[Lyseil Panteer]

It wasn't quite time for the jizz night yet, but Lyseil *was* a little worried about Zanebry. At least she had been off-duty for the rest of the day, to recover from her own injury, so for once she wasn't dressed in her uniform but rather comfortable civvies.

She cast a few glances around to make sure she wasn't being followed or watched as she approached the Three Drinks and beeped a message to his communicator.

Hey, I'm outside your door if you're home?

- Lys

[Zanebry Varliss]

Come on in.

-Z

Came the reply a moments later, the automatic locks on the door cycling open to let her inside. Z would be found in the common room, dressed rather casually for him, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, and trademark black gloves on the table. There was a glass of what looked like whiskey in his hand and a smile on his lips. "Evening, Sunshine." He greeted her casually, little sign of obvious injury, synth skin worked wonders after all. The fact that he was seated with right leg stretched out before him, likely gave away that something was wrong though.

[Lyseil Panteer]

Stepping inside, Lyseil flipped her hair away from her shoulder as she took in the little details of the scene. Earlier that day she'd been an absolute mess, and she still wasn't feeling 100%, but she had slept through most of the day and with painkillers and her wound covered up, she was much less worse for wear than Zanebry.

"Good evening, Z," she greeted in return, her usual bright smile on her face. "... Everything alright? I was almost half-expecting you to be preening in front of the mirror at this hour, to be honest." She chuckled softly as she walked over to the sitting area, hesitating to take a seat just yet.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I will be shortly." He offered with a soft laugh. "Just need to finish this up before I feel up to standing I think." He raised the cup into the air. "Take a seat though." He gestured to indicate either of the couches. "I can be up in a moment to get you a drink."

with that he began the somewhat painful process of making his way to his feet. "I saw you injured last night? Are you doing well?" He asked mostly to distract himself from the pain.

[Lyseil Panteer]

"No, no, please... stay seated!" she was quick to burst out as she saw that he was obviously having a painful time trying to get up. Instinctively, she clenched her hand over the right side of her collarbone... where she had been wounded. "I'm fine... not perfect, but I can move around. I apologise if you were worried."

Lyseil seemed more embarrassed than pained at the moment at least. "... Last I remember, I'm pointing out snipers to our shooters, then I felt like I was knocked over. Next thing I know, I wake up in the medical facilities."

[Zanebry Varliss]

There was a bit of relief behind his eyes, as he settled back into his seat, he'd have managed one way or another, but he was glad he didn't have to. "That's good to hear." Zane offered with a easy smile, as his eyes followed her hand. "Did the doctor say if it was going to scar?" He asked, though to most that likely wasn't all that important.

"That's not all that unusual." Well maybe the waking up part. "We get hard enough our body just kinda shuts down. Was it your first time gettign shot?" Their was curiosity behind his eyes as he watched her,apparently despite the pain his injuries didn't especially worry him.

[Lyseil Panteer]

Likewise, Lyeseil seemed relieved as he sat back down in his seat. "...I don't know, didn't ask. And there was a lot of hurry as I was given leave to not take up a hospital bed, as they were filling up transports to go out to Garig Town to give emergency aid." Her smile faded at that. Understandably. The attack had killed millions of people. The Mandalorians had now ramped up the game from a war to outright genocide and geographical devastation.

She only gave a nod at first. "Yes... only stray shots or weak ones before this. Usually my uniform is enough to keep away the worst of such, being made with reinforced fabric. This time it... kinda just went right through it." Her amber eyes cast a glance in the direction of the bar, before looking back to Zanebry. "May I?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I'd offer my expert opinion." He held up his right hand, a few of his scars quite evident "But givens its location, that a few steps past inappropriate." A frown made it's way to his lips. "I'd heard about that... wish I could of helped too "

"Help yourself." Zane offered with a small smile. "The gin and tonic water should be easy enough to find." His lips pursed as he returned to the topic at hand. "I know how that is, the clothing I wear is made of similar fabric. With those high powered rifles though you might as well be naked."

He shook his head. "I wish I'd have been able to help you out there."

[Lyseil Panteer]

As she walked over to the bar, she gave him an easy smile in return. "I suppose so. Still, running around naked seems like a terrible idea." She found a glass easily enough. "Can I get you anything while I'm over here?"

As Zanebry had said, the gin and tonic water was easy enough to find. And one of the reasons Lyseil enjoyed that particular drink was that it was fairly easy to throw together. "... Don't worry about it, Z. Lots of other people needed help too. Niall got me to medical, though I don't remember any of it myself."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"A refill." He replied as he reached for his glass. "I'm drinking the from the third bottle on the right." The woman at least knew how to make the one drink she liked, and that was something he approved. "Running around naked isnt so bad, in the right circumstances." He teased. "The battlefield isnt the right place for it though, I agree."

