Pleasure Planet - SJO Dominion of the Zeltros Hex

[Scherezade deWinter]

Objective: Depends on who Scherezade ends up interacting with
Location: On a man's lap
Victim: [member="Josh DragonsFlame"]
Wearing: Jeans and a pink tap top, combat boots
Wielding: 12 Czerka knives under her clothes
Posts: 2

You had two people when you entered the Darkness. You will have none when you leave it.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, just staring. People came and went, not just humans but a variety of species, some of which she had not yet seen with her eyes, though she could easily tell what they were, courtesy of the memory and information imprinted on her mind by her grandmother. The grandmother she was still supposed to kill, for screwing her life over, for stealing it, for... She didn't want to think about it now. Not thinking about her grandmother was easy. Not thinking about Gerwald and Katrine was... Impossible.

All she'd wanted was for the pain to stop. Even for a few seconds, a short recess, anything. But she could even feel it during her passed out slumbers, when her body crashed and could no longer remain awake. She was still afraid of sleeping, afraid of being pulled back into the Darkness. A normal person would have passed out for half day stretches at a time if they'd done what Scherezade was doing for her body. She... If she got two hours, she called it a long stretch of time to be unconscious in. It was showing on her face. It wasn't pretty.

And still, emerald eyes washed over the inhabitants of the Aroma, their glow quite noticeable in the dim lights, until they fell on [member="Josh DragonsFlame"]. She wanted to say that it was because of his dashing good looks and his handsome smile, but that would not have been truth. The truth was, that her eyes rested on him because of the similarities between him and Gerwald. But it wasn't Gerwald. So it wasn't the man who had made her a promise only to break it a few days later. He wasn't the man who told her he could not live without her in his life only to then go and sleep with the sister who had adopted her.

He was..

He was potentially safe.

Grabbing her still half full bottle, Scherezade rose up and stretched to her full 5"10 before taking another gulp. Her body had been growing these past few months, rump and chest going in all directions. She wasn't far from what people would call voluptuous. It had made her more feminine on one hand, but the muscles beneath the fat had also made her stronger, made her a better Warrior, until her drinking had begun to chip away at her raw strength. But that was not for now.

Walking in a mostly straight line, she reached the place where he was sitting.

Normally, she loathed touch. She didn't like physical contact unless it was with Gerwald. She didn't even know how to talk with people. But the air was full of pheromones and she was full of booze, and some things mattered less.

Without much grace, she sat herself on his lap, a hand coming to offer him some of her drink as she smiled. Like her inside, the smile was broken, unable to hide the depths of pain that coursed through her soul. But it was a place of partying, a place where everyone was drunk or high, and no one cared. And that was what she was counting on. Not caring. If he wasn't wearing too much armor, he would all too easily be able to feel the illogical amount of knives that were hiding under her very civilian clothes.

"You look like someone I danced with," the words came out of her mouth, her brain going back to the moment she and Gerwald had danced by the bonfire, "dance with me?"

Child... You are the monster.

 

[Alyisa Mithel]

Location: Zetros, Night Club Aroma, Back Booth.​

Objective: Byoo​

Wearing:This​

Weapons: Ranger Pistol Tag in Signature.​

Interacting With: [member="La'Ca Cavataio"] [member="Sala'dine"] , [member="Mira Cavataio"]​

Posts: 2​

Of all of the things that could happen today?​

​

Alyisa eyes were up at the dancer and had not noticed anyone slipping through the crowed. Well Alyisa did notice out of the corner of her eyes and the last second La’Ca coming up. It was a sneak lick attack. It was not just La’Ca. It was also a sneak lick attack by Ol’Queenie McCutie doing some serious licking all over Alyisa face. She had never seen this type of puppy before. She was not even sure what to think of it licking her, there was still a little bit of shock. Shock La’Ca was here and that her puppy was licking her face.

First thought after the licking, it could have been worse. The puppy could have hated her and tried to bite her. Other thought came to mind. Why were all these canines attached to Alyisa? Like that ridiculous crystal fox Sala’dine kept.

