Elise of House Marr
Character
Location: Hideaway casino on Jutrand.
"Baah" she mumbled as the next card of pazaak was drawn putting her past 20 on group Pazaak, then mumbling a "Cheater" at the dealer with a smirk, his sudden look of fear and offense had her wave a hand at him, "Oh cool off Bek, you're so sensitive. Besides I'm still up." she rattled the bag of chips before rising from the seat and stretching her back with a groan slapping one of the players on the back as she left, "Aight, have fun kids. I'm playing something else."
She'd become a little more of a regular at this establishment than some of the others, though regular for her didn't mean a regular pattern. There were a lot of places in the sith empire she could find, this just happened to be one she was fond of. Sometimes twice a month, sometimes skip a month or two. But she'd been there a good few times by now. The sith knight wore incredibly normal clothes compared to the robes of a sith, a red button up shirt, black coat and pants, and a silver necklace and earrings. But at her hip was a heftily made lightsaber, and her eyes were as red as any sith purebloods could be, not a unique trait, but one quite inherent to the force sensitives of her family, the Marrs.
This sith however, had little care for the title sith, or the history they laid claim to. But she wasn't going to put what wealth it gave her to waste, she wasn't quite literally throwing money away, she won more games than she lost generally. But she wasn't one for the politics of sith. She preferred to relax, take to the advantages of what, to her, she saw as essentially just nobility extra gifts.
Elise waved a hand to the bar, "Gimme," she said pointing to a Phattro, the bartender, more familiar with Elise's utterly casual nature, shrugged and made one setting it on the counter, from where the drink hovered itself over to Elise's outstretched hand and she tossed the credits back in turn before hopping down on a simple roulette table and carelessly throwing a couple credits on red 34 just to see where it would wind up. Probably didn't plan to stick around those for long. Without cheating herself, or using the force to decide on the lucky number, they weren't exactly a good gambling choice. And she figured doing that would probably get her kicked out...if they had the courage to do that anyway.
Her guards, well, they were around. Not inside the facility, she didn't want to have to deal with that. But not far away either. There were those on her ship, and there were those stationed nearby in a transport and some speeder bikes. Her own stationed outside.
Tag:
Uriel Rykard