"Beautiful young women always seem to have a escort, me I'm usually the type to stomp into medical on my own." His lips formed into a warm smile. "Still I'm glad he was there to help you out." She deserved at least a little rescue.

[Lyseil Panteer]

"One refill coming up then," Lyseil said sweetly as she stepped over to take his glass. "And I usually reserve nude-running for more private places... though I think the last time I ran around naked, I was a kid and there was a swimming pool involved."

Third bottle on the right... The bottle was opened up, and being an inquisitive sort, she did have to smell it. That's how you got an impression of wine and such, after all!

"But do you stomp into medical on your own because you won't be carried?" she remarked with some humor. Z partly seemed the type to limp in on his own because it looked better for a stylish man like him instead of being carried like a sack of potatoes.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Ships are pretty private places." He teased. "Not that I'm asking, I'm a bit too injured for running, so it'd just end up a disappointment." The bottle was whiskey, a corellian one if she was skilled enough to identify it "I suppose I do a bit more running around naked then you though, mostly because I sleep that way."

Zan couldn't help but laugh at the second comment. "I see you've stumbled upon one of my secrets, Lyseil." He looked around the room. "You'll notice I don't linger around medical either, I dont think I quite pull off a hospital gown."

[Lyseil Panteer]

"What can I say, I'm a lot more perceptive than a lot of people give me credit for," she chuckled softly at his laugh. That people thought her dumb or useless because she was an optimist and idealist... well, that was her advantage! "Like, I figured you were either busy or something was wrong since you didn't meet me at the door, as that seem like the type of thing you'd do for a lady. So when you were sitting down when I came in, I could tell you were probably hurt, despite trying to look like you had just had a little bit of fisticuffs the night before."

Hmm... that smells nice. She paused in her assessement of the subject that was Zanebry Varliss: "How big of a refill do you want?" Lyseil wasn't able to figure out the origin of the whiskey, but to her inexperienced senses it had an interesting smell. If it had been Alderaanian, she might've been able to identify it.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"You should take advantage of that, as well as your looks. A smile, a touch of your hand, either one can help put someone at ease." He couldn't help but smile as she explained, she was good at this. "Excellent deduction.
Look at what you know of the person, and what you can understand from the scene. Don't forget the details either, like how there are no abrasions on my knuckles."

"As much as you'd like to give me, Sunshine." He looked towards her, a mischievous shine in his eyes. "You've seen me, I've shown you a bit of the pain I'm in. Now make your judgment based on how much you think I need, and what you want from the conversation."

[Lyseil Panteer]

Lyseil shook her head, chuckling mirthfully. "I'm not that type, Z. Not a smooth operator like you and the spy-types." Her attention turned mostly to the pouring of the whiskey, adjusting her thumb on the glass as she remembered what she could from late night Academy-shenanigans. Let's see... one, two, three...

"I still don't know how well you handle your alcohol, and what amount of painkillers you're on, but... I'll take the chance and assume you're not overdosing like an idiot. Though some doctor would probably tell you not to mix alcohol and medicine." Not Cole though. Hm. I worry about him. Pouring three fingers worth for Z, she first handed him back his glass before taking a seat beside him with her own drink.

"So... what happened to you?" since she now knew what condition he was in, more or less, it was time to learn what had happened.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"You could be, if you wanted to." He mused, she had indicated an interest in SIS, after all. "You just need to practice a few things."

"Thank you, Lyseil." Zane said, a slight seductive quality to his tone, and a hint of desire behind his eyes As he reached forward to accept the glass, his fingers brushing against hers in a whisper of a caress. "Though you're likely built better for a different approach." Z continued his tone returning to normal.

"I'm not a idiot, usually." The glass was brought to his lips and he took a small sip, savoring the flavor before swallowing. "And doctors seldom take their own advice... That should probably mean something."

As the question came to what happened, his lips quirked into a wry smile. "I ran into Eralynn and her daddy/boyfriend, they decided to try and make two pieces out of me with some vibro swords." His finger reached down to pat his injured leg "I'll likely have a mighty fine scar here."

[Lyseil Panteer]

It was only a brief touch, but it was enough to tell that her dainty looking fingers were harder than a glance would lead to believe. "I... maybe," she stumbled a little over her own words. "I don't know. My mind is kind of all over the place now with what happened with Garig Port. Probably not the best time to be thinking of dropping what I've been working on for a couple of years now to redirect myself elsewhere."

She took a careful sip of the gin & tonic, her lips pressing together as she swallowed. "... I guess since you're alive, they're not? Goodness, Zanebry... I didn't think you were the type to rush into a fight head-on with Mandalorian warleaders."