Not to mention to make this more interesting Sala’dine was here as well. This might be awkward for other there; it seemed not to bother Alyisa.
“La’Ca , this is Sala’dine. Sala’dine this is La’Ca”, it seemed right to introduce them at least. Maybe that Mria Cavataio was here as well?

“Also for me to be the late wife, would mean I was dead”, she wiped up some playful banter in regards to what La’Ca had said. There were some defiantly awkward parts of this. La’Ca did have the right to move on as she did. Even though Alyisa was not technically dead it would have seemed so. The Decuirs of the Frenzy River did their bonding by imprinting through the Force. They were tied together through the Force. Dharma would have felt Alyisa leaving this plan of existence to the netherworld. Hence it would have felt like Alyisa was killed. It must have been a painful experience.

Did this mean that bond was dead? No Spira had proved this bond was still strong. Alyisa was all very understanding of this and did not try to force anything. La’Ca had a life and Alyisa did not have any hurt feelings about that. She just wished La’Ca to have a happy life.

[SIZE=11pt]“So is Mira here. I have some questions. Like how is she treating you? That, and she better treating you well”,[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Alyisa understood well enough La’Ca was not the dominate one in her relationship with Mira. This was not an uncommon relationship for Dathomiri. Slave mates could still be treated well. [/SIZE]That is what Alyisa was assuming, that La’Ca was being well taken care of and loved.

 

[Sala'dine]

Location: Zetros, Night Club Aroma

Objective: Byoo
Interacting With: [member="La'Ca Cavataio"] [member="Alyisa Mithel"] , [member="Mira Cavataio"]
Posts: 4

Oh two could play at this game... that adorable ball of adorable puppy was not the only pet that Alyisa had access to while the crystal fox kept in one of tbhe designer bags they could get for carrying it around wagged its tail back and forth. Lifting it up behind her Sala'dine only had it there to be on her lap when they were in the both so it could reach across from her and lick at Alyisa's face. "Beautiful puppy." SHe bowed her head and welcomed La'Ca to be there with them. After everything that had happened here well she wasn't going to be so rigid when it came to Alyisa.. it as really hard to stand on some things when you had the tattoo to prove it.

THe mention of another name though brought her wondering just how large this family was.. the barest notions, the small est ideas. Alyisa had told her little but she hadn't been trying to press... more she had just been tryingt o understand what was happening with everything so she would at least not be taken completely by surprise. Sala'dine though did offer a smile to La'Ca and she was uncertain about many things in this life but she was certain that no matter what just as she had promised she wanted ALyisa to be happy and enjoy herself. After Jakku and Zeltros when they had last come here it was a while lot to keep her from killing a lot of people... who might have wronged them.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Location: Zeltros
Objective: Banking

"You must understand that our cash flow is insufficient to get any significant headway done towards the remaining floors"

Ugohr examined the building's financial statement, which was, in fact, the developer's because the developer had only one property in its portfolio. That one building for which he seeks additional financing to complete it. While, of course, it isn't quite a zombie company, which is usually a company that, while breaking even, can only meet interest payments without any ability to repay principal on their loans, it was still rather fragile. The Gungan had a suggestion which would likely lessen the debt burden, even with collateral, that was used by most real estate development companies in the galaxy: fielding preorders for rental space prior to actually building the space, and not to try and get tenants after the stuff is built. Even then security deposits on leases were the down payment towards getting the remaining stuff built; he was wary of what caused the building to be only partially completed, but second-chancing credit is a thing he'd be more willing to do if the societal impact of what the borrower is using the loan to do justifies it.

"Yousa seem to only have fielden preliminary sales when floors are built"

"But it would do us no good to pre-lease units that may end up not being built!"

 

[Adele Crawford]

Objective 1: Infiltrate the Operation for Elysium
Allies: [member="Bellalika"] [member="Carab Kil'vah"] [member="Josh DragonsFlame"] and Co.
Location: Backrooms of Club Aroma

Adele looked down at her wrist and pushed a few buttons on the small hidden comm device. Several images flashed before her as the cameras that she had installed during her undercover rise with the Club. She recognized a few faces from the Silver Order, this meant that her raid team of Jedi was in place and waiting for her signal. The camera flashed again to another face, an associate who was working the floor. She watched seeing that he decided to take a bit of the drug himself. Her arms fell and she shook her head, that was one agent possibly compromised.

