Private 'Cause Every Girl Crazy 'bout a Sharp Dressed Man

[Kaleleon]

~~ Sharp Dressed Man ~~​

So I was told to come here. Standing closer to the front of the line, a hand nervously brushing through my hair like I hadn't done the same action almost a hundred times before. Too many people kept telling me that I needed to get out. I needed to find something to do of myself instead of just staying cooped up in the temples, or in a ship training. So often I was stuck in this loop of preparing for the next mission, I didn't have time to do anything for myself. Sure, for the most part it was because I was so heavily focused on getting those things done. There was always something holding me to my job and responsibilities.

Moving with the rest of the line as a party ahead of me was being ushered into the club establishment. Part of me felt underdressed, while also being over dressed. Yet also naked at the same time. Not having armor, weapons, the Jumpsuit or even a poncho. It was foreign to me. Last time I did something like this, it was to sneak into a rogue Sith Cult group and take down people. Which didn't go well. Now, it was trying to come here and enjoy myself.

Being next in line, the bouncers, ushers and security ahead of me took a hold of my identification. Looking over it and nodding their head. A quick run down of my person to make sure I didn't have weapons was well within the regulations, and then I was off to the club.

Adjusting the pleated suit-coat, and making sure the tie and vest were still there, nervousness still crept inside me. Walking through the doors to the interior where a host of people were drinking, having fun, dancing and the like. It took no time for my head to start bobbing back and forth with the music that was playing currently. I felt nerves taking control, and the best way to ease them, was a drink. Some liquid courage as they said.

Walking to the bartender, I waited for the lady to get to me. Her body was dressed for the job. Showing off assets to likely get more tips by those who wanted her attention. Such is the way of the world I guess. Ordering myself a shot of some hard liquor, as well as a drink to chase and nurse the nerves beneath my skin. I took the shot quickly. Feeling the burning go down my throat and to the core. A quick chase of the second drink to calm the mouth and throat before passing the shot glass back to the bartender. Nodding a thank you as I turned around to look at the sea of people all enjoying themselves.

Valery Noble

 

[Valery Noble]

Valery stepped into the dimly lit club, her green dress catching the soft glow of the overhead lights as it shimmered with her every movement. The fabric hugged her form, highlighting the effortless grace in her steps, while the high slit along her leg added a hint of allure. She moved through the crowd with quiet confidence, turning more than a few heads in the process, though her eyes were already locked on one person in particular — Kale, leaning against the bar, dressed in a stylish suit but looking out of place, clearly wrestling with his nerves.

As Valery neared him, her lips curved into a teasing smile. "Well, well, well," she began, her voice light yet carrying a playful edge that instantly cut through the noise around them. I wasn't expecting to see you here, of all places," Her tone was rich with amusement, her gaze dancing with mischief as she tilted her head slightly, letting her dark hair cascade over her shoulder.

She knew that her presence was likely surprising, too. But she had a reason beyond having a fun time off-duty.

She reached up, gently adjusting a stray strand of hair, her movements deliberate and poised. The soft swish of her dress added to the understated elegance that followed her. "I always imagined you more the 'training room at midnight' type, not exactly the club scene."

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked as her fiery gaze shifted to the bartender.

She could use a drink herself.

Kaleleon ​

 

[Kaleleon]

Eyes playing out of those who were enjoying themselves. The sounds of music with the flames of alcohol in my stomach all were slowly starting to mix together. Something to give myself a reason to relax and enjoy my time here. Coming alone was likely not the best choice. But it was better than going with a group of people and feeling like you were just following. What pulled me from this stupor of spacing out, came a voice that was extremely familiar. My eyes moved to the source to see a woman who I did not expect all all to be there.

Face recognized quickly, my eyes moved down her frame and back up. Confused and perplexed at seeing who was the highest leadership among the the Jedi, to be dressed in such a fashion and conversing with me in this setting. I did not take Valery Noble to be a woman who sought clubs and their ambiances as her realm. I did my best to just look at Valery's face as she spoke to me. Even when she dropped a joke about me being the guy who trained day and night. I closed my eyes and shook my head as the final question showed its head.

