Hutts, Butts, and Coconuts. (Open)

[Switch]

Finding an empty stool, Switch sat down in front of the bar, waving over a frazzled-looking bartender. "Get me a Corellian whiskey... please."

She leaned her cheek into her palm, sulking. She had come to this karking resort planet to relax, not to get fething sand all thrown at her! Her drink arrived relatively quickly, and just as quickly she downed it all. "Keep it coming..."

 

[RC 212]

[member="Gordosa"]

Colap stalked silently up to the hutts contingent and raised both palms to the guards. Gommorreans had a reputation for nasty temperament, and having dealt with quite a few he was not eager to test that reputation.

"Oy, here to see the boss man, looking for a job."

He could see them eye Solar, and then him and his eye twitched a bit beneath the brows. Another plume of smoke wafted its way lazily across the beach and the smell of sweet Endor tabbacco filled his nostrils. It was a nice compliment to the cool seabreeze kissing his brow.

 

[Carden Lorps]

Modified

 

[Danger Arceneau]

It wasn’t long before her ‘bait’ hooked a big one; in the form of a Gamorrean lug, but hey, who was she to judge. The hook was set and she was now requested to bring her delightful presence to the Hutt.

A dazzling smile went drifting over at Ugbolt’s direction, “Lil’ ol me?” came the soft coo along with the hand coming over to rest just above her decollete. Her smile grew wider, “Well a’ll be! It would be a pleasure.” she said in turn, elegantly rising to her feet, her wide-brimmed hat shielding her from the bulk of the sun’s rays.

It wasn’t long before Danger soon stood in front of [member="Gordosa"] the Hutt, a wide dazzling smile as those emerald eyes lit up with seemingly enjoyment and pleasure.

“Mighty fine pleasure and honor at your resquest of my presence, Honorable Gordosa,” here came the small curtsy, oh yes… would they… would they --- there was a slight pregnant pause of silent anticipation as all eyes were locked upon two dangerous assets threatening to runneth over.

Much to disappointment, they did not.

She straightened and gave a wide grin, “The name’s Danger, Danger Arceneau of Arceneau Trade Company and the Southern Systems Business Bazaar.”

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Gordosa"] [member="Matsu Xiangu"]
Noah had to admit to one thing about spear fishing,it proved to be pretty fun,well compared to the other things he usually did in his spare time. He didn't fail to notice the woman in the white bikini near him,of course since he was taken,he payed her no mind as he caught a fish,then another and another,making his total about six fish. Finally deciding he had enough,Noah walked back onto the shore and began the process of skinning and filleting the fish. After this he strung them up on a small piece of rope and hung them above a fire he stared. It was then a person approached him and asked him if he was willing to sell his fish. "No,and tell whoever sent you to not ask again and leave me alone."

 

[Gordosa]

[member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Colap Ticon"] [member="Carden Lorps"]

The sand really chafed if it got in the wrong places. So with that in mind Gordosa watched the red haired beauty approach and couldn't help but think that she must know a trick he didn't. He took a sip from the straw in his coconut and noted that it tasted better through a straw than if drank from the shell directly. As the woman got up to come greet him a new comer who was not intimidated by the droid security team walked up and asked for work.

"Let him come." Gordosa said pulling his sombrero down to increase coolness and decrease glare. "What can this humble Hutt Help with?" Because consonance is wonderful.

Gordosa listened kind of but was distracted and watched the woman come closer and spoke with a curtsy. Gordosa's eye went wide waiting for one of her fleshy bits to pop loose and sighed inwardly as the held fast.

'Blasted gaffers tape' he thought as he chuckled to himself.

"Danger? Trade and Danger." He said, "two things that please me."

He looked at the other two and nodded...well it was hard to tell but the wiggling of his head back and f I rth was indeed a nod. He looked at the majordomo and others including the lazy Jawa whose fanning was getting lame.

"Get miss Danger a drink." Gordosa said as he wiggled to make room on the large couch. He was big and Hutty but he was very nimble for his race eerily so in fact and was happily situated to allow room for her, while he made the men stand. "Tell me about your Company miss Danger?"