Everyone seemed in place and it was time for her to start working her way towards the main floor of the club. There she would be able to get better eyes, though the cameras should allow her some vision. Watching again, she wanted to see where that woman (the one that gave Carab his drugs). It was clear she wasn’t the main supplier tonight and Adele didn’t recognize her. Still she needed better eyes on the woman that weren’t slightly delayed feeds. Shutting her device down, she moved quickly.

She needed to fit the part, she needed to blend in with the crowd. She removed the long coat she was wearing and slipped into a pair of heels and hid the blaster carefully. As she walked she tossed the coat aside and adjusted her short top and entered through the side door. Having set up her cover within the group that distributed, she was able to move around freely - for the most part.

As Adele moved through, she did her best to try and keep her face hidden from [member="Josh DragonsFlame"] - the man knew what she looked like even though she had changed some of her features. She passed the group with her head down and she continued through the crowd. She found the woman and smiled as she raised her wrist and linked up with the head of the Hulk Smash group.

[Try to not get too inebriated Dragonsflame, I got eyes on someone - stay ready] ​

Shaking her head, she wondered how much time she had before he got himself into too much trouble. As she followed the woman she came across Carab. Grabbing him, she smirked. “Adele, so what are you up to Carab?” She smiled at him knowing that the effects of the drug would slowly be starting to take effect.

 

[Valae Heavenshield]

Objective: Shore Leave (BYOO)
Location: Zeltros Central Spaceport

Galactic politics.

Little bored Siala Brennus more than that. Of course, she’d heard all of the gossip about falling powers, she did keep informed. But, she’d leave the battle to others. For now, she was here on Zeltros at the request of her cousin. Needless to say, she hadn’t wasted the chance to visit the pleasure planet. Unlike Mathilde, she didn’t fancy herself much of a mercenary. But, that wouldn’t stop her from spending time with her cousin and her band of merry mercs, the Hawks.

The bright lights of the spaceport called to them, beckoning them into a number of clubs.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Glancing to the side, Siala gave Mathilde a nonchalant shrug.

Waving her hand, she turned her blue eyes towards a nearby club. “I really just want to go dance.” The answer was there, even if she didn’t say it aloud.

[member="Mathilde Brennus"]

 

[WelshPsych]

Location: Aroma
Objective: "Assess" dangers of Elysium
Allies: [member="Adele Crawford"] | [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] | [member="Josh DragonsFlame"] | [member="Iakchi"] | [member="Bellalika"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"]

Elysium didn't seemed to do much for Carab at first. He was disappointed and wondered if the girl who had given him some wasn't just high on the pheromones of Zeltros. Moving towards the bar, Carab felt his mind going fuzzy hefore shifting into a memories of joyful occasions that occurred in his life. They were few and far between but they filled his mind, lifting him up in mood. He leaned against the bar, he couldn't think of a drink as his mind continuely drew blanks. The bartender stared at Carab for several moments before letting out a loud chuckle, "so your first time on Elysium." Carab nodded dumbly.

"Perfect! I got the drink that goes well with a first time." He disappeared mixing a cocktail before returning with a glass filled with a pink liquid. Carab looked over the drink before gulping it down, his mind cleared slightly but he still maintained a joyful euphoria as he looked over the club. He spotted Adele mulling over her own dose of Elysium, a few Jedi were mingling into the crowd, he could spot them easily however they weren't as easily for others to spot. He moved onto the dancefloor and begun moving with the beat

 

[La'Ca Cavataio]

Location: Zetros, Night Club Aroma, Back Booth
Nearby: [member="Alyisa Mithel"], [member=Sala'dine], and maybe [member="Mira Cavataio"]
Outfit: Current Look (Grey Tank Top with black jean like shorts)
Weapons: Rancor Knives and Rancor Claws (Looks like this in bone form and not metal)
Pet: Ol’ Queenie McCutie
Objective: BYOO
Post Count: Two

Oh, there was another. This was going to be fun for like a hot second. La’Ca was not going to compete with another. Instead, her focus was going to change. There was a plan, but there were surprises all the time. Now there were two that could be enjoyed. The ideas being made in that cute little mind of La’Ca’s.

