[Teffa]

After some presumably much-needed rest at Medical, Teffa was given more or less a clean bill of health. Sure, she might do better with more vitamins in her system and actually drink water, instead of water substitutes. She meandered her way back to the general hangar where the Trunk was packed, needing a good shower and a change of clothes, despite not coming from a wild party the night before.

[Nudimsu]

He had no idea why he volunteered himself to join the three man crew for operations this evening. Oh wait, he didn't. Durasay basically did it for him. The Pandorian had a way with words, but that is why he was allied with him. Even if it meant doing these charity flyby's to assist the war effort. Still, it wasn't as if he was ignoring the possibilities his role in the matter could lead to. Just that he wasn't going to bother to use the Turtle for this one. If a ship goes down, it might as well be one of theirs. He couldn't handle that sort of experience again with her.

Along the path to his ship, he spied the Chiss from the party a few days ago. Any attempt to communicate with her during the event was ruined by Jax, choosing to instead attempt to bed her, not leaving much chance for actual dialogue. Considering how often he interacted with his own kind, and that at least half of them that were here had met their demise, it wouldn't be the unwisest of decisions to have some interaction with the other half here.He holds his coffee in his hand, considering how one actually interacts with his race versus one that had been...domesticated would be the right word, I suppose....domesticated by the culture of the Core Worlds sector.

"Good morning, Teffa." He nods politely to her, speaking in their Native tongue in his greeting showing little emotion as he spoke before realizing what he was doing and quickly smiled. "You look like you've had a long night."

[Teffa]

Teffa didn't seem to pay too much mind to her surroundings and when she heard her native language, her posture changed to stand straight and try cobble up some semblance of a proud appearance. She had run into other Chiss as often as she...not often. However, she soon visibly relaxed when it was just Nudimsu she briefly met the other day. She let out a small pretty and bobbed her head in agreement. "Yeah...I wish I could say it was a wild one but quite the opposite. Just glad to be back with a clean bill of health. I just hope it's not a large bill...Good morning, Nudimsu! How about you've been?"

[Nudimsu]

"It looks as if you still have all your limbs in their proper place, so that's good." He looks her over to confirm it, then sips his coffee. "Though if that were to happen, at least you're working for the Republic right now and not having to rely on some questionable street doctor. Like how it was in Nar Shaddar. Never know what is actually sanitary and what isn't in those sort of places.

He smiles at her again, remembering to show expressions of emotion a lot faster this time. "I at least hope whoever did that to you ended up worse for ware."

[Teffa]

With the way I felt last night, losing a few aching limbs didn't sound like a bad idea. "Yeah, there's that. I heard someone got a free limb replacement on the Republic's bill with no bill or debt. I would have that recruitment would be part of the deal. Doctor Cole doesn't seem like a shady character, if hard on the edges."

She sighed and scratched her forearm in an anxious tick, "I wish I could but that person might be me, my fault. I took a stroll then realized it was a bad idea. This is nothing like the desert or the farmlands. I must have imagined that wookies must have set up a casino around here."

[Nudimsu]

He nods, recognizing the name immediately. "Yes, Dr. Cole. He's got a very straightforward personality, which has been different from most of the other humans I have met. A very talented man, and I'm glad he has helped you with that.

At the mention of the casino, he shakes his head. "Nothing to my knowledge out there, though I, myself, was curious to head out there. I lack the proper equipment to hold off whatever diseases lie within, though, and one of my other crewmates who would want to explore it with me is..." He gives a slight pause at the thought of Craw still in his quarters. "...in mourning, so I have no backup to go alone. If you ever want to head back to the towns we've been in and not have to drag out your rig, I have no problem taking you there. My crewmate is testing and improving my ship and there's a large junk area around there perfect for weapon and speed testing."

[Teffa]

"That would explain a bit about him, he seems rather wrapped up in his duty. It seems the only thing that would please him is more duty," which isn't a detriment in itself but seeing as he was forced to take breaks, it seemed that there must be a detriment somewhere.

