Amour Rapide | CIS Dominion of Stobar

[Ascendant Muse]

S T O B A R​

As some of the more politically inclined might say, visibility is everything.

In the case of recent history, the Confederacy of Independent Systems had taken numerous strides outside of their borders. Their aims to protect their citizens, whilst promoting the ideals of freedom abroad, had seen them enter into many battles far beyond the Southern Systems. From Copero, to Eshan, to Zonmira, to Kuat, in fact. Yet, with each battle, there came a price. With each victory, a toll was left behind. Thus, the Confederate leadership banded together in an effort to do some tangible good for the worlds under their care - both the foreign battlefields and domestic. When planning the drive, fortune would have it that a neighboring system was wrought with an economic struggle.

Stobar was a world within relatively close proximity of the fallen First Order. As a result, its people had grown to rely upon the Imperial traffic which graced its skies every so often. Militant patrons would use their starport as a pitstop, refueling and refreshing on the way to the next sortie. And as a result, an almost tourist-centric economy developed. Shops with dazzling lights lined the streets leading up to the starport, hoping to entice the off-duty soldiers into spending hard earned credits. What's more, liquor flowed like water - and one could hardly be found outside of arm's reach of a pub or cantina. For as long as the First Imperial borders stretched far, Stobar enjoyed relative stability.

But with the decline of the empire, hard times immediately fell upon Stobar. Many of the businesses were beginning to close up shop - and there was fear about the stability of tomorrow. Therefore, the Confederacy chose to welcome the troubled world into the fold; with the promise of renewed traffic at the forefront of their agreement. And, as a gesture of good will and genuine support, the best and brightest of the Confederacy descended upon the distant world with Charity guiding their steps. One of the more upscale establishments - La Chambre Bleu - had been completely rented out by the visiting nation. An event was put together where Viceroys, military personnel, and citizenry with credits to burn could mingle together like never before. Costing a sizeable chunk of credits for a ticket, the second "speed dating" event in Confederate history was set to begin!

Albeit, this time, there were no blasters pointed at anyone.

The proceeds of the event would be proportionately dispersed throughout the most troubled worlds under Confederate care. Kuat, Eshan, and Stobar would see the most benefit. Now, as the event was set to begin, the lucky patrons began to fill the high-class establishment with haste. Music from stringed instruments welcomed those who entered, whilst attendant droids and sharply-dressed servers guided them to their seats. A circle of polished, wooden tables had been specifically prepared for the event, with each bearing a pair of numbers upon them. The ticketholders would only have to match their tickets to the table number and settle into their seats. The time would begin immediately upon sitting down - and every second counted! For, in the center of the tables, sat an attendant droid with a bell in hand. Once the bell sounded, it would be time to rotate anew!

For the denizens of Stobar, this night would be a much needed liberation from the jaws of uncertainty. And for the Confederates who either mingled together or browsed the bars, this would be a much needed reprieve from the constant stream of War.

Spoiler: Objectives

As a participant in the Amour Rapide event, your character purchased a ticket before the night began! Upon that ticket is a number indicating which table they will be starting at. After a few rounds of posting with your randomized partner, [member="Eternal Muse"] will rotate the tables and the fun will begin anew! And remember, with speed dating, you only have to stay until the end...unless you find that perfect match.

Tables:
1. Gerwald & Krystal
2. Uthixo & Keva
3. Adelle & UBD-028
4. Amelia & Valencia
5. Tamaraz & Alkor
6. Allya & Voph
7. Genesis & Cardinal
8. Kelsie & Alvida
9. Shakti & Xobos

Perhaps Speed Dating isn't your thing... That's quite alright! Prior to the exodus of the First Order, Stobar was known for a rather lucrative Tour du Bar. Just a few strides away from the Starport, a number of three distinct "watering holes" await you for an evening of sampling the strongest of drinks this side of the Hydian Way.

The first establishment, known as the Broken Wheel, was themed in the image of old, frontier saloons. Here, one can find Whiskey guaranteed to set your evening off right. The second establishment, the aptly-named Hole-in-the-Wall, was themed around the seedy cantinas one'd find almost anywhere. As a result, the weird and the exotic beverages flow here - from Corellia's finest brew to Rodia's most questionable swill. And finally, the third establishment, Kahoshi's Lament, is a modern, Atrisian-themed bar. Here, rice-based beverages, such as Atrisian Sake, are served - as well as questionable seafood.

One can take the Tour du Bar alone, or with a group of friends. You can visit one establishment - or hop from them all as quickly as your stomach can handle! The evening is yours - and all drinks are on the Confederate tab!

