Zeta glanced around his small room, no pictures decorated the wall, no paintings, nothing. The walls were jsut white. Nothing in his room but a cot of sorts, it didn't quite look like a bed, so Zeta assumed it to be a cot. It was all he needed though. He sat on the cot, closing his eyes for a moment, concentrating on Dora still, clenching his teeth together, in silence, though the frustrattion on his face showed through.

Dora enter the town and parks his speeder outside a bar. He walks calmly into it and sits down at a table in the corner.

Darbock walks down the halls and into a small room. Lina sat on her bed, reading a book. She looked up when Darbock entered and smiled slightly.

Zandor finishes his converstation with Moo, who goes back to shredding up the human. Zandor then heads toward the town.

Zeta keeps his eyes closed, after a time, eventually falling asleep, though his mind is alert, even if he is asleep.

He slowly lowers himself onto the bed, so that he is laying down now, all this being done as he sleeps. He is only sleeping lightly, but that is the only amount of sleep he needs.

Darbock bows slightly and sits down on a chair. "Things are going according to plan. Zeta, me, and the other team mate should be able to win the tournament."
Lina nods and smiles. "That is good to hear."

ooc: get this moving a bit...

ic: Zeta awakes several hours later, sun set is nearly approaching. Zeta arises from his bed, and makes his way out of his quaters to go find Zandor.

Zandor and Lina are walking around the empty training grounds. They where talking quietly, Darbock and Dora where following them, they too in conversation.

Zeta enters the local Cantina. Sitting himself at the bar, he orders a scotch. He recognizes a few of the fighters he had seen earlier, during the day. Some of them nodded their head toward Zeta, as if recognizing him as well. He quietly sipped his scotch, observing the patrons in the bar. Listenting to some of their conversations as they spoke with one another.

A Zuum sits down beside him and orders something. It turns it's head to him a nods. "Allo, you're that guy those Salamanders where yelling at. Sorry 'bout that, most of the people around here don't like humans. That Zandor and Ms. Lina are the only ones who really put up with them. Of course, Zandor's just a little rat anyway."

"I am not exactly human," was all Zeta said as he looked at the Zuum.

His eyes remained on the Zuum as he sipped his scotch, he was observing the creature, silently. That was how he did his best observations, with silence.

(OOC Um...does Zeta look like Darth Maul? :lol I need to know that for my next post. ^_^;;; OOC)