D'weu M+ílilw'yr!! so, straight to the point. a friend of mine has Just opened a Thukker themed Cafe, and has asked me to recommend a few people I may know of. there are two sections, one for the mortals, and another for the immortals( Labeled VIP) if you want to come and enjoy some food, please do, and please keep it down, otherwise; you'd be on the receiving end of a Sigis Slug, annd the bodies are always hard to clean up. that said, here are the coordinates. have fun!!

-Hya'salia

"Junko!" Jonny said with a grin, raising his coffee cup. "Good to see you! Everything is fine!"

He looked into his coffee cup and realized he was out. He placed the cup down and ordered another. As he waited he heard footsteps followed by a slight gasp. He turned to see Kador and Satja walking into the Immortal's section of the cafe. His grin widened as he saw them sit together.

"My, my, I think Kador looks a bit different, don't you think Junko? Something about him is different."

A moment later his second cup of coffee was served, into which he poured a bit more liquor from his flask, hoping no one would notice.

Jonny's grin faded from his face. And he looked at the coffee mixed with liquor in his cup, he downed the whole thing and ordered another. "Truth be told, I don't know, one minute she follows my orders without question. The next she tries to kill me, and that's just when we are on a job."

His third cup of coffee was served, he didn't add any liquor to it this time. "What's worse is that when we arnt on the job, she refuses to talk to me. Hell I even went as far as getting Cale to talk to her, but that only got his clone terminated. And mine to... And... Well let's just say we are still cleaning up the mess."

He then took a sip of his coffee. He then slipped some liquor into his coffee and said loudly enough for Satja and Kador to hear, "So hows ol' Issac these days?"

"Hya'salia!" She said warmly turning to face the Matari woman. "It's been too long. How are you?......"

She glanced side ways at Kador who appeared to still be appreciating the restaurant's aesthetic. "...how is Isaac? It's been so long since you last wrote a journal entry. The community was thinking you'd gone dark on them."[/i]

[i]The two seemed to share an incredulous moment, his clear green eyes meeting her own violet-grey, leaving an awkward silence to hang between the small group of patrons. How the conversation had suddenly leapt from Kador's polite introductions to both Jonny and Hya'salia to marriage of all things she did not know. The concept was so inconceivable.

They'd only some months ago.... effectuated their relationship and she still remained a slave for the foreseeable future.

"No! No! No! Hold on a second Hya'salia.....we just.... I mean we're just 'together', okay." She replied stammering back and explanation she hoped did not sound as inappropriate as she thought it did and trying not to blush. " Nothing's really changed..... we're still trying to adjust to this being a public thing. I mean hell we still haven't figured out how to explain this to my Holder..... or my parents. Ka..."

She glanced over to Kador who, offering a quiet grunt of thanks to Jonny, had gratefully tipped back his pint of ale and was taking long draughts from the glass to avoid having to address the conversation directly. From her seat next to him she could see colour in his sun-bronzed cheeks, the slight beginnings of a scowl, and the same thoughtful lines appearing over his brow.

Rather than say anything she jabbed her below into his ribs at the same time Jonny slapped him on the back causing him to double up coughing, the Matari alcohol bubbling dangerously to the lip of the glass.

"It's not an ideal situation." It took several moments before Kador could speak in between laboured breaths. He shifted in his seat so that he could lean on the table and allow Satja to slip out of her tan sleeveless jacket. "...but we're doing our best to make it work."

"I've not heard any complaints from you." She reminded him pointedly leaning across to take a sip from his glass, and exaggerated look of mild distaste directed as Jonny as if to ask what he saw in the amber liquid.

"That's because I have none Little One."

((For reference his name is Kador Ouryon not the other way around. Confusing I know because Kador is an heir family name..... in this context it's my character's first name. A mistake I made a long time ago and didn't realise until the character had become near and dear and I couldn't bare to change it.))

Jonny noticed Junko's friend, Kyoko, and couldn't help but stare. He had never before meet a Caldari woman he found attractive. He had to have her.

He turned to the drone waiter and quickly ordered a shot of whiskey, downed it, then smoothed his hair and straightened his coat. He also went as far as taking off his aviators, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes.

He walked up to Kyoko, smiled and said, "Mrs Jun-Mai, you have a created a lovely establishment. The atmosphere is so rich and vibrant. However the beauty of this place dulls in comparison to yourself.

"Oh, where are my manners," he said, extending his hand, "Jonny Demetrious Buelle."

"Good evening, Hya'stalia, let me introduce you to Solantu." He motioned to the Gallentean female, now known as Solantu.

Jonny smiled slightly and ordered another beer and a plate of sauage and mash. He then gave Viktor a salute with his beer before turning to Kyoto.

"How curious," he said to Kyoto, "my father would have mentioned working with a Caldari, especially if it's not Slim. Unless of course you are Slim but decided to switch to a ravishingly beautiful woman," he said the last part jokingly.

"Then again, my father is a private man, didn't know about his part in the business till years after I met him. Hell it was only two months ago did he tell me where to find my daughter. Dirty old bastard has too many secrets for my liking."

"Eh, hey Junko-haani?" she muttered over her shoulder loud enough for the immortal to hear, "Would it be okay if I used your bar for the evening?"