Spoiler: Tag

[member=A'Runda]
[member="Akabane"]
[member="Alden Akaran"]
[member="Alkor Centaris"]
[member="Alora Fae"]
[member="Alwine Lechner"]
[member="Amarant deWinter"]
[member="Amaya Cardei"]
[member="Amelia von Sorenn"]
[member="Amethyst Atreides"]
[member="Amethyst Sovereign"]
[member="Anya Malvern"]
[member="Arabella Darkhold"]
[member="Ari Zanareth"]
[member="Arlox"]
[member="Aston Jacobs"]
[member="Aya Clarke"]
[member="Azmodan"]
[member="Betty Americus"]
[member="Bandit Six"]
[member="Caesar Kenway"]
[member="Callisa Asran"]
[member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]
[member="Carith Thelcar"]
[member="Chikako Liona"]
[member="Cim Salro"]
[member="Corvus Dravere"]
[member="Daisy Americus"]
[member="Damsy Callat"]
[member="Danger Arceneau"]
[member="Daniel Americus"]
[member="Dalton Kenway"]
[member="Darth Tacitus"]
[member="Darth Timorem"]
[member="Darth Novus"]
[member="Daxton Bane"]
[member="Dhakarta"]
[member="Dianah Vi'Dreya"]
[member="Drauchir"]
[member="Ecthelion Aiglos"]
[member="Efried Halbrecht"]
[member="Ella Nova"]
[member="Erin Tenel"]
[member="Fawn Alzi"]
[member="Gerwald Lechner"]
[member="Gray Venasir"]
[member="Hajrah Marjanah"]
[member="Havoc (CT-375)"]
[member="Ingrid L'lerim"]
[member="Isarn Apis"]
[member="Ithiel Vi'Dreya"]
[member="Jade Isara"]
[member="Jayce Pryde"]
[member="Jennifer Blanchard"]
[member="Jorco Czeku"]
[member="Jorge"]
[member="Josh Dragonsflame"]
[member="Jyoti Nooran"]
[member="Kalee Bladesworn"]
[member="Kaptan Americus"]
[member="Karlie Lynn Destat"]
[member="Kasca Fen"]
[member="Katrine Van-Derveld"]
[member="Kayla Wylen"]
[member="Keva"]
[member="Kiff Brayde"]
[member="Kingsley"]
[member="Kip Ridel"]
[member="Krest"]
[member="Kurayami Bloodborn"]
[member="Kurenai Yumi"]
[member="Kwelin Orlov"]
[member="Kyber"]
[member="Kyrinov"]
[member="Lefwen Claskier"]
[member="Lirka Ka"]
[member="Luna Terrik"]
[member="Luna Vega"]
[member="Lyla Quinn"]
[member="Mallory Bash"]
[member="Maple Harte"]
[member="Marek Starchaser"]
[member="Mauer"]
[member="Minerva Vessia"]
[member="Muad Dib"]
[member="Nine Lives"]
[member="Orion Trex"]
[member="Osintrium"]
[member="Petra Cavataio"]
[member="Pom Stych Tivé"]
[member="Qaarssk Roark"]
[member="Razelle Breuner"]
[member="Riley Reese"]
[member="Roy Americus"]
[member="Rylan Kordel"]
[member="Samantha Jade"]
[member="Scherezade deWinter"]
[member="Shalita Vi'dreya"]
[member="Sola Marr"]
[member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]
[member="Srina Talon"]
[member="Taramaz Laurs"]
[member="Tex Americus"]
[member="Teyla Ee'everwest"]
[member="Thalira Kiing"]
[member="Tmoxin Temi"]
[member="Traveler"]
[member="Treiades Rhoujen"]
[member="Valencia Hadley"]
[member="Varick Lechner"]
[member="Veronika Fleischer"]
[member="VildarnTentoria"]
[member="Voph"]
[member="Vyra Silara"]
[member="Zhai'ellev"]

 

[Valencia Hadley]

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Location: Stobar
Objective: Date, and Quickly​

Wearing: A Dress​

Tags: [member="Genesis Rostu] | [member="Amelia von Sorenn"]​

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The trip to Stobar had actually been much more pleasant than the last few cross-Confederate-space trips that the Viceroy had taken, namely because she had caught a ride with her beau. The Grand Marshal had been kind enough to both agree to come along with her for this bit of PR work, as well as giving her a ride. He truly was willing to try letting things be as they had been, and Valencia appreciated it greatly. She walked in with him as she had so often before, draped over his arm and in heels that he'd no doubt need to carry back to the ship for her later, especially if she'd heard right about the beverages available for the evening. Though as they walked across the threshold, she carefully removed herself from his arm and gave him a kind smile.

