Cuz one night couldn't be so wrong (TU and Allies)

[Brooke Waters]

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OOC: Open to all Techno Union Members and her allies. This is a FUN thread, no conflict, bring your new writers, bring your old writers, come and have some fun!

Token Waters was under new orders. She was working for Bright Star Entertainment now as an executive. She was here to bring the newest Bright Star luxury liner The Golden Beach. She was an Oasis class vessel created by her cousin’s girlfriend’s company. Really, she wasn’t sure if that was really the relationship and it didn’t matter. She had brought the new vessel through the paces, taking her from Hypori and was not on the grand tour of the Techno Union space. Anyone who was anyone from the Techno Union and the her allies were welcome, and people were checked at the door. Weapons were held at the door, under lock and key by Hegemonic Automaton TA-4 Battle droids.

Beyond that? It was the largest vessel Bright Star employed. And Token was excited. The casino was loaded with extra funds and the best liquors from One Sith, Primeval and Techno Union space, as well as the Tion Hegemony. Life was good here, and she really knew that. What was going to be the next big thing?

Right! All the new clubs. The staff on this vessel, minus the maintenance teams and security staff. It was a monthly get together, something Starchaser had always done. And Token was going to make sure this happened, that the resorts or liners all had an ‘allies only’ party every solar month, based on Corellia.

The vessel had casinos with sabaac dealers ready, shopping for the Mandalorians in pink to spend their man’s money, and of course clubs, favorites of the current blonde. But tonight? She was working on entertaining, and partially looking for one of her favorite Primeval women…

All that she needed to do was find everyone. So many people, so many rooms, the maiden voyage was full, and it was pulling a lot of credits, but any of the allies, who received their personal invitation were given a small credit limit of 5000 credits for table games and the like.

Token was walking around with a bright green martini, smiling, looking for the people she was after.

[member="Darell Irani"]

 

[Sieb Tevv]

Sobek stood at the front entrance as part of the Darkwater Security detail. The six foot tall crocodilian blinked at the guests and resisted the urge to murder someone and they in turn pretended not to notice the chunks of rotting flesh sticking in between his teeth, or the noxious fumes rolling from his maw when he spoke.

"Pass please." Hissed the green and gold scaled figure in a bored monotone. He checked the festooned Aqualish's pass, secretly hoping for a spy so he could take out one of the dual Ryyk blades on his back and chop him into itty-bitty scrumptious pieces. When everything appeared in order and the chance of mincing the Aqualish sailed away, he uttered a small sigh of bleak melancholia and waved the fellow through.

He swung his long snout toward the scent of food, staring hungrily inside. Mmm, the shift change was in an hour. And then he'd be free to devour delicacies and consume punch.

Until then...

"Next. Pass please."

 

[Lord Tarantula]

It wasn't often that Kyale felt that he fit into a crowd, but on this cruise liner he felt that he was far from the strangest being here, not even counting some of the cybernetics that were probably on some of the people he could see. There was a person who looked like some kind of ancient Technobeast who bumped past him, beeping drunkenly towards a sabacc table. With a faint smirk, he turned away from the man and took a sip of the cognac held in the subfingers of his upper left cybernetic arm. His organic hands were occupied with cleaning the copper-tinted shades he always wore.

Glancing at the lizard running security at the moment, Kyale put his shades back on and grabbed a plate of some kind of large steak off a passing droid waiter and walked over to the reptile. Raising an eyebrow as his two lower cybernetic arms began some kind of finger wrestle, he tapped the lizard on the shoulder before taking another drink of his cognac.

Grinning, he said, "I don't suppose security officers are supposed to get hungry, but Aqualish make me want sushi."

[member="Token Waters"] [member='Sobek']

 

[Zola]

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Jemmila needed some fun in her life. The Hapan had seen way too many disparate events lately, some wondrous and some strange, and some even both. There was her Knighting by Adekos of the Techno Union, a kidnapping, a ship crashing, another kidnapping, a new Master, then another Knighting. It was as if for the last few months, every moon in the sky was full and laughing at her. The Dark Jedi Knight knew two allegiances, one to the Obsidian Order and one to the Primeval. But neither of her Masters seemed to be here. She felt a bit lost.

