Kiare is reading the sign posted over the pile of boxes. Her arms are crossed over her chest, just under her bosom and she's balanced over one leg, the other is slightly behind her, the toe of her boot on the deck just behind the heel of her other boot.

      Varis steps off of an arriving turbolift, dressed in his green flight suit. Taking a short look around the room,his gaze stops, and falls on the human near the boxes. His eyes open a little bit wider, no doubt, but he goes about his business, pretending not to look.

      Upon hearing the steps on the deck Kiare turns slightly and her gaze roams the Duros man before she dips her head in greeting.

      Varis gives a small wave in her direction,and changes his direction over to the pile of boxes that she's near. Stopping, he tosses a couple credits in, saying "Not much longer, then the Tourmentor's goin down." He speaks with the cockiness of a new young pilot.

      Kiare smiles again, "Kiare Quinn, Mr. Varis." She's seen the nametag on his flightsuit.

      A stupid look on his face, the Duros says, "Huh?" he stares for a second, then finally gets it. He points to his nametag, laughing a little. "Yeah, I'm Arknon Varis, nice to meet you." He extends a slightly shaking hand to her.

      Kiare arches a brow, "Do I fluster you, Mr. Varis?" The grin that follows is soft, almost teasing as she shakes his hand.

      Varis smiles slightly,"W-Well, just a little... not used to seeing very many pretty women on this old thing" he bangs the toe of his boot against the wall, indicating the ship as a whole.

      Kiare grins, her hand squeezing yours firm but gentle. "That is very sweet of you to say, Mr. Varis." She looks at her surroundings, "I have to admit that I haven't seen many women at all here."

      Varis nods,his arm dropping back to his side. "Mainly just marine grunts that I've seen... But this is just my second day here, so that might be why." He smiles. "How long have you been on the Crusader?"

      Kiare shrugs, "I was here a couple weeks, then I had to be gone for a few days, and then I came back. That was.. three days ago."

      "Oh, I haven't exactly done my bit of socializing yet, they had me doing simulator runs all day today." He rubs the side of his head. "So are you a diplomat, then?"

      Kiare shakes her head, "I work for the government, but I'm not a diplomat. I've been here to deal with the prisoner."

      Varis looks suprised,and says, "Oh? I think I heard something about that... Can't really recall though." He glances around the hall, as if looking for someone in particular.

      Kiare follows your gaze, "Were you looking for.. someplace?"

      Varis shakes his head, "No, those sims have gotten me tired... thinking of getting a drink sometime soon. Would you care to join me?" He looks hopeful,"But I can understand if you're too busy with your job..."

      Kiare grins, "It's been a long time since someone invited me for a drink. I think I will make the time."

      Varis looks quite happy with that response, and looks carefully around the large hall, trying to spot a bar, or anything that might have drinks... "I, uh, really,really don't know my way around here... " He looks worried, "Do you know of a place?"

      Kiare looks up and down the corridor and considers what she remembers about the map of the ship. She points to the left, "That way. There's a place to get drinks and food."

      Varis nods,and starts walking in the direction she pointed. "So what do you do in your spare time? I'm apparently off the sims tomorrow,but since I'm still in training I have to stay on the ship." He sighs, "I'm gonna have to check some of those kiosks back there for a map of the ship tomorrow,I guess."

      Kiare shrugs, "Sometimes I drop to Calamari for diner, dancing, swimming. But usually I'm in the security sector. I have a cabin there.

      Varis nods. Thinking he's spotted the place she was talking about, he turns slightly,heading for a small diner. "That sounds like fun... maybe I'll beg my officer for a bit of leaway and hop to Calamari myself for the day." Varis walks up next to the counter, saying, "What do you want to have?"

      Kiare settles onto a stool and grin. She orders a blue drink and grins at you, "You want something to eat too?" She slides a cred chit across the bar.

      Varis nods and smiles. He takes out some credits and orders himself a plate of thin potato sticks, more than likely deep-fried, with some red dipping sauce. He sits down next to Kiare, starting to munch on a potato stick.

      Kiare grins at the Duros man and orders a meal of her own, "I could have gotten that. I'm sure I make a little more than a pilot trainee."

      Varis shrugs and smiles. "Well, I don't exactly spend my money on much...right now my biggest consumer of my credits is the cred pot out there for the Tourmentor." He grins,"I'm also saving up to buy myself a Swoop someday. You ever been to a race?"

      Kiare laughs softly, "I race. Grade two.. I usually rank third."

      Varis laughs, "Oh, wow. It seems like everyone on this ship races Swoops!" He grins,taking another couple bits of food and eating them after dipping them in the red sauce. "Maybe I'll even race against you one day, who knows?"

      Kiare shrugs, "I'll be putting together a team hopefully before next year. I was hoping to start with a G1 racer."

      Varis nods, "Cool, I haven't really been very involved with racing at all lately... are there a lot of teams?" He looks at Kiare, resting his arm on the counter, apparently very interested to hear whatever she has to say about Swoops.

      Kiare nibbles her lip as she considers, "Team Corellia Racing, FlightLine Spaceways, those are the two biggest, Team Extreme, Team Imperial, ComCor, Starlight, Plaxton Grand, Sigma, Jade Falcon.. and the Hutts are sponsering a team that I don't know the name of."

      Varis eats a couple more fries, saying, "Wow, do you have a team name ready? Some of them sound straight forward, like Team Corellia Racing, but others aren't..."

      Kiare nods, "Some of them are independantly supported teams, others are supported by businesses or the like. Myself.. I race for Team Callandor, it's a Republic Government sponsered team."

      Varis says, "Well,as soon as I get to know my way around here a little better and buy a swoop, maybe I'll try to join... Would I have to try out, or how do you choose the members?"

      Kiare winks, "I'm buying a couple of swoops. Probably just stock, but as for joining.. Just trying out and doing well enough."

      Varis smiles happily, "Oh, ok. How soon are you going to be recruiting members for it?" He eats a couple more fries, whiping his fingers on a napkin.

      Kiare shrugs, "Maybe in a week or so." She finishes the last bite of the half of sandwich, "I have to buy the swoops first. It will be nice to have more than just one racer on the team."

      Varis nods as he dips some fries in the sauce, "Well,if I can end up joining at least I'll be able to do something other than wander around the ship bored." He smiles,and eats the fries. "So, how often are races held? sorry for all the questions, but I'm really interested,and I hardly know anything about it yet."

      Kiare grins, "There are usually 10 GSL sanctioned races a year and in addition to that there are usually charity events that offer prizes and the like."

      As he finishes the last couple fries, Varis hears the double-beep of the chronometer strapped to his wrist, signalling the start of a new hour. "Well, I really should be getting some rest soon... starting to get a headache after all the Sim work. Did you know they're actually built to shake when you get hit?" He laughs a little, "Cause it was news to me... Anyway, it was nice talking to you, and thanks for the info about Swoop racing." He hands the now empty plate back to the server and stands up.