Ulysses sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed, ‘I wouldn’t bet on it, I don’t think Mandalorians make a habit of taking in refugees.’
"I know I know but we can make Ourselfes Usefull. Perhaps they need a Medic like You and I could clean things or work in a Bar....if they have something like that." She touches his Hand gently
Ulysses smiled at her, ‘Your enthusiasm and optimism knows no end. Maybe we can stay here for a while, but I’m afraid at some point I’ll have to at least find out what happened to my family.’
Eliss'eu leans in and Rests her Head on his Shoulder. "I Hope its safe there too. I wanna have a Normal Life....with You"
Irleen go down near paint, looking for kitchen, gym, training room or anything else, where she could talk with somebody. Or medroom, where Daria should be.
Irleen walks past a Room and sees several Mandalorians Train Hand to Hand Combat with eachother. They have their Helmets Removed and dont are fully Focused on their Training.
‘I want that too,’ Ulysses draped his arm around her waist, ‘I hope they are okay, nothing we can do right now.’ He sighed, ‘Anyway, what did you think of Sabine’s mother. A very strong woman, if a bit harsh, I have to say.’
"She called You Honorable and gaves Us all a Place to stay....She could have thrown Us out instantly but she didnt....We owe her a lot for this." Eliss'eu says
The Warriors look at each other. "Whats a TwiLek doing here?" "No Idea....The Countess let her stay here apperantly" "Is she a Dancer? Prostitude?"
‘It’s bettet than before, but I wouldn’t say we like each other,’ Ulysses chuckled. The medic stood up from the bed, ‘I don’t know about you, but I could use a hot bath after being out in the cold.’
‘I’d love for you to join me,’ Ulysses smiled at her and went to the bathroom, looking for the bathtub.
Irleen put hand on her waist. "I'm mercenary, guys. Only dance what I know, It is dance with wibroblade." She said with sure in voice. "Well? Who isn't afraid?"
Burton settled down in his Assigned Room and took a long Shower and put on Fresh Clothes. He decides to take a Nap but then his Commlink peeps. He takes the Commlink from his Belt "Whos that now.....Burton here"
‘Ah, Mr Burton, greetings. How is the life of a deserter, a fugitive, an outlaw treating you?’ Arkad asked.
Burton frowns. "Pretty well....Had two Heads between my Legs within a Day...what about You?" She asks The Stranger matter of factly
When only answer for her was quiet, Irleen smile. "Come on guys. We are in training room, so better try here something new, than get killed in real fight. I'm so hungry to learn something new." She said and go to nearest guy. "Hey, what about you? What is your name?"