#Miner'sRespite – October 17, 2013

Va'ynna is already sitting at the bar, an almost empty plate with what might have been the closest think one could get to a steak on Aite. She's wearing a dark-gray dress with orange trims.

Zaylus returns to the Respite, pushing past the front doors in his standard attire of simple armor. He strides across the floor with confidence despite his less than impressive display the night before, and climbs onto a stool a few spots down from the asari, not seeming to notice her until a few moments have passed. "Funny seeing you here." He jokes halfheartedly, recalling this bar patron to be something of a tight-lipped individual, not as receptive to his certain brand of 'charm'.

Tarlon | A blue-green salarian walks into the room, a map of the town still open on his omni-tool, and looks at the bar's clientele, who are in various states of scruffiness. "Ah... good, good."

Va'ynna looks at the turian with a tilted head. "Um, how so?" she says. While she did drink something along with her meal, there was an empty glass beside her plate; though the bartender collected it around the time the turian approached the bar.

Zaylus frowns, tapping a finger against his mandibles. "It... it's a joke, sweetheart. Don't hurt yourself trying to figure it out." He explains dismissively, shaking his head and ordering himself a drink.

Tarlon makes his way to the bar, cheerfully typing away on his omni-tool and not looking up at all.

Va'ynna nods. "Ah, okay," she says before turning her gaze back to the bar, looking over the drinks menu.

Tarlon comes up behind a turian, looking up at him. "Oh... hello. Sorry. Still room here for me, yes?" He looks around the bar.

Zaylus looks down at the stranger skeptically, spinning in his seat to look more directly. "You new to the concept of 'bars' or something? Just sit somewhere were someone isn't already." He explains in a less then friendly tone, turning back around with a shake of his head. "You'd think it'd be pretty simple." Muttering, he picks up his drink as it's brought to him.

Zaylus stops mid-drink, seeming to contemplate this. "No, I suppose it isn't." He concedes. "I'll let you know if I see any coming your way." The young turian adds with a wink before returning his focus to his glass.

Tarlon takes an empty barstool next to Zaylus and turns off his omni-tool interface for now.

Va'ynna orders a beer before she occationally glances at the other two in the corner of her eye.

Jason strolls into the bar through the front door and absent mindedly bumps into a human exiting as he pokes at his omni-tool. After his apology is met with a "Fuck off.", Jason moves past the man and continues towards the counter, giving the finger to the patron's back during the rest of his trip. "Evening Va'ynna." he says, still pronouncing her name incorrectly. "Asshat." he says with nod towards the turian as he takes a seat beside Va'ynna.

Zaylus hardly takes any interest in the rambling of his new salarian barmate, instead focusing on swirling the liquid around in glass. That is, until a familiar and unwelcome voice calls out behind him. Only giving Jason a sideways glance, he responds with a gruff: "Screw off, human."

Tarlon looks up to see Jason and grins widely.

Va'ynna looks up to Jason as he speaks to her, a small smile crossing her lips. "Hey," she says. but she doesn't get to say more before a salarian starts talking to him.

Jason ignores the turian for a moment and leans forward in his seat, turning his gaze to the salarian. "Tarlon!?" he exclaims, hopping off his stool and moving over to his friend. "What are you doing here!?" he asks, pulling the salarian into a tight hug.

Tarlon pats Jason on the back awkwardly.

Zaylus rolls his eyes, sighing in annoyance. "Oh no, it brought friends." He groans, knocking back the rest of his drink to sooth himself.

Va'ynna turns back towards the bar counter as the bartender hands her the drink she ordered.

Jason releases the embrace and takes a step back. "Don't mind Asshat over here," he says, glancing at Zaylus, "He wasn't hugged enough."

Zaylus narrows his eyes, though doesn't look around. "Don't try to hug me, human." He warns gruffly.

Jason smirks at Zaylus, "Nothing to worry about there. Wouldn't want to risk catching whatever it is that makes you such a miserable little shit." he says before quickly leaning over the counter and shouting his order to the passing bartender.

Zaylus turns toward the salarian. "What did you... what are you doing? Knock that off!" He demands, landing his fist on the counter. "Human, tell your friend I'm not one of his freaky science experiments! I better not see this little thing looking in my window at night." He growls, looking between the two.

Jason chuckles at Zaylus' uneasiness. "Ahh... Where are my manners?" he says, moving closer to Va'ynna. "Tarlon... This is Va-..." he stops abruptly, clearing his throat, "This is 'V'. 'V', Tarlon. Greatest salarian you'll ever meet. Famous, even!"

Tarlon holds out his hand for a handshake.

Zaylus grumbles to himself as the others make introductions, ordering a refill on his drink.

Va'ynna walks over to the others, placing her drink on the counter next to the seat she gueses Jason's about to take, and then takes the salarian's hand. "I'm Va'ynna," she says. "Nice to meet you, Su-...Tarlon."