"I assume I'll be seeing you this evening, Gen - that is unless some beautiful young woman doesn't snatch you out from under me." The blonde gave him a quick wink before she set about getting them checked in and on the roster for the rotating tables. He was a saint, honestly, for putting up with her ridiculousness. It was never enough that he joined her for these things, she also managed to get him roped into participating. Though his new role as Grand Marshal likely would have seen him on the roster in any case - quite the eligible bachelor. She didn't hesitate to cover both her and Genesis' entry fee, not bothering to check with him before she did. He'd know better than to cause a stink at a CIS charity event.

With all that settled the blonde checked where she'd landed on the roster - table 4 to start. She didn't recognize the name listed there, however, so quirked a brow curiously as she collected her clutch, bid the registration table adieu and headed for the much smaller round table with the 4 on an emblazoned card in its centre. It seemed that they were some of the first to arrive, so she slid down into the empty table and flagged down the wait staff, ordering herself a chilled glass of white wine and leaning back into the seat to wait.

 

[Amelia von Sorenn]

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Location: Stobar​

Objective: Amoure Rapid​

Attire: Lace Dress​

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What was she even doing here; a thought that kept coursing through her mind when it came to the night's event. She had found herself holding a ticket, a small number 4 emblazoned upon its front as she lightly ran her thumb over the item in question. At the very least she had dressed for the occasion, or rather she had dressed how she was accustomed. The lacy dress hugged snug against her figure, so much so that she hadn't even bothered with any of the other usual attire one would see on a woman; having decided to not bother with a clutch and wearing a set of heels that added to her already noticeable height. With a soft sigh she looked towards the table, her golden hues falling upon the 4 that rest on the placard before she noticed the young woman that took the seat opposite of the one she'd soon enough be occupying.

Lifting her glass to her lips, she took a soft sip of the sanguine liquid, having ensured that a bottle or two were sent to the location before hand. After all, she didn't want to seem like she wasn't enjoying the night, even if she didn't seem to enjoy the taste of alcohol in the slightest. With an unnerving grace, she seemed to glide across the floor; a feat that wasn't easy in heels even when wore by the best of them. With a soft smile upon her lips, her golden-hues fell upon the young woman, her voice nearly melodic as she spoke out and immediately she found herself wishing to be back in her armor and on the bridge of a vessel.

"Good evening; It would appear that we were matched for the start of the night."

Way to state the obvious; if it wasn't clear already, it was likely to be clear soon enough that she preferred to have a ship blowing up around her rather than being in such a publicly intimate setting. With a soft sigh as she took her seat, her hands carefully brushed the wrinkles from her dress as she nodded quietly to the woman, raising the glass once more to her lips and taking of the sanguine liquid that rest within. This was, at least so far, seemed to hold the potential to be an interesting night; that is if she meet the right people.

[member="Valencia Hadley"]

 

[Nixia Amabilia]

Location: Hole-in-the-Wall, Stobar
Objective: Relax

This was a change of pace. The scenery and very environment was familiar only due to her years as a slave. Countless parties showing the young woman off or attempting to auction her to the highest bidder. Now here she was. Nixia. Sitting on a bar stool awaiting her ordered drink. She was alone and dressed rather casually for such a occasion. Years of wearing revealing clothing was enough on her apart especially against her own will. Thus she adorned a simple attire consisting of a light furr collared jack, a snug corellian shirt and snug corellian pants paired with black boots. Hair style to her side with mere two strain braid. Nails tapped on the counter and light colored eyes scanned the environment once over. The Hole-in-the-Wall was a fitting name. There had always been a appeal to run down cantina's, it brought out the more rugged of characters.

" Here you are miss. Your Jawa beer. Let me know if you need anything else." The filled glass slid over to the young lady.

" Thank you." The young lady responded and took a sip at first. Just a taste. Then a gulp.

 

[Uthixo Nazim]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Get or Die Trying
Tags: [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"], [member="Keva"]

The last time he'd embarked on a journey with Cardinal to another planet Uthixo had entered a battle for pride and in the name of the Confederacy. Once more he agreed to enter the fray with his fellow Sandali. Back straight, chest out the bare-chested warrior marched towards the entrance of the establishment, on his waist the two cylindrical hilts of a lightsaber. The door slid aside permitting the two warriors entrance and as he did so Uthixo raised his fist.

"Mayelfa!" The warcry reverberated around the establishment drawing the attention as much attention as possible. However, as the dark eyes of Uthixo landed on the inhabitants his eyes widened a bit. Eyes moving towards Cardinal a fire burned in them, sheer rage at the betrayal that they had just experienced. "Nyeusi, Jehanamu ni hii?!" Uthixo had not come prepared for such a formal gathering, these were not warriors that they were here to meet it was a matchmaking session!

Drabbed in naught but black pants, even Uthixo's feet were bare. "Excuse me sir, may I ask your name?" Came the automated and canny sounding voice of the droid that was attending the door.