Jem had to admit, all those months spent on the volcanic planet where Master Ireles had kept her captive caused a bit of a culture shock. She had been sleeping under the stars, bathing in the mud, walking over fire, and wrestling with baby krayt dragons. The Golden Beach luxury liner's flashing lights with carefree gamblers clamoring for tables seemed almost surreal to Jem. Her discomfort began to dissipate when she spied the gorgeous Token Waters, making her rounds with a delicious looking drink. Token was someone Jemmila knew before she went on unannounced hiatus from the Techno Union. Jem gravitated towards her familiar face like a ship hurling into a planet's atmosphere.

Jem joined Token where she stood with her guests. Her lips spread into a smile as she pulled out two pink sticks. A flame appeared between her forefinger and thumb, a little trick she had learned from Darth Carach. She held the flame to the end of each, puffing lightly, then handed one to Token as her smoke rings danced to the ceiling.

"Want a smoke, beautiful?"

She wondered if Token liked deathsticks.

[member="Token Waters"] [member="Sobek"] [member="Lord Tarantula"]

 

[Brooke Waters]

This was a party and Token muse was not going to shut up so the writer could grade assignments until she posted it. Plus the pretty girl was here! That was important. She knew Darkwater Security was out doing their thing, and assisting the TA-4s, Marek preferred organics to handle point on a lot of matters, and this was why the likes of [member="Sobek"], who really needed a toothbrush, and maybe a hug, but not from Token, was working the check in. As for the rest of the nation?

She knew that the Techno Union was a place of change. She lived here back in its Confederacy days. And then everything went belly up for the one known as Verd, who was now [member="Dagora-Kel"], from all that Token had found out. But right now? The worlds were reaching their peak, it seemed a golden age was encompassing the worlds. And that was awesome! She wanted to be there to help, and that was why she was happy to take the Interim CEO position that Alana Flag and Ryan Farnes bestowed upon them. She knew that they were both here, and she was fairly confident it was a date. Could you imagine that? Marek’s two assistants dating? So romantic, sort of.

Unless they used his desk. Then it was just hot. Were they looking for a unicorn?

She digressed.

The golden age! That was the land of technology running rampant and cybernetic and genetic research at an all-time high! And they had the droid army that was being carried to and fro, protecting the Union and her assets. That was probably why [member="Lord Tarantula"], the man known as Kyale was not looking desperately out of place. So many people we doing so many radical (she means that in the ‘super awesome’ way) things with technology that it made her feel… small. She was just a normal girl, with some tribal roots being established. She’d have to go discuss with Kyale what all was going on with his body. It was interesting!

But that was when [member="Jemmila Kyrgen"] stepped closer to her. She knew that she stepped in, because there were a good number (like four dozen, oh em gee) names that would get sent to her Saiba Group Holodriver, and she made sure that to have it announce ones she wanted to talk to. A death stick? She bit her lip and nodded, quickly. Her blonde hair was in a braided fashion, tied with leather and one or two bright purple, obviously, (to match her bracelets and ring and lightsaber, duh!) feathers in her hair. “Yeah!” She smiled. “How are you, Jem?” Was she substituting Jem for Sindy? No… Sindy was… Sindy had her own things going on. And it didn’t seem like Token fit there? But Jem, the pair both lived in the same areas, fought for the same causes.
And pretty.

She was going to have to greet people for a little bit, but then she also wanted to dance!

 

[Orick T'ane]

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The luxury liner was packed full of people, most of whom the smuggler didn't know. It didn't bother him though, he was just happy to have been invited to this party. This was the kind of party that a guy like him made contacts in, the kind of contacts that were lucrative. It was also a chance to get out and enjoy an evening with a room full of people that weren't trying to kill him, something he didn't get nearly enough of. His ship was staffed exclusively by droids, and they weren't much for small talk, and his wife [member="Anastasia Rade"] had just returned from some work she had to do back home with the family, so this was going to be a night together for them as well. It wasn't often that they got to go out dressed for a party like this, so they intended on making the best of it. He adjusted his jacket a little more, he knew weapons weren't allowed, but he wouldn't be caught without at least one hidden somewhere in his person, and the holdout blaster was rubbing against his back in a way that would bother him the whole night.

