"Well, if Raez wants to order a 'Heebie-Jeebie' he can." Trychon smiled. "I'm all for an ale. Wanted one on Nar Shaddaa and couldn't get one. We've got the time to spare for now... we can find a nice dark booth. I promise."
Raezyr shook his head noticeably, but he kept walking right along with them.
"We can even send 'Sir Gets Along With Everyone' here to order for us. It'll be fun."
Trychon wasn't sure... but he was pretty sure that he got a grin under the mask for that one. Getting his dark companion to chuckle silently was becoming a little like a game for him. He was also getting used to his darker sense of humor... rare as it was.
Tyrrazapon on the other hand was a lot quicker to trade quick barbs with him. He reminded him of a more energetic and outgoing version of himself. Interesting how they had so many similarities for such a diverse group. Their backgrounds were likewise very diverse.
The new group of friends walked into the pub. Raezyr and Trychon sat in the first corner booth they could come to as they walked in, and sent Tyrrazapon to get them an order.
Trychon spoke quietly to Raezyr. "It'll be alright man... you can have a drink. We don't have to race or anything. Nothing bad's gonna happen over one ale in half an hour."
He could feel Raezyr calming down about the situation as Tyrrazapon brought them a dish with three Ales on it. He sat down and turned to Raezyr. "The bartender said he didn't know how to make a 'Heebie-Jeebie" so I figured an ale would work." He grinned. "Last one to finish has to go for the next round!"
Trychon smiled at Raezyr.
They spent the next 20 minutes or so sharing random stories from their past.
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