Causstik and his merry band of murders followed the droid through the confines of the ship. It was grandiose with all sorts of colors, and not just the colors the drunkards were throwing up. Causstik marveled And this just be the hangar! He thought in wonderment.
As they continued the droid spoke again “Oh, but one mention. No shooting.” She said with just a hint of aggression tinging her lullaby of a voice.
Causstik merely nodded. He expected as much, this wasn’t Nar’shadaa or some other backwater planet. But, his lackeys didn’t quite fully understand.
“Did she say no shootin?” A trandoshan hissed as he was loading his shotgun.
“She didn’t say nothin’ about stabbin’!” Another barked as he caressed the hilt to his trophy Ryyk blade.
The band laughed as they all began feeling for the assortment of blades they carried and nodding vigorously. As they entered the main party the Trandoshans stood dumbfounded. A seventy story area strictly for debauchery, complete with a Zero G dance floor in the center. Lights and smoke filled the rooms, people danced the night away and the place reeked of pheromones. Causstik’s tongue flicked the air.
“Taste that stank boss?” One of the Trandoshans asked, Causstik merely grinned.
“Aye, if you don’t keep your tongue in your mouth you might catch a disease!” Causstik joked back and the pair barked out raspy laughter, which sounded like raking leaves.
“This, friends, is the heart of The Technicolor Beat.”
“More like the balls!” The Trandoshan shouted and Causstik began laughing even harder.
As the war-chief composed himself he beckoned for his comrades to follow. They made their way to the nearest bar, of which there were many and Causstik spied a few women had beat him to the punch. Fruity drinks seemed to be the choice of tonight and Causstik decided he’d have one too.
“I’ll ‘ave what she’s havin’ and don’t forget me little umbrella!” Causstik growled to the bartender as he pointed a thumb to Joza Perl. As he ordered his drink his companions began to fill up the surrounding tables, all laughing joyfully or playing games like five finger fillet.