Jaw tight enough to shatter durasteel the Sandali looked to the droid, partially tempted to leave it in pieces across the restaurant floor. "Uthixo." The warrior said tone filled with vile.

"Aw yes, right this way then sir." The droid said walking off in the direction of the second table.

Inner nyeusi log, kill Cardinal for these transgressions. This was the thought going through Uthixo's mind as he moved to the table. Immediately reaching it the Sandali seized the bottle of wine which sat atop the table tossing his head back and taking down half the bottle before taking a single breath.

 

[Shakti Sweet]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Not Completely Disgrace Her Master
Wearing: Something Classy
Tag: [member="Xobos Yakieer"]

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Charity. She was doing this for charity.

She repeated that line to herself over and over as she and the apprentice Xobos were dropped off at La Chambre Bleu. There was a silent heat in her eyes as there so often was, but that was about all about the woman that was normal. She'd been primped and preened and shoved into a simple black and white get-up, her hair artfully coifed and smoothed, and makeup applied that even made the tarnished gold of her skin seem luminous. She felt like an overstuffed peacock and was hating literally every moment. However, it hadn't been a request that she attend the evening, instead, it had been an order - and so there she stood, Xobos in toe, feeling awkward as all heck, though looking lovely.

The redhead took point and saw to getting the pair checked in and registered - though it was at that point that things took a slightly awkward turn. She accepted back their assigned tables for the first round and then frowned down at the sheet. She shook her head and pointed to herself and then the sheet before motioning to Xobos in turn, trying to convey to the politely smiling woman behind the registration desk that there must have been a mistake. It seemed, however, that there were not going to be any last minute table reassignments.

With a silent huff, Shakti turned to Xobos and motioned her to follow, leading the young apprentice to the table labeled nine before she sunk into one of the empty seats and waved to the empty one across from her, indicating that the young woman could also sit. It seemed that they had one round of speed dating to get to know one another a little better.

 

[Valencia Hadley]

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Tag: [member="Amelia von Sorren"]​

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The young Viceroy hadn't had to wait long, though the mixed reactions as people entered the establishment were cause for small amounts of alarm. Between the young man shouting in a language she didn't understand, and the stoic, glaring pair of young women that followed him in, there wasn't any real downtime. A positively silken voice brought her back to the table however, her eyes falling upon the lace-clad form of Amelia. The smile that broke out upon the Viceroy's face was dazzling as she lifted herself from her seat and moved from behind the chair. Her hand, each finger tipped with a perfectly manicured nail that effortlessly matched the shimmering hues of the dress she'd chosen, was offered to the stranger.

"Good evening indeed! You must be Ms. Von Sorren, I'm Viceroy Valencia Hadley - it's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." With the excitement that the evening held, and knowing how it would also likely end, the Viceroy was truly pleased as she gazed up at the woman. Her own pale eyes shone with mirth and the dimples at the corners of her mouth were pushing like two deep pin-pricks in her cheeks. Whether her companion chose to shake her hand or not, Valencia motioned for her to join the table and took her seat once more as her drink arrived. She accepted the glass of wine with a smile and a thank you to their server before looking to Amelia.

"I don't suppose I can get you anything from the bar?"

 

[ToKola Bakari]

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Location: Stobar
Objective: Rediculousness
Wearing: This
Tags: [member="Uthixo Nazim"]

No, Cardinal did not want to be here.

Yes, he lied to Uthixo so he would not be here alone.

No, he was not ashamed.

The Sandali warrior strode in the entrance of the matchmaking event, watching as Uthixo basically made a fool of himself. He chuckled mildly, clapping the man on the back with a wry smirk. "Ikiwa ni lazima, unapaswa nyeusi." He spoke the words in the language of their people, knowing it wouldn't make the cut any less deep. Uthixo would get over it, in the mean time Cardinal looked around the room wondering if he could spot any other familiar faces. This whole ordeal had been a charity event, which the man was not opposed to, however when Cardinal's ass of a brother requested the Dominus Prime be in attendence, he was left without much choice. Uthixo had arrived without a shirt to cover his chest or even a pair of shoes. Cardinal, however had decided to dress up for the event, of course he'd neglected to mention to Uthixo just exactly what they would be doing this evening, but he felt the man wouldn't mind. Or maybe he would, either way it was pretty amusing to see Uthixo walking through the room with no shoes on.

"Thanks brother." Cardinal clapped Uthixo on the shoulder before one of the droids came to retrieve him as well. The serving droid approached Cardinal, asking his name. "Cardinal." The droid nodded before turning to lead the Sandali man to his table. Cardinal sat down, adjusting his blazer while he looked around the room. This should be an interesting evening.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Someone was going to pay, Daxton promised to himself as his tentacles pulverized the protocol droid that informed him why he had been Stobar. The Zabrak had been dressed for war and was actually considering some sound bites for the eventual press release when he was informed by a local protocol droid that he was a tad over dressed for the occassion.

