Really, he was more bothered about the resulting interviews and paper work to be too concerned with his actual injury. What if he lost his job? Not that he'd done anything wrong, as he recalled, but it was his word against a bunch of space thugs and a tellarite who couldn't keep his mouth shut. Today had been going so well too...
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