" Looks like this is going to be quite the party, I mean there are reps here from every major company in the Union, as well as some of those outside of it." He smiled as he turned to Ana. He wasn't sure where she had gotten the dress but it was perfect, he was sure that there were going to be more than a few people that would wander over just to meet her. He flagged down one of the many server droids and snatched two glasses of champagne off of the tray as it wandered by. He handed one to Ana and turned to look at the many faces in the crowd.

" I wonder who else is at this party? Maybe someone we know." He was sure that he would know more than a few people at this gala, party, whatever the hell they were calling it. It was just a matter of if that person was someone he wanted to talk to.

[member="Token Waters"] | [member="Jemmila Kyrgen"] | [member="Lord Tarantula"] | [member="Sobek"] |

 

[Jennifer Blanchard]

It was definitely different, being out of her armor. Jenn was used to it, sure, but typically the red-haired slicer was out of armor and sitting around her apartment on Hypori in nothing but the bare essentials. And when delivery showed up? She was tripping to find something (typically an oversized and stained shirt) to put on. Yeah, she was a really classy individual. Her apartment was always full of torn apart computer pieces and a whole mess of fiber optics. It worked for her and she was able to sleep, like four hours a night.

But tonight? She had gotten the invite from Bright Star, and since she was on the company’s payroll, assumed she needed to show up. She didn’t really know what to wear, and kind of just… wore what she found laying around. It wasn’t bad, she didn’t think. It was something that Marek had delivered to her Santhe Challenger, by Santhe, and Corey was going to make it a point to mention at least one company or criminal organization in each post.

Hashtag Cyberpunk.

She had no idea if any of the other Obsidians, like [member="Seto Du Couteau"] or [member="Aron Rodrie"] were going to show up, or those slicers she met that one time. She knew that there were so many people in the Techno Union that had the names big enough to warrant an invitation. But the slicer-cyberpunk? She was just special, a sort of apprentice to Marek at one time, and now an apprentice to [member="Darth Carach"]. Would he and the Sith be showing up?

Or was this an internal affair?

[member="Jeong Hye"] [member="Cryax Bane"]

 

[Anastasia Rade]

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She didn't often get invited to parties and when she did they were not the dressing up kind. Mando's had different types of parties which involved lots of drinking along with a brawl or two. Ana knew that this party was not that kind of party. This was one of those events where her husband would be looking to make some high class contacts. Ana dressed accordingly knowing this was important to both of them. Around her neck she wore the necklace he had made for her when they were dating. It was something she always wore.

The place was packed and at first glance Ana didn't recognize anyone. Many she could sense were force sensitive but she wasn't worried. This was a party and for at least tonight none of them were trying to kill her. This was also supposed to be a date night out for her and [member="Orick T'ane"] so she was going to have fun and enjoy herself. "It looks like it. I don't recognize anyone but than again everyone looks different out of them armor." She lightly smiled taking the champagne he gave her. Taking a sip she glanced around the ballroom again at all the people.

Ana couldn't help but notice that this liner looked a lot like the place Orick had taken her on their first night out. There was gambling, dancing and she bet if they got a good look around later private rooms too. A smile crossed her lips as she remembered their first kiss on the dance floor. She wasn't good at dancing but maybe they could here.

"With all of these people, I would be surprised if we didn't see someone we knew. Even if we don't there there are plenty of people to get to know. Should we mingle and see who we can find?" Ana smiled taking his arm. They might as well walk around the ship to see not only what else was here but whom as well.

