A whole new world

[Satchel]

In the past two days has Satchel discovered, that the lowers levels of Coruscant are hardly distinguishable from the underworld of Nar Shaddaa. This is a world of twillight; No sunlight, but a lot of grumpy, suspicious looking persons, and a lot of cantinas.
Satchel narrows her eyes, looking at the scruffy cantina sign, wich hangs just above the door. It looks (as she expected) just like any other nasty cantina on the smuggler's moon. That means, according to Satchel, that the people inside is exactly as naiv, as they could sometimes be back home. And, she thinks, it means that they will fall for the exact same tricks. But even though this place seems familias, this also a whole new world, with a whole lot of new people, who havn't seen her or Fay before. And that is an advantage.

She quickly reaches out for Fay's arm, dragging her towards herself.
"Okay, here's the plan..." She starts in a whispering voice, trying not not to look suspicious at all.

[Fay]

"Hey!" Fay exclaims surprised by the sudden movement of her arm. She had almost lost herself watching the many people and the tense atmosphere. This was great! Satchel had been right about going to Courscaunt. This would be their fortune. "What's the big deal in - oh, the plan?" she interrupts herself sending Satchel an expectant look

[Satchel]

"Yes! the plan..." Satchel's still whispering voice is now added an allmost dramatic sound.

"That's the cantina," She notes, nodding towards the door. "You go in there, find yourself a free spot and wait for me. Meanwhile, I'll be preparing for... the great performance!!" The sentence is finished with a cunning grin.
"You know, like we allways do."

[Fay]

"Sure" Fay copies Satchel's cunning grin and waves her eyebrows. She's almost about to walk right in when she stops herself and turns back at Satchel

"The one with the flute ot the one with the pazaak?"

[Satchel]

One of Satchel's hands unintentionally hits her forehead, when Fay starts walking away without even giving Satchel time to finish.
"The one with the soothsayer, Fay, for crying out loud..." She grumbles from underneath the hand, as she drags it despairingly down her face.
She raises an eyebrow, looking at her friend with a tired glance.
"You remember?"

[Fay]

"Aaahhhh! The one with the soothsayer!" Fay smiles elucidated at Satchel

" Allright, let's hit the road!" She lowers the shadow of the hat so it covers all of her face but the cunning smile, and noddes a Satchel, before she turns to the cantina and enters.

Inside the mood is even more tense - of cause, it's a cantina. A bit different from 'Shadda.. what is it.. what is different...? Fay lets her covered glaze wander while she moves between tables and people..

The people.. they're different. More... colored... clean in fact.
But just as stupid as people all over the galaxy she thinks for herself with a smile, as she finds a free table in a corner where she slips to a seat

All she needs now is a signal

[Satchel]

When Satchel enters the cantina, she no longer looks like Satchel. She is now wearing a long, dark cloak, covering the back of her head and most of her regular clothes. Her bandana is removed from her head, and the messy hair covers most of her face like a black curtain. She could certainly pass for an older woman, if one didn't startet to study her young face deeply.
It took her less than 5 standard minutes to transform from Satchel into Suleima the Soothsayer, and the transformation took place in an alley just right outside the cantina. It is a trick, she has played in several cantinas before this, and she knows exactly how to act. Just as well as Fay does.... Hopefully....
'Suleima' narrows her eyes in the scattered light, before she spots Fay sitting in corner. With the steps of an older being, she starts moving towards her, and greets her with a nod as she approaches the table.

"Greetings, My young, fair lady!" she exclaims, loud enough for the other guests to hear it, but still in a hoarse voice.
"I can tell by your aura that you have an exiting future before you! please, I beg you, let me enlighten you.."

[Fay]

"My AURA??" Fay exclaims with dramatic astonishment as she stands up for the view of the other guests

"But how wouldt you know of such a thing..? Unless.." She adds, making sure to speak loud enough for the ones standing around to hear her
"You are some kind of SOOTHSAYER?"

[Satchel]

Satchel orientates her eyes in the room, to make sure that they have caught the attention of as many as possible.
"BECAUSE...!" She answers Fay, in an allmost perfect imitation of her voice.
"I happen to BE a Soothsayer!" She gesticulate dramaticly with one of her hands, making the cloak wave around her body.

[Fay]

"HA!" Fay shouts acting inconfidently.

"You don't fool me, silly old lady! No one believes in such rubbish. I bet you're just one of thouse fonies trying to get money out of people"

[Mara Jade]

A few people, who were currently playing a game of Sabbacc at a table nearby, seems to have lost interest in their cards, and are now looking at the pair, curiously.

Other guests seemed to have caught what is going on too, and several pairs of eyes are now looking at the "scene".


((And just to be clear, this does not mean you have to wait for me to post too, but it is to show that the guests are now interested in Satchel and Fay, so they can continue their little mischief ))

[Mijana Jeta]

By the bar, sits a tall, blackhaired woman, in a white long coat, enjoying a cocktail.

Mijana's been very irritated all day, by the fact that there has been nothing new the last couple of days, to write about. She guessed the Jedi kept a low profile these days. So she'd went down to this bar, to get away a little.

As the two newcomers start to shout, she turns her chair towards their corner, very dramatically, but shows very little interest in the scene. She rolls her eyes. It was obvious to her, that this was some sort of act these two had put together, for the attention of others. With success, it seemed, since the other guests had their heads turned towards the two.

She turns her chait back towards the bar, not interested. She also takes her purse from the back of her chair, and lays it on the counter, resting one of her hands on it. Just in case.