Naturally a protocol droid would consider the highly buffed reflective gold and purple combat armor to be ill suited for this occassion, as was the modified repeating carbine he was planning to carry into battle. The droid hadn’t even finished informing him of the miscommunication when tentacles of Force wrapped themselves around its metallic form and began to squeeze. The droid never stood a chance, as the tentacles contained enough crushing power to render a small transport ship as flat as pancake.

Sizziling electronics and pulvarized scrap fell to the floor of the starship as Daxton began to breathe again. Perhaps if he wereto order his ships immediate departure......no that wouldn’t work there already was arecord of his arrival. With a heavy sigh, he resigned himself to another night of torture and embrassment. Hopefully no one would bother him, given his rather fierce reputation. His eyes brightened at the plan, if he scowled long and deep enough perhaps people would leave him alone. After all who in their right mind would want a date with Daxton Bane.

Unstrapping his war gear, he summoned his attendants to take care of the details and to dispose of the sparking remains from the floor of ship.

 

[Uthixo Nazim]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi moment
Tags: [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]

As the warmth from the wine began to fill Uthixo's form, the warrior's chest began to rise and fall rapidly. His eyes narrowed the entire time tracking where Cardinal went, the heart of a warrior did indeed beat inside of Uthixo but so did the temper of a nyeusi. The betrayal of Cardinal stung worse than any wound for this was no simple prank, he'd made Uthixo look like a fool at an event in front of many other Confederacy members. High ranking members at that and this would not be allowed to pass. Not on his honor as a Sandali warrior.

Right hand hanging limp at his side, Uthixo released the wine bottle that was still half full and with his sheer will seized it with an invisible force having it float up to the ceiling and across it towards where Cardinal now sat. Those dark eyes that adorned the skull of the sable-skinned warrior flashed gold for a small instant as he influenced the force focusing his rage. With a small twist of his wrist Uthixo forced the bottle to turn upside down dumping the red wine down onto Cardinal's head where it would coast down ruining his suit.

In the language of their people, Uthixo spoke his voice rising to the banisters above, echoing off the walls as he issued the challenge. "Mayelfa!!!" Charging across the restaurant at full speed Uthixo bulled over three patrons their bodies falling to the ground where they cowered in the wake of Uthixo's fury. The wine that sat in the warrior's belly drove him on turning what was just anger into a white-hot rage. Knees bending Uthixo kicked off the ground entering a full on leap at Cardinal, his right fist launching forward at the other Sandali's jaw.

 

[ToKola Bakari]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi Moment
Wearing: This
Tags: [member="Uthixo Nazim"]

You can never take a Sandali anywhere.

Cardinal had rested into his seat as others flooded into the room. He gave them a look, watching as they got prepared for the event. He had no mind for the silent rage that was building across the event room. Uthixo had been, and would always be, a Sandali warrior. Hot-headed and easily wounded in manners of pride, it seemed the night would not go as the Dominus predicted. Still, he was content on making the best of this evening. That was until the rush of liquid flowed down onto his head, washing down over his suit. His new suit. His only karking suit. There was not much question of where or how, and not even why. Cardinal's crimson eyes rose when he heard the call. A challenge?

The Sandali warrior knew this was not a good idea. This was a charity event, and while their charity events often dealt with combat, this one did not. Cardinal stood, raising a hand hoping to passify the Sandali warrior. "Uthixo..." He muttered, but before the man could speak he felt a sickening crack erupt out as he fell back into one of the event's tables. Cardinal's arm slammed into the table, in a vain hope to stabilize himself. Damn Uthixo hits hard. "Uthixo....Take a seat!" Cardinal's hands wrapped around one of the chairs before he slung around. The chair flew into the air, aimed to slam into the man's head.

Mayelfa.

 

[Adelle Bastiel]

Objective: Speed Date
Attire: Classy



Adelle ran a hand through her hair then immediately smoothed it out as she approached the venue. Judging by the cost of entry and by everything surrounding the event, it was for a higher class of attendee than herself. She tapped her front teeth together and popped her knuckles. Maybe coming here had been a bad idea. But Leigh had said something about how stressed she was getting, and Na'an was taking more and more of the harder jobs and giving Adelle the easy ones. Adelle tugged at the hem of her blazer. A night out, she had decided, was in order, price notwithstanding. Dirty money had paid for this: all of it. The ticket, the suit, the trip. But it was going to a charity instead of sitting uselessly in an account she never touched. This was a seemingly good idea on all points.

Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself and walked through the doors, only to be greeted by a handful of patrons leaving in a hurry. She tossed them a quizzical glance before entering herself.