[member="Token Waters"] [member="Sobek"] [member="Lord Tarantula"] [member="Jemmila Kyrgen"] [member="Jennifer Blanchard"]

 

[Seto Du Couteau]

Fingers greedily tapping on the Sabaac table, his other hand covering his cards. He gave a rather confident grin to those playing around him. The young Du Couteau heir already knew that he had a winning hand and showing those around just how overconfident would prompt for the others to be rash in their judgement. Or at least I hope so Seto mused as he tossed in more credits into the growing pile. As well as several empty glasses next to Seto, he though wasn't exactly sure of how so many empty glasses were around him. I'm sure I only ordered two drinks Seto mused thoughtfully.

Seto, finally given a chance to relax once more, no training nor anybody wanted to kill him. Well lets see how this Sabaac game plays out before I start claiming nobody here wants to kill me Seto amsued himself in thought as he showed checked the next raise coming from a rather dull dressed man. Compared to Seto's yellow tie and a bright red vest that contrasted his white button up shirt. The dealer called out to show the hands and Seto laid his out for all the table occupants to see.

He grabbed his glass of clear liquid, a single ice cube moving as Seto drained it all down his throat. His fingers grabbed the credits as the Dealer compiled the amount so that he could carry them. The other men looked with red fury as Seto waved his hand as he stood up to leave. "Ta-ta, just remember my kind gentlemen, High Reward comes from High Risk, but it wouldn't be a risk if you don't loose no?" Seto asked as he slowly picked up his pace. Two men dressed in rather darker grey clothing pushed back their seats as their eyes narrowed and tracked Seto as he moved farther away from the table.

Seto quickly pushed himself through a crowd, his hands taking his vest off and turning it inside out and placing it back on to its original color. His fingers smoothed out the creases as he quickly placed back on his coat as he moved with haste. Seto placed his black gloves on, his sigh escaped his lips as he now was dressed in his proper appearance. His targeted someone familiar, as he moved closer, the red hair stirred up thoughts of the Order but the alcohol made it a tad blurry. A small shout of "Hey, have you seen this white haired man?" quickly though made Seto move closer to the woman.

Putting his back away, gloved hand covering the back part of head he waved a small hello, "Jennifer if I'm not mistaken? You are look lovely this evening," Seto asked [Member="Jennifer Blanchard"]. Seto slightly focused the Force to hide his presence as he felt two rather hostile beings rush past him. A small relief came over him as he returned his attention to Jennifer.

"Ah sorry, just things were getting heated up at the Sabaac tables," Seto explained, giving a rather coy smile, "I apologize though, let me introduce myself properly," Seto bowing quickly, "Seto Du Couteau at your service," Seto introduced himself. I'm sounding a tad too happy Seto wondered to himself, he was certain the drinks weren't that strong.

 

[Tmoxin Temi]

Tmoxin landed her brand new Innesco-Class Star Yacht in the hangar of the luxury ship where she would be attending a party thrown by Brightstar Entertainment. It just so happened her own luxury vessel was a gift to her from the Brightstar CEO, Marek Starchaser, but that would be her little secret. And his. As she passed by the gleaming, silver ship, she saw some of other guests turn their heads to gawk at the beautifully designed Sovereign Stingray. Starchaser was right. This was one sexy ship!

The Hapan CEO was dressed in a white two-piece dress which demurely covered her shoulders and displayed only a small bit of her torso:

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As she made her way into the huge starship, she stopped at the entrance to one of the casinos where she would be meeting Commander [member="Draco Vereen"]. They had fought together to quell a rebellion on Geonosis and had become quite good friends. His proficiency as an officer was unparalleled, and when he invited her to the Techno Union gala, she was delighted to accompany him.

So far Tmoxin didn't recognize anyone in the immediate vicinity. But as she scanned the crowd in the main party room there was one face she did recognize, although it was unclear why he would be here. She hadn't assigned him to anything since his interrogation, but maybe tonight would be a good chance to see if that mind conditioning drug had really worked.

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Lord Tarantula"] [member="Token Waters"] [member="Seto Du Couteau"] [member="Jennifer Blanchard"] [member="Jemmila Kyrgen"] [member="Sobek"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

I wasn't big on parties. I had been to one recently, and an opera as well, but they had never held my attention. I wasn't a high society type. I was much more a warrior than a business man. If I had thought about it more, I would have asked one of my business partners to attend, but I hadn't. I had instead, spur of the moment asked [member="Tmoxin Temi"] to accompany me. Even if it was spur of the moment, I was glad I had asked her and glad she had said yes and agreed to meet me.