“So hello there Sala’dine…” La’Ca popped off with little care. She was more focus letting her puppy lick on faces. It was more amusing to her over dealing with Sala directly.

“Mistress Mira, she is all fun and loving… It is a great life being Goddess’ little gift.” La’Ca replied to Aly. It was true. La’Ca was in a particular spot in life. Even if Mira got bored with her, she was set with Petra. Also would mean that her mind would be restored when Mira was done. La’Ca did not want that with Mira. She wanted to be with Mira forever and ever. However, on the flip side, be complete again would be great too.

“So like, how are my past life wify and her plaything over there doing?” Adding to the fun with her last remark.

 

[Selena Drayven]

I'd come in late.....Awesome. Reaching out with The Force I felt Master Serena. She was in council chambers and as people began departing I moved along with the crowd. Slipping through to stand next to her I said "Sorry I'm late Master. What is our mission here?" I knew that there was a new drug among the populace and in the back of my mind I wondered if it was strange for Serena to be here on her homeworld. Hopefully I could learn more about my Master here. Who knew after we completed the mission here there may be time for at least a little fun on Zeltros I'm sure there were all sorts of fun to be had.....My eyes flicked to Master Serena in appreciation and to figure out what our next move would be...

[member="Nameless One"]

 

[Bellalika]

Post 5

[member="Adele Crawford"]

She was feeling more people here, in the bar the jedi had moved off to the side. She didn't look off putting but she was more looking to the others in the bar. Eyes narrowing and tracking with the cybernetics. She could see the silver jedi database and then a few of the others... a team for infiltration... a jedi master was here talking with someone at the bar.... it looks liked pilots and an admiral for getting them out of the area if it was needed. She could track some fo the dealers going around thoug before she was pushing off of the bar and she went towards the dance floor. She was young and a zeltron like many of the ones here. She was also glad to work on what they had. Stronger constitution to handle some of the drugs that were legal.. in fact she was surprised with this. Draugs, alcohol just about any pleasure you wanted to have could be found on Zeltros both the exotic and the sinister.

 

[Nameless One]

Post 6

[member="Selena Drayven"]

SHe turned her head looking at her eyes going away fromt he display of Barsoom and what they would be looking to expand it to when she reached out with the force. "It is alright, we have been looking at expansion ideas with some of the ideas from here there are a number of things that can be done to improve upon the design. A central AI working under it and if we can build a couple of the different ones. An underground city of jedi temples and training facilities to help them go around. Zeltros has always been a profitable location within the galaxy and people only see the surface. Parties, exotic aliens and number of things. THey don't lok at what can be made from it."

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Location: Zeltros
Objective: Banking

"How many floors were yousa authorized to build? How much moolah do yousa think completin thosen floors costs?"

"We were authorized to build 150 floors, and completing those 121 floors left would cost us an estimated 650 million"

So da building wasen essentially una-fifth complete? he thought, while thinking that the Zeltron was perhaps a madman for wanting to build such a massive building without any prior experience of running real estate as a business, and that, for this reason, other banks were reluctant to, and he brought to the Gungan the loan denial letters he got from other banks trying to bankroll the completion of the remaining 121 floors. Usually origination fees were charged only at the time of approval so he didn't lose money trying to get those loans made, but 650 million to build the remaining 121 floors? Were there ready tenants for the remaining 121 floors, residential or commercial? The bank bankrolled dozens of billions of credits' worth of industrial-scale economic projects to help refugees, on Alderaan, on Skor, on Charros and several more, so an extra 650 million on Zeltros would be a different locale. Better not put all of the financial eggs in one market, and he knew it. But they were edging closer to getting the loan approved and get the construction project to completion, and one month's grace period for repaying.