"Mayelfa!!!"

She froze. A mountain of a man leapt at another with a fist flying. Adelle felt her jaw drop open. If there were to be a sign to leave, that was it. A quick second later, she turned away from the scene these men were causing and walked to the registration table to sign in. Something clattered behind her as another man shouted. Table three. Table four already had its pair sitting and wining each other. The chair at table two lay on its back. So the attacker had been sitting there. Her timing could not have been better. She closed her eyes, ground her teeth, and strode over to her assigned seat.

At least the evening couldn't get worse.

Or could it?


[member="UBD-028"]

 

[Alkor Centaris]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Real Nyeusi Hours

"MAYELFA!"

Well, everyone else was doing it, it couldn't be the wrong thing to do. Alkor's reasoning was sound- the other warriors in the room were flying into a fury, leaving the more illustrious guests flabbergasted and dazed. Why would he not join the carnage? Traditionally, bloodletting and tests of strength between warriors helped in easing tensions between fledgling allies. It was a simple calculus.

It was at the behest of [member="Darth Metus"] that he came at all, with the logic that followed being "it might be good for him to get some experience in more social situations." He also noted something about "beating that ass up," and now, it all made sense.

Isley really did understand his brother!

The Corellian exile tore the cloak from his mantle and discarded it, leaving his bandaged arms and torso otherwise bare. Thus far, no one had bared steel nor saber- so Alkor would wait, out of respect, for someone else to escalate the conflict to that level.

But... why did it feel like everyone was staring at him? He looked around awkwardly for a moment, blinked several times, and then repeated himself. He must have stuttered.

"MAYELFA!!!"

[member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] [member="Uthixo Nazim"]

 

[Uthixo Nazim]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi moment
Tags: [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"], [member="Alkor Centaris"]

On a battlefield a Sandali was one you wanted on your side, though cross one of them and they become a nightmare. In this moment Uthixo planned on becoming Cardinal's worst enemy, reconciliation would come another night. The satisfaction of feeling his fist collide with Cardinal's thick jaw was elating, the sharp crack sung to Uthixo like the most elegant of symphonies. At least till he saw the chair flying at his face.

Kark. The chair impacted with Uthixo's face hard enough that Uthixo was lifted off his feet flying into a group of civilians that had been trying to evade the conflict at all costs. All tumbling to the ground, Uthixo sat up his lower lip completely bust open. Teeth clench, eyes glowing with the power of the darkside Uthixo rose to his feet reaching out and grabbing the closest thing at hand. Sadly the only thing Uthixo could reach was the service droid that had led Cardinal to his table.

"Unhand me Ruffiaaaannnnn!" The droid started but soon turned into a robotic screech as Uthixo's muscles tightened and he yanked it free of the ground spinning around turning the droid into a giant club aimed directly at Cardinal's left side where he'd release it letting it go flying with Cardinal.

Not even a second after slinging the droid he heard the war cry of their people that cut through his rage, the voice did not fit that of a Sandali warrior and when he turned around what he saw was Alkor. Someone Uthixo admired but in this situation just stared at head cocked to the side and stunned.

 

[ToKola Bakari]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi Moment
Wearing: This
Tags: [member="Uthixo Nazim"] [member="Alkor Centaris"]

Once Uthixo was set off his feet, Cardinal let out an audible curse, looking to his blazer which was covered in wine. His jaw was still aching from the blow that his kinsman had landed on it. He exhaled, before looking to Uthixo, rubbing his knuckles softly as he looked to the man. "That's enough Uthixo. We're supposed to-" What was he doing with that droid?

Cardinal was not sure how to react when the droid was taken off of it's feet. His eyes went wide in uncertainty, however when it flew towards him he was speechless. The droid slammed into Cardinal, this time taking him from his feet and forcing him into the ground. Cardinal slammed into the ground, letting out a loud groan as he pushed the droid off of him. The droid's head was dented when the man threw it into him. Cardinal rolled onto his knees, groaning softly. He heard another warcall, one that came from his own world. However, Cardinal was not listening for the warcall. No, he had a more pressing matter. The man spun around, charging like a bull. Even though Uthixo was a large man, he was not as large as Cardinal.

The distance between them was closed, and the man moved with speed that was fueld by The Force. His left hand clasped tightly on the man's shoulder while his right arm when under his groin. His muscles tightened and tensed as he worked to pull Uthixo from the ground, much as the man had the droid. Once he was taken from the ground, he would be returned swiftly. Cardinal aimed to slam the man back into the hard ground, yelling loudly as he did. "Vizuri?!"