"That's unfortunate," she said at first, wondering if it was someone she knew. "That sounds pretty good, the farmlands a while back seemed nicer than this place and a place for target practice would be convenient. I don't really feel like getting in cue with the Republic soldiers and filling out approval forms...who's in this crew, anyways?"

[Nudimsu]

"He seems dedicated to hit work, yes. I do owe him a drink for his work. Which is something I don't often offer, but he helped me with a injury and most humans seem to find that as a socially acceptable payment when credits are not offered as a norm. I really should attempt to do so at some point; I hate the thought of lingering debt." There's a matter of factly nod about it, thinking of the rec room or a previous place to meet. Then she breached the subject.

"A crewmate's death is never something a Captain wants to see, but we move forward with what needs to be done and grieve for them privately. We don't let it affect us while lives are on the line, even if it was one's ex-fiancee." He nods. "Even if it was a fellow Chiss." A Chiss that threw her life away for some meaningless sense of honor. "We have a Pantorian who's name is Durasay. I'm sure you've heard of him at this point, what with those rousing speeches he gives every day. He's formerly of the crew, but decided to throw his hand into politics as part of the Republic. It works, since I am hired as his private transport. Don't have to scrap around with less than savory types to get a job. Consistent work is important, after all. It also helps here, which is how I can just fly off without worrying about all that formal paperwork. Our Gunner and muscle, Craw, a Mandalorian who I mentioned already. We also recently hired on a Duros named Hacha. Other than that, we're a bit short on a few things, but this isn't exactly the place to go meeting potential new recruits." With that, he give small pause at his statement, considering had just happened a few days ago. "...Although that's what happened with the Duros, now that I think about it."

He drank his coffee, letting it linger. "Is it just you on your ship?"

[Teffa]

"A drink, that seems like a reasonable token," she said as she placed a hand on her chin and gave a few sound nods. "It's far better than looking for ways to get injured just so he could see me again and apply his trade. I'd rather save that for when I'm getting injured on purpose than incidentally."

"Oh," She said with a pensive narrowing of her eyes, rather curious to hear that there were even more Chiss here at some point in time. "I might have seen your fellow crewmates around here but I can't say I've spoken to them in person. Now that I recall, I might have seen Durasay while he was in a less than good shape. Medical is not a place to make bonds or form relations if you're neither doctor nor patient, unfortunately. With a Republic politician on your bill, I take it that you're also exempt from all of this ship moving madness? The circulation fan in the other hangar and it doesn't quite push the scent of exhaust out from my neighbour's generator very well..."

"Yes," she said with a nod and quickly amended her statement. "Myself and my droid. Arbee keeps everything operational and maintained on the way. Thankfully too, as he knows his way better than I do."

[Nudimsu]

"Well, if you want a chance to meet him socially, I could call upon him and have you join us." He wasn't sure if he would be interested; Nudimsu wouldn't. But the doctor wasn't a Chiss. "I'm not much of a drinker, much less apt on a social scale. Having someone who could engage with him in that regard would be for the best." Much as he tried, he still had a lot to learn about being approachable to others.

"I'm still subject to it, albeit less enforced with me in certain areas. Mostly due to Durasay allowing me to go to my ship as needed. Still in the hangars with the rest of you, still under the same restrictions. Still have to deal with the lackluster nature of the Turtle's new quarters."

As she mentioned the droid, she nods. "Not a terrible situation, then. Would that I could pilot my Turtle by myself, it would be simply droids all around me." His face as he says it shows a deadpan look, calling into question whether or not he was serious about the statement. "Though if they were to break down, I'd be dead." He smiled and sipped his coffee once more. "So, how did a Chiss make her way out here? Not on the planet, I mean, but outside of the Ascendency. You seem to have a knack for chatting with other species, so I'd assume you've been gone from it for some time, if you were ever there."

Or she was trained to infiltrate. Not that he'd ever ask that part; be wrong to put pressure of a member of the Ascendency like that for no reason.