When I walked towards main room where the party was being held I noticed her, standing outside, waiting for me. That made me a little embarassed that she had waited for me, and that I had not arrived in time to walk her in without her having to be patient, but nonetheless I was here now. I walked up to her, smiling, holding my arms out. "My, don't you look stunning Miss Temi. I'm afraid as hard as I try people won't see me with you next to me." I said, kind of flirty. There was no harm in acting interested for others benefit.

While she wore a semi-conservative, if albeit short dress, I wore a grey three piece suit, because a fine suit on a man is like lingerie on a woman.

 

[Jennifer Blanchard]

Awkward.

That was a word for Jennifer when she wasn’t near or around a computer terminal. Sure, she had her Omnitool Holodriver and that kept her connected, but it was also seen as rude, wasn’t it? She should have brought her datalogger, she could watch the holonet from there, and listen for anything going wrong in the Techno Union systems. That was what Jenn was, she was the counter-hacker.

Really, the girl needed to unplug. But then that’d leave the holonet open to casuals like Zero Overdrive and Bug. That she just couldn’t allow. No way. But… be entertaining. Mingle, unplug and be in the real world. Yeah, she knew she needed to…

And that was when [member="Seto Du Couteau"] spoke. She turned, she knew the voice and recognized the face well enough. He was a Bha’lir, but they’d done a few missions side-by-side, even if she was doing all the Zillo work. Ha! She was right. “Pleased to finally formally meet you, Seto. Been hearing a lot of chatter about you, through the Order. The tables worse than the Vong tonight?” She was trying, okay? She didn’t really know how to be social.

 

[Seto Du Couteau]

"Chatter from the guys in the Order? Hope it's all honest, can't stand lies" Seto mused, his fingers rubbing his chin. Thought provoking comment, but for the moment he was more amused that the members of the Order had even noticed much. Well I guess I am all that, I mean I am me Seto thought wearily.

The comment about the Vong brought back an immediate image of a creature covered in blood, oozing from its wounds and with crazed filled eyes lusting for the death of him. Seto's eyes widen and shrugged in return, "Eh, I actually could not tell the difference, some people just don't know how to loose," Seto chuckled.

Gesturing with both hands he carefully crossed both arms over his chest as he gave [Member="Jennifer Blanchard"] a long look before return back to her eyes. "Not sure if I've ever seen many other Knights, or you for that matter, out of their darker than darkness itself armor," Seto said thoughtfully, "Shame really, we loose our sense of individuality, and don't get to see my glorious self," Seto added, hinting towards sarcasm near the end.

"But enough about me, as hard as that might be for myself," Seto began, "Enjoying yourself here?" Seto asked, his hands raising up as to gesture all around.

 

[Orick T'ane]

the party was finally beginning to become something worth being at, he had worried that they had shown up too early. Ana looked perfect standing next to him and he again wondered if he would even be seen standing next to her. Ana's dress was a bit more extravagant that he was used to with her, but her smile quelled any thoughts that he had concerning it. He wondered if they would have the chance to get some dancing tonight, it looked like the place would be packed with people, but once they started dancing it would be just the two of them. " Yeah, everyone looks very different when not covered in dirt and blood. This could be an interesting night."

He saw more people streaming into the party and he smiled as he saw a familiar face, [member="Draco Vereen"] look rather dashing in his suit, Orick wasn't surprised that he cleaned up, but rather that he would actually leave his workshop for a night on the town. He saw a redhead on Draco's arm and he couldn't get a good look at the woman until she turned her head, causing Orick to stumble a bit as they walked. He wasn't sure what [member="Tmoxin Temi"] was doing at the party, or why she was with Draco, but he had to figure it out. He was curious as to how thing meeting would go. " Looks like Draco came down to mingle, and he brought a friend. I wonder who the lucky lady is. Fancy going over and saying hi?" He asked [member="Anastasia Rade"] as they walked.