 

[Anansi M'bali]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi Moment
Tags: in post

What the kark was going on? The CIS's presence on this planet was rumored to be peaceful. Then what could possibly cause this much noise and commotion. Dressed in a rather elegant suit causal to the galaxy the Sandali was looking forward to a night of peace and relaxation. Anansi was merely in the other room when loud shouting and noises began to sound. First thing heard was the warcry. Mayelfa! A Sandali warcry that also doubled as a greeting and in general covered various other uses as well.

Mayelfa! Mayelfa! Mayefla!

Three times Anansi heard it and the last being of foreign vocals. Walking into the room straightening his suit Anansi's face fell expressionless. [member="Uthixo Nazim"] and [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"] looked like they were in the fighting pits. Je, jehanamu ni hii. What the hell was going on. Confusion slapped Anansi's mind harder than a gundark in heat. Announcing his pressence the large man straightened his suit once more and screamed.

" Ni nini kinachoendelea?!!" he asked in Sulu to his kin. It was bad enough they were fighting here for whatever blasted reason. " I cant get jiggy with this."

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Mayelfa!

Again it sounded out but not from his brothers. It came from a stranger. A infidel. It was [member="Alkor Centaris"].

Raising a brow the giant approached waving his arms at the little man. " Who are you! What are your doing!?" White colored eyes flashed with a glint. " Wewe ni nani? Wewe waaminifu. Je, unaweza kusema jinsi gani kama tunavyofanya! Unavunja njia yetu ya maisha!" Raising his voice in Sulu at the man Alkor before him. Subjecting him to the full extent of the Sulu language.

 

[Alkor Centaris]

Objective: Basic, motherkarker, do you speak it?
Tags: [member="Anansi M'bali"]

One man reeled from a square hit from a chair, and the other proceeded to slam him on his back. There was obvious energy in the room, but whether it was born of anger or something more playful, Alkor could not entirely conceive. It made sense that this was how warriors greeted each other, but it seemed more violent than even the Echani normally engaged in. It seemed almost... almost Mandalorian. Unlike the newcomer, Alkor could get jiggy with this.

The new one, though. The new one seemed upset. He was screaming, practically, in the face of the much smaller Corellian. Alkor stared him straight in both eyes and squinted. For a moment, his expression was unreadable. He understood being challenged, even if the challenge came in a language he did not understand. He cracked his knuckles and his neck, then threw a fast jab for the man's jaw.

"Do I look like I speak your language, chakaar? Shab'rudur ni!"

 

[Uthixo Nazim]

Location: Stobar
Objective: Nyeusi moment
Tags: [member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"], [member="Alkor Centaris"], [member="Anansi M'bali"]

The shock from Alkor using the Sandali war cry finally wearing off Uthixo shook his head. "Alkor, thats no-" Uthixo was completely cut off as the large figure of Cardinal slammed into him with the force of a Rancor. Feeling a sudden sense of vertigo overtake him Uthixo looked down at the floor which soon rose up to meet him. On approach with the ground, Uthixo's calves moved to seize Cardinal's arm and his hands seized the vest that the warrior wore so he could at the very least finish the destruction of the suit that Cardinal apparently loved so much.

The impact from the slam was enough that the tables within the establishment shook, wine glasses falling to the ground, and the tile flooring beneath Uthixo's body cracking. Breath evacuating the Sandali's lungs Uthixo gasped loudly his eyes moving to meet Cardinal's. If the warrior wanted war, he'd certainly gotten it. Having been forced to release Cardinal, Uthixo spun on the ground drawing his legs all the way to his chest lashing out with both feet aimed for Cardinal's core.

Cardinal may have used the force and was Uthixo's superior by leagues that didn't mean the young warrior wasn't going to return the favor the best he could. At the very base of Uthixo's feet a semi-translucent energy began to form. On impact with Cardinal it would explode outwards in a telekentic push aimed to send Cardinal flying in and possibly through the wall of the establishment where Uthixo would give chase.

 

[UBD-028]

Objective: Speed-date
Attire: Bow-tie!
Tags: [member="Adelle Bastiel"]

It was a normal night for the droid, some drunks were stumbling around at a loss as to where to go without help, and there was some citizens strolling by, a few two stacks of alleyways were supported on each side of the cantina, some hobos were scourging throughout what little leftovers the bar had just thrown out, a light thump of metallic footsteps were slightly overheard down the central alleyway, some of the occupants looked over but paid no attention to it, UBD-028 walked himself down the alleyway, his red sensors scanning throughout, his green metallic coat shining as he got closer, he had signed up with Marshal Keva to this little-..speed dating event, the droid didn't understand it but he'd be there just in-case it got sticky for the small Chiss.

