She was really holding it together quite well. Just when he had hoped to find out how Meena really got out of Kessel, she created a story out of thin air claiming that he had gotten her out. Perhaps she was making a joke seeing as he was the one that put her there, but there was no one to find it funny. Drak just drunkenly went along with the story, nodding when he needed to nod, drinking when he needed to drink. He admired Meena for having such a big tolerance, especially after everything she drank on the ship.<br/><br/>Drak was a bit out of it, but Meena seemed to be very affectionate, holding his hand, giving him long gazes. For a moment he was actually feeling a magnetism for her gaze, but even drunk he could see right through her.<span style="font-style: italic">So this is the famous Meena charm,</span>he thought to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">This is how she got men to fall for her, before she tore out their jugulars. All with her beautiful eyes and a smile.</span><br/><br/>Drak was having a good time with the pirates, but when Meena mentioned another drink, Drak starting thinking about his brother and how little time they had. Worse of all, she suddenly had to go to the bathroom, and left him alone with the pirates. Drak took a drink, raised his glass and said, "thank you good sir."<br/><br/>Captain Avoyos watched Meena closely as she left the room. Drak studied the pirate closely, trying to read him. Obviously the captain had an affection towards Meena, like many men. As the captain poured Drak yet another drink, he looked at Drak with a certain degree of jealousy and hate boiling under his tattered facade. "Tell me," Avoyos asked, "how did the two of you meet?"<br/><br/>Now it was his turn to make something up on the go. It would certainly be difficult, but he started to run ideas through his head. "We met a just before Kessel," Drak slurred. "She was doing a job on Nar Kreeta when she got herself into a bar fight. She was fighting two large men and she was holding her own, because she's Meena." Drak laughed, and Avoyos joined while eyeing him suspiciously. "Anyways, this Wookie decided to join the fight against Meena, and as tough as she is, she's no match for two men<span style="font-style: italic">and </span>a Wookie. I couldn't bear to see such a beautiful face get damaged, so I shot the Wookie in the back of the head. Since then we've been inseperable!"<br/><br/>Drak smiled at Avoyos, who studied the man as if sizing up his competition. "I see," the captain replied, hesitating. "I never knew she'd ever been to Nar Kreeta." Drak gulped his drink, trying to remain calm. The trick to a convincing story is to believe it yourself. It's not a person's first instinct to assume you're lying, except maybe amongst criminals. Drak wasn't too sure. The captain looked at Drak again, eyeing Tala. "A beautiful story indeed," the captain laughed raising his glass. Drak relaxed as he raised his glass in unison.