[member="Seto Du Couteau"] | [member="Jennifer Blanchard"] | [member="Token Waters"] | [member="Jemmila Kyrgen"] | [member="Lord Tarantula"] | [member="Sobek"]

 

[Tmoxin Temi]

“You look very handsome, Commander Vereen,” she said to her date for the night as he approached her. “Of course, everyone will want to hear your war stories of the Geonosis rebellion. Why, I’m sure they will just forget about me altogether." The officer did look very elegant and his suit was tailored perfectly to fit his massive frame.

Tmoxin nodded towards the casino. “Do you play Sabaac, Draco? I could really go for a game myself.”

Out of the corner of her eye she could still see Orick T’ane, and he appeared to be headed her way. On his arm was the blonde woman from the Annaxes lab, the one he had been trying to either rescue. Her dress was quite stunning, and of course, the Hapan officer had been well aware of her beauty and charm the day that Commodore Vaiden had brought her to FleetCom. In fact a part of her still entertained that they had had some kind of affair behind her back. Stop being so jealous and dramatic, Tmoxin told herself.

Besides if she wanted to get rid of Orick T’ane, that could easily be done. Knowing that she held the power to say one word and he would do her absolute bidding… that kind of power would trump any lingering envy she felt at the striking blonde woman.

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Anastasia Rade"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

I laughed softly. War stories were one thing, but right after the war was over most people didn't go around talking about them. Tmoxin and I had shared command over a unit until I had left her and her troops, along with most of mine to strike at the officers holding and defending the foundry there. It hadn't been the worst battle. I had been in worse for sure. Telti came to mind from my stay with the Galactic Republic. Geonosis wasn't as bad as it could have been. At least not by my reckoning, and not for us. "I doubt it. I'm having a bit of trouble remember there was a battle from looking at you." I said slipping my arm around her. "I don't normally gamble, but I wouldn't mind a friendly game or so."

I looked and saw Orick along with Anastasia heading over to speak with us. Not bad, I thought when I saw the woman on Orick's arm. Good for you, I thought. She was pretty, but she wasn't really my type. I was here with Tmoxin to promote my position within the Techno Union, to celebrate a hard one victory with my comrades, and to sell someone a lot of guns. Guns that had helped win the day on Geonosis. After this was done I could return to Nar Shaddaa and truly celebrate.

[member="Tmoxin Temi"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Anastasia Rade"]

 

[Jennifer Blanchard]

She could see the blonde… flitting about. And stalking the dark haired Knight that was Jemm. That was… something, huh? Token was Marek’s cousin, so that was why she got the job. Jennifer could not have taken that. No way, no how. She didn’t really… like people? She preferred computers. #HoloNetSexual. But here? She did want to try to do that whole… social thing.

Jenn was a tricky one, sometimes she liked people just fine, like [member="Emerald Sage"], but then there were times when she preferred to be alone. And then there were war times, where she got off by the thrill of helping slice and counter-slice and performing battlefield support for the people who actually did the work. People like [member="Seto Du Couteau"].

“Oh, its all good, to say the least. Net Zillo has their ears around. And sometimes you just have to know how to listen for it all.” She smiled and ran her hand through her dyed hair. “You were leading against the Vong lately, did good work.” She nodded. As for his comment about the not knowing how to lose? She couldn’t tell if that was the Rebellion or the Vong. Not that it mattered one way or another. Both were hard to knock down.

She was biting at a nail of hers, it was chipped and the black polish was kind of starting to come off. She knew she forgot one step to the whole coming to this party thing. A grin found her lips and she shrugged. “Yeah, I mean, even in the Citadel most people live in their armor. Its like we’re becoming Mandos.” But cool Mandos. Mandos with the Force! “The armor keeps us unified, keeps us safe.

“’Sides, makes these get togethers feel like a post-masquerade, after all!” Scratching at the back of her neck. “I guess so.” She bit her lip. “I’ve worked with the man who owns this vessel for a number of years. And every time I come to one of these things, it just feels… repeated, and like it missed its upgrade.” Because of course Jenn would speak in computer terms.