The occupants staring at him as they saw the mere height of the hulking beast, Kaz was taller then most droids, standing at a crisp height of 13'5, The ultra battle droid looked around with a metallic huff as a bull would give off, looking down at the people that surrounded around the bar, he gave a light shrug as he walked in after a man, trying to fit himself through the door, his arms restraining him from getting inside, which probably proved for a awkward sight for the occupants behind him as he shimmied his way through the door frame ducking down to fit his hulk like frame through the door and into the cantina, his eyes scanned the area for where Keva would be, though gave off a grumble as he didn't find her, his mechanical torso lightly shaking as he let off a robotic sigh of irritation, though it was always better to get here first so he could scout the place incase of dangers for the youth-aged Chiss.

The droid listened to the assorted music his torso turning to further view the people within the bar, hearing the "Mayelfa!" had gotten the droids attention, his war like frame turning to see the man who had began to start a fight, the large droid had been a few feet away, a light irritated whine came from the inside of the droid, should he interject? Probably not, he left them too it, checking his ticket as he brought something that had been sitting in his hand, it was a little bow tie. A simple black bow-tie he had gotten from Keva the night before, it was nothing out of the ordinary, he attached it to his torso, making sure it'd stay on there before walking to his table. It was funny to imagine a large droid wearing a simple bow-tie, and generally kinda comedic. Getting his ticket he checked the number, 'Table three.' looking over he had already seen someone over there, was this his 'partner'?

The droid lumbered over to the designated area, having to crouch down a bit due to his lengthy frame that nearly abjured the roof. Looking down at the brunette he just stared at her it seemed, his photoceptor lens running a analysis on her before he snapped back into thought, realizing how it must have been weird just to see this war like droid staring at you like you were its next meal, attempting to sit down on the chair, the wooden chair let out a whine at the weight it was holding up, threatening to break at a moments notice, Kaz sat there for a moment or two before speaking up.

"Greetings-..I am..Kaz." UBD-028 said simply, his voice was low and mechanical but had a calm feeling to it, was the droid relaxed? He simply gave her a light bow of the torso which kinda looked like a head bob, its cute little bow-tie sitting against his torso above his red optical chest lens.

 

[Allya Vi'Dreya]

Location: This stupid planet
Objective: Contemplate killing everyone

Allya had no intention of ever getting on that stage. Charity or not, her affections, or even the attempts there in, were not for sale. She had a lover, she had no intention of even remotely acting as if she had plans to cheat on him, or would harbor ideas of such. This was dumb. Her rage grew. The small Mandalorian had entered fully garbed in her beskar'garm, and fully armed. The girl's weaponry included her two starbird blasters, a lightsaber, her two vambraces each with blasters, shields, flame throwers, poison dart launchers, grappling line and so much more, a pouch full of fragmentation grenades, a bunch of flash bangs, several poisoned throwing knives, enough ammo to start a war, and on her back, lugged as if it was nothing, rested Phoenix. Drapped around her shoulders was a black hooded cloak, wrapped tightly to hide most of the weapons.

Every sensor was on. Outside the room, a squad of her Clanker droids had already been synced up to her suit, and ready to be called in at a moments notice. One may ask themselves WHY she was dressed this way. Why she had come here at all. See, here was the kicker. She worshiped her father. If he said go, she went. However, she was a Sith-Mandalorian, she was raised by Echani and Sandali. Each of these cultures said one thing when it came to love. Give your heart to the one who can beat you. She did, and she was really happy about this. Dad may have thought this was all a game, but HE wasn't here! No. Anyone so much as attempted to touch her, or flirt with her, and she would end them there to prove her loyalty and the fact she was claimed.

How fun was it to see, that punches were already being thrown. The girl had a powerful ability with telekinesis, and as the chair was thrown, she had enough. Lifted from her back, Phoenix began to swing above her head, and she reached down, grabbed her blasters and pointed them at her uncle, and the man he was fighting. “I am in a really really bad mood too. I get the desire to fight. Trust me, I'm literally looking for an excuse myself.” Her thumbs switched the mode to masers, and to the stun setting. “I'm not honestly sure if I should put you all under arrest, or begin to pummel you until your faces look like Uncle Alkor....” Oh, how she wanted to blow it all up. She wanted to fire and begin to stun everyone and make it all just stop right here and now, this farce of a thing. But she didn't fire just yet. No matter how tempting. Her suit locked onto the two men's arms and legs as possible target vectors for a stun shot with the maser.

Though, she knew she could just inject bacta into them, it would have interesting results too. She was still very much a dark sider, and without Jerek's light next to her keeping her sane, when people began to push her buttons, the teenager was known to snap. Though, she honestly had no desire to harm Cardinal. He was like a father to her, and she loved him dearly. However, some days, you just wanted a fight. And today, oh it was that day.

[member="Uthixo Nazim"]
[member="Alkor Centaris"]
[member="Anansi M'bali"]
[member="Cardinal Vi'dreya"]