[Teffa]

Teffa shook her head at the offer, "That's fine, I don't think I'd want to pull him away from duty." Now that she thought about it, she did manage to run into him outside of his work and that was perhaps where she got a better impression of him, he wasn't any more cheerful.

"Is your crew typically a handful?" She asked curiously with a quick lift of her brow. There were stories she heard already, but probably better to hear it from the source.

She mustered a small smile at the question and gave a shrug about it. "I was, yeah. I suppose I always had my sights beyond the satellites of the Ascendency, where I was from. Instead of heading closer towards Csilla, I guess I went outward instead to see how it like beyond. A misdirected emancipation, I'm sure my parents would call it. I'm sure the official story back home is that I suffered a hyperdrive malfunction and became lost in space. As for the other races here, I get along with them well enough but attachment is something I still struggle with. For better or worse."

[Nudimsu]

""Very well." Now he had to find things to talk about with him. Usually he let someone stronger in conversation lead the way and he could follow, but both of them seemed pretty inept when it came down to idle chat. It was going to be a experience...

"They try my nerves constantly, calling me Nudie. It's as annoying of a nickname as you could believe. Still, their skills are something of note. Though we hardly interact with one another outside of missions, our professional mannerisms and coordination is spot on. I've got a good crew on my team, despite their setbacks." He nods firmly, assured in his assessment of them.

"Wish I could say the same. I voiced my displeasure of our wonderful Alliance and voiced my opinion of such in a...fairly public way. After that, I stole a Clawcraft and a few items and politely made my way out of the Ascendancy. Needless to say, I don't think I'll be allowed to return anytime soon." It was quite the wild time, for sure, and more to the story, but the best of lies always held fragments of truth within them. "After that, sold the ship, eventually bought the Turtle." At her comment, he nods understandingly. "Family is important. This is something we are taught among our people, as you know; it's instilled within us. Having yours send you off that way is something I could understand. I won't pretend to understand the emotional needs of some who crave to fill the void, but finding someone to have a bond with either in a professional sense or a personal one, is important as a Chiss."

He managed it with his crew, though he'd never let them know that; they would never let it go.

"Sorry, I lost my decorum there for a moment and went on a tangent."

[Teffa]

Teffa paused in thought after Nudimsu's tangent. She was right in a sense but she didn't quite feel the obligation to belong somewhere but she supposed that she could probably head back home anytime she wanted. "It's good to hear that you've found somewhere else to belong and that the Turtle managed to give you some purpose beyond the Ascendancy. Looks like your crew might be a handful to you for a long while if they keep on giving, as you say," she smirked faintly at that.

[Nudimsu]

"If nothing else, they've taught me that in order to survive, I have to lower my standards enough to accept their shortcomings. Expecting things to be run as efficient as the Ascendency out here would be maddening." There was a tone of acceptance in his voice, as if one had gone thru all the other steps of grief and arrived at its conclusion."All the same, I do hope you find something you can at least learn to attach to. Your droid sounds like a good start, but I suppose the rest of the species around here should be a end goal. Such as they are, if you're looking for a attachment, they're generally going to be the best you got.

"Does your task bring you good work? Never considered transporting legitimate cargo before; I'd imagine you've seen many of these interesting planets around the Core Worlds and other systems."

[Teffa]

"Well, the droid came with the ship and I don't know if we get along exactly, it seems business as usual around the Trunk for him." Teffa placed hands on her hips and gave a quick look around the Hangars as if the Hangar was supposed to represent the world at large than just a glorified parking garage for the paid volunteers. She let out a sigh and shrugged, "I'm too sure, to be honest. Even before this gig, I've travelled around a fair bit and the only people that I'm more than acquaintances with are the people I owe debts to, heh."

"I've only been at it for half a year," she smirked. "It doesn't exactly pay you very well. Regular hauls will keep fuel in your ship but nothing much elsewhere. The real money is in the long hauls where they expect you to be gone for days, if not weeks. It's usually pretty good money when you don't have to worry about things like your family, friends or have a home to return to."