 

[Rozalyne Kurganova]

Location: Palace District, Zeltros Capital
Objective: Diplomacy (BYOO)

A small motorcade of boxy black luxury speeders landed before the main entrance of the vast palace complex. Wasting little time, the delegation exited the vehicles, beginning with a squad of plainclothes bodyguards in well-tailored suits conducting a cursory sweep of the street.

When they gave the clear, Rozalyne finally stepped outside with her personal entourage of aides, all chattering away about the coming event and the next beyond the Mid Rim. As per usual, the Princess was dressed professionally in a sleek high collar dress of midnight silk, but under the right lighting, it shimmered, elegant patterns that belied its apparent simplicity.

She wriggled her nose a bit, still adjusting to the olfactory plugs she had acquired prior to her arrival to Zeltros. The plugs were designed to filter pheromones, among other things. Ever paranoid, she didn't want anything altering her disposition without her consent.

The guards formed up around Rozalyne and her party, and then they waited to finally be greeted by the Queen and/or her envoy.

[member="Stardust Bloodstone"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Location- royal palace
Objective- politics

Like a plague, a drug spread on her planet that even her own police force couldnt evem lock down. She hated to admit this was getting to epidemic levels. Make matters worse it seemed that he silver jedi were now here. Stardust looked into a mirror as she took a breath as she sighed, one of he messengers came up to her and bowed

maam, it seems a delegation has arrived. We are unsure if it is the jedi or not...what shall we do

Stardust blinked and glanced back before turning fully, she took a breath and started walking for the door as she spoke to the messenger

then it seems I must greet them, have a meeting room set up just in case

With that she was out, wearing a simple red dress her sabers tucked underneath hidden out of sight. She descended the stairs and put a smile on

welcome to zeltros! I am to assume you are the silver jedi I have heard about?

[member="Rozalyne Kurganova"]

 

[Charlie Nooran]

Location: Barsoom
Objective 2: Learn that Psychometry
Allies: [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] [member="Kat Decoria"] [member="Jyoti Nooran"]

Charlie had studied the entire trip over along with several breaks playing her ancient handheld gaming device. Currently she was saving up for a holoboy advanced, but she wasn’t close to what she needed. Soon. There was excitement buzzing about her as Jyoti had mentioned they were headed towards Barsoom, which was a place Charlie had never heard about. As she flicked through her datapad she was slightly sad they weren’t going to Zeltros proper, she wondered what the place was like and if it was like what she had seen in holofilms.

Instead, they were heading to a Jedi Enclave that was hidden under the city. Knowing this, the padawan became giddy. Through all the assignments that Jyoti had given her, Charlie slowly began to appreciate and become obsessed with the history of things. To watch history repeat itself over and over again was a phenomena she was in awe of. Gathering the history of Barsoom, she became appreciative of the place her Master had chosen to go to.

Building upon her budding romance with history and archeology, today they’ll be learning psychometry. The padawan stood beside her Master doing her best to remain poise and keep her excitement under control. It had been a long road, but Charlie was shaping up to be a model Jedi - for the most part.

She smiled to the other two that had arrived to the class. Charlie was fond of these group activities, it had helped with her awkward nature. Looking up at Jyoti, she gave the woman a mischievous smile. “Can we start soon? Can this force technique be used on anything?”

 

[Gir Quee]

Location: Aroma, Zeltros
Objective: One
Allies / In the Vicinity of : [member="Alyisa Mithel"] | [member="Adele Crawford"] | [member="Bellalika"] | Dav Hannser | members of Team Hulk Smash
Equipment: LPD-11 Heavy Blaster Pistol, Cabarello-series Armored Clothing (smuggler attire)

The Mrlssi, a flightly fellow named Noss, bobbed his head up and down so quickly that Gir wasn't entirely sure what the alien was agreeing to as he chittered away with Dav in a mixture of slurred Basic and Mrlssetese. The blonde man had expected the diminutive creature to have a more song-like voice when it spoke in Basic, yet it had more of a jarring, screech-like quality that Gir normally would have found irritating. He briefly wondered if the infamous Zeltron pheremones had subtly began to affect him, or if he was finally feeling comfortable in an otherwise alien atmosphere. Quee leaned back against a booth as the avian-like mrlssi turned his black eyes on him.