"I was told to go and enjoy myself. Do something other than... stuck in a room with bots or training regimens. So here I am."

I opened my eyes and kept them pointed away from the Master Jedi as I took a rather large drink from the glass in my hands. The intent was to just relax into the situation. Instead, I was now being asked questions by someone who I could not have seen in that kind of light. Now that I had, it changes so much of my thoughts of the woman. I didn't even know what those thoughts were.

"What are you doing here?"

Valery Noble

 

[Valery Noble]

Valery's teasing smile didn't waver as she took in Kale's question, her eyes shimmering with amusement. "What? Can't a Jedi Master enjoy a night out at a club?" she quipped, the playfulness in her voice unmistakable as she shifted her weight slightly, her eyes scanning the room before they returned to the Jedi Knight.

After a beat, Valery's expression softened, the playful edge melting into something warmer and more genuine. "I heard you were being encouraged to… live a little," she said, her gaze flicking briefly to the glass in his hand before meeting his eyes again. "So, I thought I'd come check in on you. See how you're doing in this kind of setting."

She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping just enough to make it feel more personal amidst the bustling noise of the club. "I once couldn't imagine myself in a place like this either, but it's good to let loose every once in a while," she continued, her tone carrying a note of understanding.

"We have to take care of ourselves first if we want to help others."

Her fingers lightly tapped the counter, signaling to the bartender for a drink as her attention remained on him. "Plus, I figured if I was going to find you out of the training room, I might as well grab a drink myself." A soft laugh escaped her, and for a moment, she was just Valery, not the Jedi Master everyone knew.

Turning to face the room, Valery hummed in thought, "Speaking of which, were you planning to just drink and chat up people at the bar? Or are you a dancer, too?"

Kaleleon ​

 

[Kaleleon]

The quick answer to my question was kind of expected. Sure, Jedi could do what they wanted. There wasn't really anything I could say against that. I guess it was just more of surprise to me of it being Valery who was the one who enjoyed clubbing. What followed surprised me though. The aspect of her coming to find me specifically because she had heard I would be doing this, and making sure I was good. Safe even. It did make me feel a little better about the situation that someone knew I was here and that I would be fine. But that it was okay for me to do so. It was okay to relax and do something fun and enjoyable for my self.

It was further pushed of that same feeling by the words she spoke. That if we wanted to help others, we had to help ourselves first. I nodded my head. Her voice dropped and she moved a little closer so then it was just us who were speaking to each other. Instead of inviting others. Which felt appropriate. She stood there to get a drink for herself. Which I was wondering what she would choose to get, but didn't ask as there was another question sent my way. If I was the kind of person to just drink and chat, or dance with others.

I answered honestly.

"Never really danced. I did once years ago in order to blend in with a mission. But haven't done it for fun. I planned on just maybe talking to someone or just enjoying the vibe of the club."

Looking over to her as she awaited her drink from the bartender, I decided to ask.

"Was there some kind of plan you had? Or do you just go with the flow?"

Valery Noble

 

[Valery Noble]

Valery's lips curved into a gentle smile at Kale's honest answer, her fingers lightly drumming against the countertop as she thought over his question. "I'm more of a 'go with the flow' type," she admitted, her eyes twinkling with playful mischief. "I like to see where the night takes me. No strict plans or rigid expectations — just enjoying the moment."

Her voice softened as she added, "Sometimes, that's exactly what we need after all the missions, training, and responsibilities. Just to... let loose a little and let things happen." Their training and lives were full of plans and planning. To not care about anything and just experience life helped her feel free.

Even if it wasn't a common occurrence.

She tilted her head slightly as the bartender slid her drink across the counter, and she took a casual sip before looking back at him. "But," she said, leaning a bit closer with a teasing grin, "If you're not into dancing, you could always chat up someone interesting." Her smirk suggested that she was already plotting.

