[Oddyn Vizsla]

Washed and groomed, Odd came to the bar for his two drinks. He was very quiet, as if all sounds he had to share with the world had been left in the mosh pit.

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

Nai had been more than happy to leave behind the noise of the concert after a while. It was fun noise, but it was moments like these where the "bar" would be quieter. Time to see how long she could stare at the beer here to will it into becoming a better substance.

Can't fight war on bad beer... silly Republic...

The blue woman gave a nod to the other occupant at the bar.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

Odd was no mind-reader, but perhaps Mando minds thought alike.

"Would that it were tihaar." He said, having noticed the blade on the Chiss.

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

"Or ne'tra gal," she agreed with a snort of a chuckle. "Hopefully, old man Kelborn brought some for when there's need for a good celebration."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Or ne'tra gal." He agreed with her too, taking a look at her face. "Though I wonder what'd be the next good occasion if not tonight."

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

"For great victories and moments of glory." She leaned back slightly in her seat, looking up as she imagined the tales of glory that could still happen.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Like what?" He was genuinely curious. A Chiss Mando was uncommon, and he wondered how the two mindsets could blend. "What's glorious enough for you?"

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

"Hmm..." Nai thought back to breaking the blockade. It hadn't been a full victory, as the opponent had only been wounded and forced to retreat. And the Turtle had been shot out of the sky, so they hadn't been clear victors either.

"A clear victory; where the opponent has not fled or retreated, as they have twice now. Kryze retreated from the blockade, and Tano got away. Doubt Yunda will make a glorious stand against the odds... don't seem his style."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Then you mean killing the Kryze leadership." He mused, taking a tasteless gulp while looking toward the bar.

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

Nai gave a non-committant shrug. Her opinion of the Kryze, with the exception of Sabine, was thoroughly low. It was better for them to have their dishonor stamped out than to continue on like this. "And you?"

[Oddyn Vizsla]

He made a shrug very symmetric to hers. "Taking one of them out would satisfy me."

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

Nai chuckled dryly. "The Kryze have not made friends, it seems."

"I won't stand in your way, vod. Maybe if it's Yunda, but less of him around would be good for many."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Were I to make a call now, I'd be after the old man." He looked at her with a strange grimace. "I'm a Vizsla." He added as if this alone ought to be explaining something.

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

That didn't explain much for her, mostly because she had very few dealings with the Vizsla's.

"Personal then?"

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Gar serim." He admitted with a nod, looking at her again, trying to make guesses from appearances. "Tion'ad hukaat'kama?" The question was asked to mean her Mandalorian allegiances.

[Nai'tiri Cadera]

"Cadera," she said with a nod, understanding that he had his personal thing with Varo Kryze. She could respect that.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"So a Schismatic." He remarked without malice, just matter-of-factly. "Like probably most on this side of the battle lines."