Jason takes the seat preordained by Va'ynna and collects his rum & coke, slugging back a healthy (Or, rather, unhealthy) amount and giving a satisfied sigh.

Tarlon orders himself a glass of something salarian-sounding and, upon being informed that it it not available, settles for water instead.

Va'ynna nods and turns back towards her seat, only to find Jason there, evoking a tilt of her head. She takes the seat beside Tarlon, and reaches for her drink.

Zaylus continues to drink, visibly crouched over the counter and occasionally grumbling to himself.

Jason rotates on his stool and puts his back to the counter, leaning against it comfortably. "So, you planning on sticking around for a while, Tarlon?" he asks, holding his drink loosely in one hand.

Jason smiles to himself and nods a few times. "Gonna be good to have you around, bud. Just like old times, right?" he says, his grin implying that it may be more of a threat than a question.

Va'ynna chuckles, and looks at the salarian beside her. "So, what kind of science is it that you're doing?" she says.

Tarlon straightens his shoulders.

Jason lowers his gaze towards the ground and nods silently at Tarlon's response before taking a sip of his drink. "Don't think about it too much, 'V'... I've known him for a while now and still haven't figured out what it is he does."

Tarlon sniffs disapprovingly.

Va'ynna stares a little, then nods. "Ah, interesting," she says, maybe not sounding all that sincere. "Studying people, I take it? What for?"

Zaylus grumbles, "Because he's a creepy little weirdo, obviously."

Tarlon sniffs even more pointedly at the turian.

Zaylus straightens up, "And just what is that supposed to mean?"

Jason leans over to better view Zaylus. "He's saying you're a moron. That was salarian for 'You're too stupid to understand'." Jason says, a smug smile planted across his face.

Zaylus rolls his eyes, "Right human, interesting coming from you right after admitting you don't understand either. Try to keep up, huh?" He retorts casually, finishing off his drink.

Jason shrugs and sets his glass back down on the counter, reaching awkwardly behind himself to place it down. "Hey, I was just kidding... I know exactly what he does." he says, straightening up and looking over towards Tarlon, "Xeno... Anthropomorphic... Worldly stuff. As relating to... Uhh... The recognition, henceforth, of..." he continues, raising an eyebrow at Tarlon, ".... Fuck off."

Va'ynna grins, amused by the interaction around her, but she doesn't add to it. She brings her drink up to her lips to cover her expression, though, and to sip it.

Jason rotates in his seat to face the counter once again and leans over his drink.

Tarlon doesn't look up from his omni-tool.

Zaylus chuckles heartily, "You don't need to prove anything, human. We all know you're a moron."

Jason mutters to himself and takes another swig from his glass.

Zaylus growls, "That fancy way of speaking won't protect you, you know. Neither will all that useless knowledge." He glowers over the salarian, a vaguely threatening tone in his voice.

Jason chuckles loudly and glances at Zaylus. "You have no idea who you're fucking with. That salarian-..." he says, nodding towards Tarlon, "...has some of the biggest ba-... Fertilizing knobs?" he asks, genuine interest on his face for a split second before shaking the thought away and continuing, "Balls... Biggest balls this side of the galaxy. Took on a thresher maw and lived to tell about it."

Zaylus looks between Tarlon and Jason, a skeptical expression on his face. "You expect me to believe that? This little thing?" He waves one hand dismissively. "I wouldn't believe that complete bullshit if I saw it myself."

Jason shrugs, "Believe it or not, kid. I was there."

Va'ynna sips her drink. "That is kinda hard to believe," she admits. "Why did you take on a Thersher Maw?"

Zaylus blinks once, holding his tongue. After a sip of his drink, he lets out a subtle, "Cool."

Jason smiles and shakes his head. "Surviving a thresher maw attack at all is impressive in my book..."

Va'ynna raises an eyebrow at the turian, "Um, I don't think anyone ever said he took it down."

Zaylus shrugs, "It doesn't surprise me, human. You seem to have pretty low standards."

Zaylus groans, raising a hand to trace the lines on his forehead soothingly. "I am not drunk enough to keep listening to this guy." He eyes Jason as he speaks, offering only a scoff as a response. "Forget it, human. You don't have the time nor the credits to get a story out of me."

Jason lets out a laugh, "What you're saying is you don't have any worth telling... Yet you seem more than willing to put the rest of us down." He nods to himself, "Fair enough."

Zaylus shrugs, "Whatever helps you sleep at night." Then, turning to the salarian he quickly adds, "I seem to have attracted you well enough, didn't I? And now I can't get rid of you."

Tarlon is still typing on his omni-tool, though that doesn't seem to stop him from speaking.

Jason looks over Va'ynna during Tarlon and Zaylus' exchange. "Decided to stick with the formal wear, huh?"