Her eyes remained on him for a moment, watching his reaction, before she added, "Whatever you decide, though, just relax. This is your time, too." Looking around, there were plenty of choices. Some wilder than others, and perhaps nothing that would ever be right for something serious.

But not everything needed to have some profound impact on one's life.

A night of fun can also lift spirits.

Kaleleon ​

 

[Kaleleon]

Go with the flow. Let it be relaxing. Not so stiff and ridged. It brought a small smirk to my face with those words. Reminded me of learning how to fight. Being ridged lead to rough movements that could go the wrong way or be entirely wrong. So letting yourself be fluid, to be moldable was the best course of action. I breathed in for a moment while Valery received her drink. Letting the breath exhale slowly from my nostrils before turning to face her again.

She spoke of being interested in dancing. Sure, I would likely be up for it, but I am horrid. I didn't know how to dance or what to do. If I didn't train for it, then I thought of it as not necessary. Now, I see that doing things of your own could be worth the time and effort. With that in mind, as well as she was looking about, I decided to give in.

"Alright, well then lets make a deal. Point a couple people out. Give me some choices. And I'll go interact."

I had completely turned to face her. Drink in hand and ready for this task. I took it seriously, but not to the same degree or magnitude that it was previously. Now, I would use what I knew to try and enjoy myself and have fun.

Valery Noble

 

[Valery Noble]

Valery's grin widened as Kale took her up on the challenge. She shifted slightly, scanning the crowd with a playful gleam in her eye before nodding towards a trio of women, each unique in their own way.

First, she gestured toward a Twi'lek with vibrant green skin, dressed in a sleek, shimmering silver gown. Her movements were graceful, her lekku swaying gently as she laughed with a friend.

Next, Valery's finger pointed to a Zeltron woman, her rosy skin and deep purple hair catching the club's neon lights. She seemed confident, flashing a dazzling smile at those around her, radiating an easy charm and warmth.

Finally, Valery nodded towards a tall, regal Mirialan in a flowing blue dress, her face adorned with traditional black tattoos. She stood at the edge of the bar, a calm, composed presence amidst the crowd, her emerald eyes surveying the room with quiet curiosity.

"Well," Valery said with a teasing smirk, "There's your selection. Each one's got something special. Your move, Kale." She leaned back, watching him with eager anticipation, curious to see who he'd choose.

Kaleleon ​

 

[Kaleleon]

She took the challenge seriously. Valery indicating three women for which I could choose to interact with. A Twi'lek, enjoying her time. Swaying with the music of the club, but looked to be with a friend. She was interesting. By many standards as a rather beautiful individual from her people. There was a small part of me that didn't want to pick her only because she already had someone she was speaking to. I wouldn't really just be talking to her, but her friend as well. Making it difficult, but also understood.

The second woman pointed out was a Zeltron. Which almost from the get go, I knew I would lose. Not the challenge per say, but more so from the aspect of on a personal level. They had pheromones, and known very well for their ability to hold their liquor. It was an interesting prospect as I could likely just use the force to fight against the pheromones, but I didn't want to be disingenuous to her or anyone else. Not here to play games, but to have fun.

I was standing here for too long. Really thinking it over. Really trying to mull over ideas and I was going to start looking at the Mirialan woman. But I realized I was too much in my head. Too much worried about how to interact with someone like it was some strategic warfare scenario. Looking over to Valery for just a moment, I closed my eyes, and breathed in. Not even caring about what the Mirialan woman was doing or who she was with or anything.

"Here I go."

Exhaling whatever I had left, I finished whatever I had in the drink. Using it like the liquid courage it was. But also to leave an opening for myself. Sauntering over to the woman. Making my way to the spot beside her and attempting to hail the bartender down. While I waited, I looked over to her direction. Taking a moment to see that she did notice I was there, but not trying to look at me. Her eyes kind of focusing on something else, but keeping a mental note that I was there. I looked to where she was paying attention to some on the dance floor. Individuals enjoying themselves and having fun.

I lowered my raised hand and sat it on the bar and turned away from it.

"People watching?"

Valery Noble