Zandor entered the bar, and glanced over at Zeta and the Zuum, and rolls his eyes. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Not HIM again.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

(OOC Ack! To many Z's!! :lol OOC)

"Wise? You probably know this, but there is a difference between smart and wise. I maybe smart, but wise....maybe." The Zuum grins slightly, razor sharp teeth line his gums.

Zeta sensed Zandor's thoughts about the Zumm.

What of him? He could not possibly be as bad as yourself, and well..you're quite the hopper, aren't you?

Zeta laughed, not at the Zumm, more like laughing to himself.

"Ah, but you are wise..I know it when i see it."

"Well, I'll have to take your word on that stranger. Now, may I ask your name? You seem like a very intelligent...ummm....being to me..."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> I find him annoying.
And, unless he's been blabbing again, I don't know what your talking about. I merely do...what I feel like.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Zeta gave the Zumm a questionable look.

"You seem to know much of the citizens of this town, I suspect you already know my name. Word gets around fast here on Tatoonie."

I was merely kidding, relax hopper. Why not come sit over here, or perhaps you're too afraid of...him?

"Not really. I know your Zandor's fighter, but he keeps to himself mostly. And that Dora doesn't talk much. You never see much of Darbock, so he's out of the question. Ms. Lina doesn't come out much either. So, there's one thing I don't know, your name."

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> I'm not afraid.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
Zandor walks over, and sits down on the opposite side of Zeta, not even looking at him.

Zeta snarled, but it was meant for Zandor, as he looked at him and not the Zuum. He returned his gaze back onto the Zumm after a time.

"..I do not reveal my name..usually, unless I know my company's name first. So what is your name?"

He kept his gaze on the Zuum while he spoke to Zandor through the force.

Where is Darbock?

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> He's with Lina. They're talking to our 3rd fighter. Which, you will know about soon enough.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Zandor ordered a drink, and sipped at it quietly.

"My name? Well, I should've told you that in the first place. Well, my name is Tagar. Pleased to meet you. I suppose you're only here for the tournament?

Shame, there...a few other things you could see around here. Not much, but I do know of one place you might like. But, it would take awhile to get there, and Zandor is probably the only one that could get you there. He does own the best starship out here....but that doesn't mean is he's the best."

Zandor glares at Tagar for a minute, then rolls his eyes and shrugs.

Zeta merely nods.

"Zeta, the name is Zeta....I am here for the tournament, yes."

He lifted his scotch his eyes still settled on Tagar, slowly he brought his drink back down onto the bar.

"I have been to this planet a few times, but not for relaxation, my purpose is always the same..."

His face gave off no emotions, making it hard to reveal jsut what Zeta's words led up to.

"I'm sure after the tournament, Zandor can take me to the place you speak of."

Tagar nods and sips his drink silently. "Well...that's....nice...I suppose...erm...yes, Zandor will take you there. Ol'buddy?"

Zandor mutters something quietly under his breath, but nods. "Yeah...whatever."

"You haven't changed much."

"Speak for yourself."

"HA!! Always the same! Well, that's what I like about you. You don't change suddenly."

"Hmmmm...how nice."

"Are you awake?"

"No."
Tagar keeps his mouth shut for awhile, then turns back to Zeta, grinning slightly.

Zeta laughed, amused.

"Zandor, he reminds me of me in a way..."

He waved his hand slightly, and then took another sip of his drink.

"Ah, he is strong for his size..I've learned."

He caught Zandor's eye, and nodded his head at him.

He could have been giving Zandor another complement, but one could not quite tell, well, at least when it came to Zeta.