[member="Tmoxin Temi"] [member="Draco Vereen"] @Orick T’ane [member="Anastasia Rade"]

 

[Zola]

"I can't complain," said the Hapan, giving the blonde CEO a look that continued the thought. Now that I've found you.

Token had a playfulness that was infectiously beginning to seep through Jemmila's uneasiness. It had been a quite long time since the Hapan had thought of herself as anything other than a tool of nature's wrath or its kindness. Vheissu had taught her to be the burning of the unavoidable sun, the hardness of the earth's crust, and the cool relief of water in an arid wasteland. The transformation would save her life on a battlefield, but would not help her in a conversation. Perhaps Token's ebullience could guide her down the path of at least seeming near-human again, even if she did not feel it. Fake it til you make it.

She raised her gaze around the room, letting it pass over the beautiful men and women of the Techo Union mingling with friends, would-be lovers and political allies. Jemmila remembered how politics used to intrigue her. But now, she barely knew the current events of the day. Would she ever be gather up all the threads that were frayed and unraveled? She glanced at Token again, giving her an alluring smile. Perhaps it didn't matter right now.

She leaned in closely and let her lips graze the other woman's ear as she whispered something in confidence.

"I have more spice on me, but it packs a punch. We might have to be lying down for it."

[member="Token Waters"]

 

[Brooke Waters]

Music was playing. That was important. She knew that [member="Sobek"] would be getting off his shift soon and had no idea who he’d be bothering with Sasha Santhe not having checked in yet. Maybe she would, maybe she wouldn’t. But what she did know was there was music, and people were around and chatting! That meant that so long as she kept things the same as Marek had them, people would come. And who knew? Maybe she’d come up with a fun idea or two to change things up!

Not anything major, but maybe an event every year, Bright Star was becoming a large company and she did want to bring them more forwardly into the Primeval space. So she could watch them when she was off being witchy.

Or whatever.

It wasn’t like she was some oracle succubus, but it wasn’t that far from where she could’ve been, if she didn’t go this whole siren route. She knew that her family, well the Starchasers, were good at Draining with the Force. Now imagine that, being a Siren-Succubus!

Right, dark thoughts, Token. Party here.

Party on, Garth.

She nervously played with her hair. It was kind of Token’s thing, because well, Corey didn’t know what other things girls did (yes he did, he was good with women), and this just seemed appropriate for the blonde who had a mass of hair. And she always made sure it looked fine. Not that after a conflict it would be, all over the place and knotted. But now? It was fine. She was just starting her night. She even had all her shoes. Would she get white-girl wasted tonight? That would depend.

She smiled at Jem’s next suggestion. “Now that doesn’t seem like a bad idea.” And yes, Token was going to steal a kiss of the brunette’s cheek.
Come at her, bro.

[member="Jemmila Kyrgen"]

 

[Anastasia Rade]

Ana wasn't exactly a social butterfly at events like this and by the looks of everyone else it seemed she may have over dressed. Crowds could freak her out too especially with all the Sith in the room and no weapons. Taking a sip of her champagne Ana took a deep breath as held on tighter to [member="Orick T'ane"] arm. The after parties she went to had no dress code and there was just lots of beer this was very different. The young woman had always wanted to dress up and go to fancy parties but right now she was beginning to have second thoughts. The restaurant was different because there she was in her element. These things though could be useful when trying to promote it and the Ship-fil-a.

Taking another sip Ana nodded at her husband. It would be good to go and speak to [member="Draco Vereen"] and [member="Tmoxin Temi"] as that would hopefully help loosen her up. This champagne was most definitely not doing the job. "Sounds good, I wonder who he brought with him. Maybe later we can dance?" Ana smiled as she turned to look at him briefly while walking towards the two. Ana wasn't the best dancer but it was always fun and it was where they had their first kiss.

"It looks like they are headed over to the tables. We could join them?" She questioned also wondering if this place had something stronger to drink.