The many drinks from earlier, and now with his new host, were hitting him like a Star Destroyer ramming a Corvette. His head was loose and his tongue even looser. "You pirates are such a strange breed of criminals," Drak said. "You with your scars and your skulls on the walls! Is it to intimidate your victims? To make them fear you?"<br/><br/>Captain Avoyos looked at Drak strangely, while pouring him another drink. "Drink my friend!" Drak realized that Avoyos hadn't been drinking nearly as much, and clearly was trying to get Drak plastered. "So tell me then, what kind of criminal are you?" Avoyos asked Drak.<br/><br/>"I'm the kind- I do Meena's- Smuggling!" He responded while still taking a sip of whiskey. "At least smuggling has some class. She- we don't hurt and kill people. We do things discreetly, and who does it really hurt!? The imperials? Who cares about them!"<br/><br/>"What of conning? You hurt plenty of people!" Avoyos was starting to take offence, but kept his composure.<br/><br/>"Pftt! Who do we hurt? Rich people with too much money who got to the top by doing deals with a government that's just as terrible as the criminals they put away!?" He wasn't sure if he was making up everything he was saying, or starting to believe it a bit himself. It was a thought he'd had for a long time at the back of his mind, but didn't let it boil to the surface because of his morals. Plus he never liked the empire, partly because of how his organization was demoted to patrols, and an influence from his brother. "You, you hurt innocent people and kill for money."<br/><br/>Avoyos was fuming now, "you are really-" just then one of the pirates came into the room. He looked at Drak but then walked over to the captain and whispered something into his ear. A grin grew on Avoyos' face, "why don't you take a rest? I'll be back a bit later." The captain grabbed the bottle of whiskey and left the room. Suddenly Meena ran into the room, smashed the guard's head with her blaster, and told him, "Come quickly."<br/><br/>Drak was a bit shocked by the sudden turn of events, and his head was like a Bespin cloud, swirling all around the room. He'd thought Meena and the Captain were friends, "What's- going on?" he asked, zig-zaging towards the door as he grabbed for Tala, still holding his cup of whiskey.