Va'ynna looks at Jason. "Yeah," she drawls out. "Old habits are tough to break... you know."

Zaylus raises his glass towards the salarian before finishing it off.

Tarlon takes his water and drinks is with one hand while apparently ordering some notes on the screen of his omni-tool between sips.

Jason finishes his drink off in turn and waves down the bartender for a refill. "I gotchya. Still, a wardrobe change might do well to help ya steer clear of any unwanted attention, if you know what I mean." he makes no attempt at masking his nods towards Zaylus.

Zaylus gives a light shrug, grinning as he responds, "Can't blame the woman for wanting to dress well. And it, shows to. Don't expect me not to notice." He winks, tipping a nod back at them.

Va'ynna sips her drink. "True," she says followed by a nod. "I'll see if any local stores out here got something... more appropriate." She brings her glass up to her lips. "I didn't stand out that much back on Thessia, dressed like this."

Zaylus glares back at the salarian. "Regret to inform. Experiment failing. You're still annoying as shit." He mocks.

Tarlon does not seem in the least bit bothered by the insult.

Jason rolls his eyes at Zaylus. "Maybe not." he says, taking a sip from his refilled glass, "But you're not on Thessia anymore. Probably a good idea to blend in and play the part." he says.

Zaylus sets his glass down on the counter, pushing it away from him. "Alright, I've had enough science for one day." He mutters, paying for his drinks before turning to leave. "See you later Asshole #1, Asshole #2, Va'ynna." He calls out as he heads for the stairs, waving absently.

Tarlon seems rather amused by the whole exchange and closes the screen on his omni-tool, looking up.

Jason raises a hand and waves Zaylus off. "Take care." he calls out after the turian, "Don't choke to death in your sleep or anything... Would be terrible..."

Zaylus calls down from somewhere up the steps, "You'd be so lucky, human!"

Va'ynna looks at the turian while he leaves, nodding her goodbye before turning back to the bar counter. "I didn't get a nickname," she mutters with a mock pout, before a giggle escape her.

Jason stands up as he shouts back, "We'd all be lucky!"

Jason chuckles to himself as he retakes his seat. "Of course not. He's got a thing for you." he says, "Just for you!" he continues, mocking the turian's words from the previous night.

Va'ynna looks at her drink before shrugging. "As much's obvious," she says, "And I was joking about the nickname thing."

Jason sighs. "Preferably a circle faaar away from here..."

Va'ynna sips her drink, not having anything to add to the conversation.

Jason pats Va'ynna on the shoulder.

Va'ynna seem to get rather tense once a hand is placed on her shoulder, the salarian looking at her not helping much. "Um,... I am?"

Jason nods. "Sure. Just look at her. Dressed like royalty over here!" he says, slamming back a portion of his drink, "A diamond in the rough!"

Va'ynna nods, her cheeks' color deepening a little. "Most of my wardrobe is," she says, "And I'm going to find something better suited. I just haven't left the Miner's Respite since I got here a few days ago."

Tarlon nods a little, then turns back to his omni-tool, frowning.

Tarlon smiles at Jason.

Va'ynna nods to the salarian, a small smile on her face. "I'll see you again, Tarlon."

Jason shakes his head. "Chaos... You have no idea. The place is a mess right now. Linda is trying to get everything ready for us to get some work. Just-... Don't hesitate to drop by if you can't find somewhere right away."

Tarlon finishes the last of his water and gives both of them a wave before heading out of the Respite, humming to himself.

Jason gives the salarian a nod, a wide smile on his face, before turning back to the counter and taking another sip of his drink.

Va'ynna looks at the salarian until he's about half-way out, and then turns back to the counter. "So," she says. "I looked at the local mine's site... seems they don't seek anything as simple as I hoped."

Jason frowns. "What are they looking for?" he asks, "Can't be too complicated to haul some rocks out of a hole in the ground, right?"

Va'ynna sips her drink. "Engineers, mechanics and administrative work, moslty," she says, "I'm guessing the easy jobs are all taken."

Jason leans against the counter, propping his head up with his hand, "Keep your chin up. There's gotta be more jobs around here. Once we've got everything set up, I'll check with the boss-lady and see if there's any work available for you. It'll largely depend on whether or not we're able to secure some promising contracts. Most of the work will be in the field, but ya never know."

Va'ynna smiles. "I'll keep looking," she says, "and thank you." An Omni-tool audio notification interrupts her before she gets to say anything more. "Oh, I think I've got to get going," she says. "I'll see you again, Jason."

Jason nods. "Take care, 'V'." he says, "You know where to find me."

Va'ynna nods. "You too," she says before downing what little remained of her drink. She then leaves the bar and makes her way upstairs.

Jason remains at the bar. "Big asajura game tonight." he shouts to the bartender, "You able to put it on?"