Thursday, August 18, 2005

Typho: Stylin' at Watto's

The first thing I did once the transport dropped us off at Watto’s Casino was check into my room, hit the shower and wash away the grime of the last few weeks.

Talk about filth. I felt about five pounds lighter when I stepped out of the shower.

I debated whether or not to shave, since I think the beard suits me, but in the end I went for it.

I changed my clothes, but instead of hitting the buffet line, I hit the bar first. I was just thinking what a stroke of rotten luck it was that Siri had gotten voted off last week (this would’ve been a great chance to get to know her better), when what do you know? I ran into her girlfriend Oola, the Twi’lek exotic dancer.

Small galaxy!

She said, “You look lost, Typho, let me take you under my wing.”

She introduced me to the Gella twins, Ann and Tan, and yet another Twi’lek lady, Lyn Me. I thought I was on Ryloth for a second.

We discussed the state of the economy, sports, the upcoming Senate vote on legalizing prostitution in the Core Systems and what kinds of fragrant oils are best for massages.

I’m supposed to catch up with Han so he can give me some Corellian gambling tips, and I really should get something to eat if I’m going to be drinking all night, but it would be terribly rude of me to abandon these ladies at this point.

I’ll keep my eye out for my teammates, though...

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

(nodding)

There was absolutely zero romance involved. Completely platonic.

No need to reach for the lightsaber.

9:47 PM, August 18, 2005  
Blogger Jawa Juice said...

Great picture.
I feel like I'm watching Baywatch: Endor. (except that would make you David Has-..... eppp!

7:48 AM, August 19, 2005  
Blogger Unknown said...

Typho is way more fly than anyone on Baywatch: Endor. Do they even have beaches on Endor? ;)

8:19 AM, August 19, 2005  

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