[Zanebry Varliss]

She'd done more work with her hands, then she let n, if he thought about it though, that wasn't really all that surprising. "You're the one to know that better them me. Though I think that sentence tells you all you really need to know." If her mind was s full with one disaster, it probably wasn't the right line of work for her.

"Eralynn, was captured, I think the other escaped." He'd been rather unconscious at the time so it was hard to tell all the details. He couldn't help but chuckle at her following comment. "My, dear, Lyseil. You've seen more of my scars then most people have. Did you think I go them all from bar brawls?" He raised an eyebrow in her direction. "I've been shot, stabbed, beaten, bludgeoned, poisoned, and gassed. I'm not particularly worried about a Lady like Eralynn. She really just wanted to be stopped anyways."

[Lyseil Panteer]

"Maybe," she shrugged slightly. It had been a hectic past 24 hours for her. Spy-stuff that could've turned sticky, being shot for the first time, and straight from medical to help with the survivors. It was odd too because she'd been sent straight to bed-rest after that when she had returned to her office-spot. Eventually, it would all sink in more.

Lyseil chuckled softly at his remarks. "And if she wasn't stopped, you and others would've just been her new homework. I've seen the reports on what she's been doing." With a sigh, she tussled her raven hair slightly. "She's stopped now, at least. It probably sounds cheesy, but... thank you. She hurt a lot of people - directly and indirectly. It's a relief to know she won't be around anymore."

The sip from her glass was bigger this time. "If the spy-business is as rough as that, I don't think I would last long. Poisoned and gassed, on top of all other forms of physical trauma? I didn't even want to pull my gun on two people I suspected might be you-know-who's goons."

[Zanebry Varliss]

It probably would, but these things took time, and it was likely the first time Lyseil had seen that kind of devastation. Which was good thing, the less people in the galaxy that had to see these sort of things the better.

He sighed, perhaps a bit over dramatically. "One day, I'm going to meet a lady that understands I have a perfectly good cheek to say thanks to." The joking manner of his tone, conveyed he really didn't need it though. "Really though, you don't need to thank me. I just did what I thought I should, and if a few others weren't there to help it would of been pointless."

He followed her lea, taking a large sip from his own cup. "Honestly, it's not really that bad. I just tend to do a lot of things hands on. Naveera, hardly ever got a scratch, and she did the work for years." His lips quirked into a smile. "You just need to find a fella to take care of the shooting for you. Some people aren't cut out for that part." Luth was one of those.

[Lyseil Panteer]

Lyseil laughed, shaking her head as she did. "Really, Z, don't make it sound like a lady has never kissed you on the cheek before. Besides, I save my kisses for when I really mean it," she gave him a wink at that. "A princess doesn't give away kisses easily, after all."

She did look more curious as he spoke of the work. "Naveera? A colleague of yours?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Usually it's on the lips." Ze admitted, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Anyways, I know already that you're saving all your kisses for, Niall." He probably had a pure white horse and everything back on Aldeeraan. "I just like to tease." A mischievous smile painted it's way onto his lips. "Mostly because I like to see you fall back on that Princess card."

"Colleague, lover, girlfriend for a while. Niall, got to meet her a time or two." His lips quirked into awry smile. "I had to shoot people for her on occasion."

[Lyseil Panteer]

"Good, it happens to be my favorite defense," she snickered, managing to relax a bit more as she managed to push her thoughts away from the dangers of the past day.

Colleague, lover, and girlfriend for a while... a part of her wondered if something had happened, since this Naveera was no longer a girlfriend. Maybe just a breakup over differences, she reasoned to herself, very consciously avoiding thinking the woman could have been killed or something like that.

"Mm, I see..." she nodded. "As for Niall. Maybe? I... don't know. It's complicated, I guess?" Lyseil shrugged. "I like him, but... well, few things are easy, huh?" Looking over to Z, Lyseil did wonder how much he knew about Niall's love-life. He had seemed to know a few things before, but it wasn't really her place to talk about Niall's issues with someone else, was it?

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I noticed, it's almost a shame I promised not to try too hard to get around it." They had their boundaries set after all, and while he might poke at them, he had no intention of actually crossing them.

"Especially in matters of the heart." He matched her eyes with his as she looked his way and offered a soft smile. "I know my love life has had more complications then I'd like to admit." He pondered a moment bringing up Niall, but decided to try something else instead. "Could be some of those experiences could help you out? If you're interested?"

[Lyseil Panteer]

"Hm..." she looked away for a moment, sorting out her own thoughts. "Sure... why not? I mean, it's not like I've had a whole lot of experience myself, to be honest. I wasn't terribly interested in boys when I was younger, and most of them probably thought me too much of a nerd to be interesting?" Lyseil chuckled lightly as some childhood memories came back to her.

"Don't get me wrong though," she quickly added. "I'm not the type to sit around and pine for something that's not going to work."