 

[Not Ordo]

[member="Switch"]

Gavin looked over as the woman said "keep em coming" and set his apple martini down. His beach clothes were dry now and he had been enjoying the soft music from the small radio behind the bar.

"That kind of day huh?" He said to the woman with a grin.

 

[Carden Lorps]

Carden walked right in a few seconds after [member="Colap Ticon"] then stayed silent. Carden was never good in conversations so he would let the man take the lead to talk to the infamous Hutt [member="Gordosa"] so for now Carden dwelled in his thoughts waitig for one of the others to speak.

 

[Switch]

Directing her attention to the side, Switch saw a man in swim trunks looking her way. Did he say something?

"Come again...?" She wasn't necessarily trying to be rude, but she really had no idea what he said.
[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

 

[Not Ordo]

[member="Switch"]

He smiled and took a sip of his drink. The sweet concoction was refreshing on a hot day and he enjoyed the slight sour of the after taste.

"I asked if you were having a rough day?" he said "when I hear a pretty lady tell the barkeep to 'keep it coming' my first thought is she's having a bad day."

He turned to face her and leaned against the bar as he offered his hand in greeting.

"Gavin Ovmar," He said with a grin and as much charm as his brown eyes could muster.

 

[Switch]

After a moment, Switch extended a hand, taking a firm hold of his to shake. "Switch."

She looked out over the beach, "It wasn't a rough day. Just got annoyed, was trying to relax and some guy kept kicking sand at me." With a grin she added, "It was either bail, or kill him, and this is a nice place."

[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

 

[Not Ordo]

[member="Switch"]

Gavin looked at the woman in disbelief.

"Kicking sand on you!" Gavin said, "he must have been out of his mind to think such a pretty woman deserved anything other than the best treatment."

He looked at the radio as it changed songs to a nice tropical sounding beat. His smile grew and he turned it on the woman. His brown eyes sparkled with a pleasant light.

"So Ms. Switch," he began as he tapped his foot to the music, "tell me about yourself."

 

[Switch]

The young woman shrugged, taking another hit of her drink. "Not that much to tell... You've got my name, I like long walks on the beach... That's kind of a tough question." Turning towards [member="Gavin Ovmar"] , Switch smiled. "I'm from Naboo and I'm an early retiree. That count?"

 

[Not Ordo]

[member="Switch"]
Gavin watched her eyes and mouth as she spoke and he leaned on the bar. His tan hands encircling his glass. He pushed. It forward and motioned to the bar tender as he listened. The next drink came quickly and he set his credits down.

"That counts." He said with a nod and a smile. "I've never been to Naboo. Is it pretty there?"

He looked at her and took note of her dark eyes and that she seemed as intelligent as she was beautiful. He may have to take her up on the long walks on the beach before long.

 

[Switch]

This guy was running through all of the steps to try and pick up women at a bar. "It certainly is. Haven't been back in a long while, though."

Taking a swig of her drink, Switch mentally listed her options. She could either stay here and get drunk, that was always fun. She could also go with this guy and stop drinking, who knows what happens after that. Then again, she could just go find that karker who got her dirty. She hadn't had a good fight in a while, and Kaleesh were typically very good at it.

Decisions, decisions...

"What about you? Tell me about yourself."

[member="Gavin Ovmar"]

 

[Not Ordo]

[member="Switch"]

"Me?" He said a little surprised, "I'm a pilot. I grew up on Corellia, joined the Mandalorian navy at 20 and now I work on the fringes keeping pirates at bay."

He really hadn't expected to tell so much but it happened when tongues got loosened by drinks. He didn't mind though he had nearly nothing to hide. He took another drink and looked out at the water briefly.

"That about covers it. I also like the finer things in life when I'm off duty." He said continuing, "So most people don't take it well but I'll be straight with you. We can sit here and get drunk, or we can get out of here together and drink and talk privately or we can get drunk separately and enjoy the sun and sand alone. I was shooting for option B but hey I don't like pushing my luck. What do you think?"