"Green eyes here...erm...Mister Green Eyes here was telling me that you'd like to buy my collected work here on Zeltros."

Gir blinked. Well, that was a hell of a lot less subtle than I thought Dav was going to be...The Directorate officer cocked his head to the side.

"I am, for the right price. I want to confirm a bit more about what I'm buying though."

"No worries. I don't have it."

Gir blinked, "You don't?"

"I sold it to cover my time here in Aroma," said Noss, swaying from side to side, "But my tab here is getting a bit high, and I'll have to step and do some more work with it soon. But to continue my work here...I...I need to get my research notes back. Perhaps you can sponsor me in that endeavor?"

Gir glanced at Dav, who subtly nodded.

"Tell me a bit about what you were working on, and who has those notes now."

"Oh, I don't really know who they are. A couple of fellows slightly taller than you, one's green-skinned. They typically hang out in the back there..." said the mrlssi, waggling a feathered claw at the back of the establishment, "I think they're involved with supplying some of the merchandise here. Anyways, I got a couple of thousands of credits for it, all sorts of notes in there about connocting different types of derivatives from the Zeltron's own chemistry and how to fuse them with other biomolecular structures."

Is he inadvertently involved with the production of Elysium, perhaps? Gir briefly raised an eyebrow. Or the next evolution of it. Either way, not the sort of information that needs to be in their hands. Nor do we need this one contributing more to the designer drug marketplace...not the illicit one anyways.

"All right, how's this. We get your research notes back. And if they look good to me, I know people who'd like to work with you and get your insight. They have plenty of capital for whatever projects and ideas that you'd like to explore."

"Who and where?" asked the mrlssi.

"We're getting ahead of ourselves," said Gir, rising up from the table, "let's get your research back first, and go from there. Sound good?"

Noss shrugged before hopping off the booth. Still swaying side to side, the flightless avian began to plow his way towards the back of the club, with Gir and Dav in tow.

 

[Ihsan]

Location: Aroma Nightclub
Objective: Stay on the low down
Teammates: : [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] | [member="Iakchi"] | [member="Glenn Knight"] | [member="Anora Vahn"] | [member="Josh DragonsFlame"]
She couldn't stop looking around the bar, the young Mirialan was slightly out of her element as she had never been in a place like this before. All she knew was the temple on Kashyyyk, studying and training. Nevertheless her fellow Jedi easily blended in with the revelries, smiles and laughter aplenty.

They were supposed to be happy. She couldn't imagine feeling anything else, not in a vibrant place like Zeltros which catered to every pleasure the galaxy had to offer. The Force was singing, around and inside her. Yet she wasn't here to satisfy some addiction, she was here on official business and it was her first true mission with her new master and fellow Jedi.

Saka fiddled anxiously with a full cup of Riosan mead and forced herself not to check the time. All the chrono would be able to tell her would be that it was two minutes since the last time she checked. She took a sip of the mead just for something to do, and gagged. She didn't know how anyone drank this stuff. It made her entire mouth feel vile. Saka turned the ornate cup in her tattooed hands, which served her need to mess with something while avoiding the actual contents of the cup.

She gave in and checked the time again. Four minutes since the last time she'd checked. She cupped her hands around her drink, and did her best not to worry. She wasn't very good at it.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

Location: Zeltros
Objective: Banking

"What about yousa repay on a tenska-year schedule so dat building can gradually get itsa ability to generate revenue to maturity?"

He knew all too well that it could take years after completion to get a building's ability to generate revenue to mature, that which too many Jedi or Sith forgot about. The interest rates were usually better, such as 3.5% APR, on larger loans, and here he feels that he could offer such terms without charging him any variable origination fees, only a lump-sum one. Now that it was all too clear where the building fitted in the prime real estate Zeltron market, and that, despite the real estate executive being a stoner, he was still able to rent out all 29 floors nonetheless. So Ugohr shouldn't rule out him being able to rent out the remaining 121 floors, and that, once the 150-floor building is completed, it would become a prestigious location for prime real estate. The Gungan knew that the prestige of the finished 150-floor building would be much greater than its current one and also the rents the Zeltron could command would be much higher, too. Just that the more conservative estimate he is basing himself on was that he would not be able to rent out the remaining 121 floors at higher rates than the current ones.

