Hotel "the golden Jawa"- Open TRP (it always works, so I hope this time it will too)

Marco stance infront of massive building, called "The golden Jawa". One of the most attracted hotels on Alzoc 3.
It contains an impressive bar, a casino, a Hotel in the upper parts and several shops on the secodn level.
Marco signs in at the Protocol administrator and heads to a filled bar to take his first shot.
"One sturbed Telol" He says when the bartender arrrives. A voice, with the sound like someone smoked way to much, answers "Coming right to you sir.. No! I said to take this to table 5 not to bring it to the roof morron.. I hate jawas"

A hooded person with a long white beard appears to be drinking something from a plated cup. He stays quiet, with the hood over his eyes.

A random person enters inside of the bar, he takes his hood down and says "Correlian Ale, and fast"The barman nods and hands him over the drink, he takes a sip and smiles turning his head to the Speed swoomp bike races tv Channel.He things -Hmmmm like 30 credits on the yellow one- He turns his head to the barman. "Hey i want to place a bid, 30 on the yellow one."The barman nods and extends his hand to grab the money, the not hooded person smiles and hands over the credits and they both start staring at the monitor as the person slowly sips from his drink inside of his mouth.

He picks out a sigaret of his pocket and takes a lighter. He lights the sigaret while he put's it in his mouth.
He didn't smoke since the last time on Nelvaan, why he went there.. who knows. He tries to pick up old memories but his head is still producing anger and hatred troughout his body. But lately it had been differen, as soon as he thought at the jedi or anything related to it his left hand started to shake. He suddenly drops his glass, and he stares at the ground for a moment. "Shit.. im sorry for that" he puts his hand in his pocket and throws the sigaret in a trash can.
A jawa with a weird cleaning tool crowls under his seat and starts cleaning the floor. He brrowls something, but Marco can understand that hes pretty angry

/posted in the same time as kris, thats why double post

He turns to the man that just put 30 credits in.
"You know much about speeder bikes?"

"No i just like bitting on blind, hmm maybe i do like to risk my.....chance"He would nod at him smiling.*

He had lighted the sigaret but already threw that away
"Isn't that what we always do in live. We take chances.. sometimes we win and sometimes we loose, and once we loose we say that making mistakes is human." He loweres his voice and atlks a little bit to himself "And sometimes I just hoped that we where a little less human"
He puts 20 credits on the table "On the green one"
"Thats not because I like to take my chance but because I like green.. Blue is like rain which I hate, red is for blood and yellow is just to much of the light"."
He stops for a second
"Ands I should drink a little less, cause non of what I said makes sense"
He grins a little soft and contineus to drink