Rahn had been thoroughly enjoying himself all evening, however he could not escape his protocol droid. He would lose TC-14 for a dozen minutes or more before his metallic voice could be heard over the polite conversation. "Master Haaku, we really must stick to the plan."To which Rahn would groan with embarrassment.
Finally the Neimoidian relented. "Oh very well TC-14 if it will silence your incessant babble I shall make my introductions with the Queen Mother." The Nemoidian downed another glass of the delectable Hapan wine and strode to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the floor length mirror and made careful alterations to his silver and blue robes.
"You look most distinguished sir." TC-14 said in a mechanical voice that lacked a certain sincereity.
"I appreciate your pre-programmed compliments TC-14." Rahn replied with equal emotional dissonance.
A stall door opened and one of the uniformed attendants emerged. "You two would certainly be contenders for that show, the odd couple."
Orange eyes flicked to the corner of the mirror where Rahn saw the reflection of the rude doorman from the beginning of the party. He spun and dramatically leveled an accusatory finger at the man. "You! The rude doorman from the beginning of the party..."
"Event Staff." He interrupted.
Rahn was taken aback, "What?"
"I'm a member of the event staff, sort of a professional at this."
Rahn rolled his eyes, "Yes. You've truly shot for the moon and landed amongst the stars.. Now I demand that you escort me to the Queen Mother."
"I don't think so. I object to you automatically treating me like an inferior." The man said as he crossed his arms across his chest. Several other bathroom patrons looked on with amusement.
"Well, I am the minister of foreign affairs for one of the larger galactic governments."
"Oh minister, very nice. And how did you get that then ehh? By exploiting the worker, by hanging on an oppressive dogma that perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society!"
"Ok, when did I lose control here?" Rahn was now genuinely confused at what was happening. The rude doorman had redoubled his efforts and had taken an intoxicated Rahn completely by surprise.
"Is there something I can help you with sir?" Asked another uniformed member of the event staff.
Rahn squinted suspiciously. "I'm Rahn Haaku, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Commenor Systems Alliance."
"Minister of the who?"
"The Commenor systems alliance."
"And who are they?"
Rahn rubbed his temples with frustration. "Members of the intergalactic community which I am trying to strengthen by meeting your Queen Mother."
"I didn't know we had an intergalactic community. I thought the galaxy existed in an anarchic state devoid of any hierarchical superiority or coercive power that can resolve disputes, enforce law, and act to improve quality of life. Thus the endless warfare and the intermittent plagues that really prevent us from advancing. Its been hundreds of years and there are still stormtroopers putting down rebellions."
The rude doorman cut in, "You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship, a self perpetuating autocracy where in the working class foots the bill for the aspiration of heroes and villains alike."
"Kark me, you gotta bring class into everything."
"Well thats what its all about. If the nameless characters would just wake up..."
"Alright, I'm putting a stop to this." Said Rahn who had finally had enough of these crazy ideas. More worrisome was the fact that the two nameless event staffer's words seemed to be having an immediate effect on the other nameless party guests who had heard the conversation. Rahn reached into his sleeve and removed a vial from a hidden pocket. He dumped the contents into his palm and then blew the spice into the event staffer's faces. The effect was immediately as the powerful narcotic took over and they started laughing and completely forgot what they were talking about. "How's that for the opiate of the masses." Said Rahn to no one in particular before striding out of the bathroom followed closely by TC-14.
"What just happened in there master?"
"The galaxy truly is a mystery TC-14, you'd learn that if not for the regularly scheduled memory wipes."
"But sir, I don't remember having memory wipes on our schedule."
Rahn chuckled at the irony of his droid's statement and then went off in search of the Queen Mother.
After a dozen of more minutes of searching he found [member="Allana Djo"], the new Queen Mother. He motioned to one of her attendants for attention before remaining at a respectable distance till he was summoned.