 

[Zac Grayson]

Captain Xalen landed on the resort planet. Once the ship was leveled and parked he leaned back and stretched with his hands behind his back. He then stood up and threw on his duster coat and and put his cowboy hat over his blond hair. It was time to get some business and there was a powerful Hutt hanging out on this planet. He dropped the hanger door and exited the ship. What a bright planet, it was far too cheery, but he wouldn't mind vacationing here.

He went down the beach seeing a wide array of people including a man frantically digging in the sand. He then saw the Hutt, but was distracted from that by a woman in a bikini. It was not rare that he get distracted by a lovely lady, but this one was not just a lady. He pulled out a datapad and types on it a bit. He looked at the girl and the datapad a few times "Switch." She was well known as a brilliant Slicer, exactly the type of slicer he needed. The Hutt was too fat to be going anywhere soon so he made his way to the bar. "Gin martini, stirred not shaken." He got his drink and turned to the two people talking. "So what brings you two to this planet." Sips his Martini slowly.

[member="Switch"]

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Gordosa"] ( sorry was on semi LOA, just got off it though!)

“Why thank you so kindly,” came Danger’s purr, making herself comfortable as she took a seat.

“You honor me greatly, Honorable Gordosa.” she continued with her coo and then proceeded to detail out what Arceneau Trade was.

“I own and run Arceneau Trade Company… we deal with all sorts of things … but our main bread and butter is shipping and freighter services, fuels, trade, smuggling and exotic animal capture... ” she began, ticking off the things ATC was known for.

“A little bit of this and that… I’ve contacts with the majority of the known companies throughout the galaxy and ship to over seventy-five percent of the known galaxy..” oh she was proud of this fact. She was the networker after all. She smuggled Black Sun’s spice from Kessel, she shipped and pumped fuel for the Mandalorians, and was the sole contract shipper and trader for both the Confederacy of Independant Systems and the Black sun.

Needless to say, little miss knockers was quite the networker.

 

[RC 212]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

"And who might this fine gem be?"

Colap exclaimed as he brushed back a mass of black hair with his black gloved hand. The cigar puffed another puff, and acrid smoke flared from the young mans nostrils. The whiskey was hitting him hard now, giving him the warm fuzzy.

Colaps eyes squinted as he moved them from Hutt to red haired woman. It was quite rude to interrupt, but his devilishly good luck so far had held out.

"Sorry bout that, overheard you folks talking bout some business. I need a quick job myself, Colap Ticon at your service."

 

[Gordosa]

[member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Colap Ticon"]

Behind them Ugbolt was supposed to be keeping watch when four dark skinned women with shimmering bikinis rose out of the sand around Ugbolt.

"YOU ARE GOLD GOLD GOLD SOLID GOLD." they sang in harmony around the Gamorrean heart throb. (>.>)

"GOLD GOLD GOLD SOLID GOLD
HOT TO TROT AND GOLD
UGBOLT IS GOLD GOLD GOLDn SOLID GOLD."

Ugbolt raised his arms and did a slow spin basking in the recognition he richly deserved.

"Ugbolt IS solid gold." He said as he crossed an arm over his chest tucked his hand in the opposite elbow and rubbed his chin between his thumb and forefinger as he struck a pose.


Gordosa looked back, took off his sombrero and slapped Ugbolt. Ugbolt was stunned as the women dissipated like vapor and left him wondering if the had been Jedi or spirits.

Gordosa shook his head and turned to the red haired lady.

"Good help is hard to find these days." He said as he began calculating just how many credits he was sitting beside. After a few seconds rolling figures around his extremely sharp mind I settled on ah lotta bunch of credits.

"Gordosa is honored to meet you." He said holding back his urge to clap like a school girl, "perhaps we can do buisness. I am known for collecting items of interest and creatures for that matter."

Finally his lazy majordomo returned and offered the woman and Gordosa fresh coconut drinks with little matching umbrellas and straws. Everything really was better from a straw. He was going to have to make buy a straw company soon and sell straws to everyone.

The man walked up and interrupted the conversation and Gordosa pointed to the protocol droid.

"We have need of some creatures to be collected and delivered to My palace on Spira." He said, "how much can your ship carry?"