"Fixed origination fee, and 3.5% APR"

 

[WelshPsych]

Location: Aroma
Objective: Stay focus... Stay... Focus... Stay.. party... Party.
Allies: [member="Adele Crawford"] | [member="Josh DragonsFlame"] | [member="Asaraa Vaashe"] | [member="Iakchi"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"]

He was briefly surprised by Adele taking his arm, he shook himself and to keep suspicion at bay, placed his hands on her hips as they danced to the loud music. His mind was going a million miles an hour with a variety of giddy and joyful thought, he hadn't felt this good in years. He hadn't felt this way around a person since his last partner... Maybe it was the memory of said partner that was taking focus and not the present situation. The drug wasn't clear on its intentions with Carab, bar ensuring his mood never dipped. He smiled widely to Adele as they danced.

"I feel good, so good. The bartender knows when people are using. When it starts wearing off, which shouldn't be long, I'll approach him on finding more. That should lead us to a dealer. Then we can let the not so subtle Jedi take over from there." Carab commented, using his intermitent lucidity to their advantage. Studying Adele's outfit, he smirked. "You look good by the way. I don't mind to sound flirting... Maybe I do? It's really hard to tell. Harder to worry whether or not I am, just feeling so good like! I know you got some, give it a go, nothing like this!" He cheered. Removing his baggy shirt to reveal his tattooed, muscular and scarred upper body. His body was on fire, burning up as the music got more intense.

Suddenly his mind crashed, the cold realities came rushing back. The monster within him roared louder than ever, he felt his ecstasy crashing hard. He pulled away from Adele, noting how inappropriate he had been behaving. The drug was more potent than he first thought. Craving for more was intense, his mind fuzzy and unable to think for long moments. "I... I'm crashing. Going to go talk to the bartender, hopefully we'll find our dealers..." He stumbled, feeling less cocky and upbeat, his seriousness and intensity returning.

 

[Asaraa Vaashe]

Location: Zeltros: Nightclub
Team: Try not to break all the things
Objective: Keep everyone out of trouble and look natural
Allies: [member="Iakchi"] | [member="Josh"] Dragonsflame | [member="Saka Amara"] | [member="Glenn Knight"] | [member="Anora Vahn"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"]
Wearing: This Sunshot Pistol strapped to one leg, 6 Shiva knives hidden around her body.

It's like there was something in the air, or something in the water that drove people to the...looser inhibitions that were present all around them. Oh...wait, there was. The briefing before they had been very clear on that, pheromones strewn through both the air and the water that gave Zeltros it's special charm. That extra little spice that proved to be the pull that kept people coming back time after time. She couldn't quite make out what Master Dragonsflame was saying to the rest of the team as they gathered together, but she could guess. A reminder to use the force to make sure that they weren't affected by the chemicals filling the environment. For all his reputation, his capabilities as the Silver Jedi Battlemaster, the man was an incredibly conscientious leader. Still, even with the warning and the force running through her body she could still feel the press of the drugs against her. Well, the truth of it was maybe she wasn't holding the pheromones off as much as she could if she wanted to. If they were going to fit in then having that sense of the effect of the drugs would have the benefit of actually knowing what the drugs were trying to press her to do.

The young woman let a smile pull up her lips as her blue eyes danced over to glance at the group, nodding at the Jedi clustered around the Jedi Master. She knew she should probably head over there to join the group but somethign kept her in place as she watched a young woman saunter over to deposit herself on Josh's lap. That was probably it...this was a club and she didn't want to draw even more attention to herslef. Besides there was a dance floor there and...was that her? Or was that the drugs talking? You know what, Asaraa's grin arched up into a larger grin, she liked this planet, it was nice to actually see people enjoying themselves.