Port of Call (Mingling, Magic Tricks, and Fortune-Telling) [Open to All]

[Beowoof]

Over Ord Mantell


Some people considered the arts of Mia Maslova to be sacrilegious; undignified; perverse. Others thought it was all in fun. Mia herself considered her workings to be just as advertized: art. And, whether anyone chose to believe her or not, it was a way to make a living.

Garbed in her flared black robe, the entertainer took up the voided center of the space station's lounge, moving so fluidly as she flourished her arms and floated about the floor with hardly a jounce to betray bipedal motion. It was undeniable that she was here for attention--but she preferred to earn it. Notoriety was, in the end, not as favorable as a sort of grace. Of course, she did carry a pair of DX-13s underneath her robe--just in case.

Mia was ever silent. She wanted people who might appreciate her for her artistry and not her enticing language, and so she employed mimicry and gestures to make known her intents and order of performance. With deft hands, she poached a deck of cards off a table and fanned them out over the floor in front of her like a peacock's tail, then directed a curious passerby to pick a card from the collection.

The man selected the Pinwheel of the Mid Rim. With an elegant wave of her hand, she drew everyone's attention to a single identical card that had 'materialized' underneath the belt of the man's holster. A quiet applause followed, and thus the show would progress.

 

[Arturin]

Arturin struggled to hold his composure as he saw the card in his holster that a woman by the name of Mia had somehow put there. Being a smuggler, Arturin was used to tricks and frequently used his own to escape authorities and cartels. "Interesting" He thought.

 

[Perfectly Ordinary Rabbit]

The Beast of Caerbannog waited patiently at the foot of [member="Mia Maslova"]. He watched as she plied her trade on a bystander in the crowd. Typical "Now you don't see it, now you do" was what happened there. Ah, but the Beast cared not for the astonishment of the crowd. He cared to shine in a professional performance, should Mia choose to use him in a future trick.

 

[Davik Tren]

There was nothing Davik liked more than spaceports. Drinking, laughing, and a few fights always left him wanting to come back to the familiar environment when he was out on a mission with the crew. He never really got bored on these types of stops and he knew that he might not be here that much longer, so he saw fit to enjoy the night.

The young scoundrel downed another glass of Corellian Brandy before he began to hear a commotion, so he decided to walk on over. At first he stumbled a bit on his approach to the crowd, he might have had more than one of those drinks and it certainly wasn't going to help with any sort of tactful maneuvering. He just had to keep steady and not bump into some karking Whiphid who would be inclined to turn him inside out.

As he emerged through the crowd, he wasn't too happy to find himself in the front ranks of an audience viewing some type of card trick show by an unfamiliar woman. She seemed to be quite skilled at... Guessing. Having a lack of anything better to really be doing, Davik was content to stand a view the happenings.

[member="Mia Maslova"]

 

[Beowoof]

The artist floated away from the man with a bow, procuring a Nine of the Emeralds and flashing it before the audience. But then she saw a small, white creature that was curiously loose in the lounge. Who in the galaxy would simply unleash a [member="Perfectly Ordinary Rabbit"] on an orbital station? It seemed rather inane. Still, opportunity presented itself.

Weaving her way towards the fluffy rodent, Mia sheathed the Nine of the Emeralds and instead took a comb in hand, then knelt to the floor and let the flares of her robe wash over the floor as she picked up the rabbit. She proceeded to comb through its fur softly, eying the crowd in a mysterious fashion. It was like a ritual, though the serious air she radiated was quickly offset when credit chips began to pour out from the creature's hairs with each stroke of the comb, rattling upon contact with the floor.

Mia fluttered her lashes and smiled innocently, then stood back up with the rabbit still in hand.

[member="Arturin"], [member="Davik Tren"]

 

[Davin Jusik]

Ross felt his mind tug and pull on itself as he sat nursing his beer. Around him the audience seemed to be enthralled by the magician on stage, all but Ross. Who'd been mentally checked out for hours. His eyes followed the movements but it just wasn't quite registering. The PI thought to the offer that Techno Head had given him.

The money was right. The job though.... he wasn't so sure. It sounded suspiciously like a sanctioned better paid version of his thug days. Would he slip back to that for a paycheck? Did it matter?

Ross continued his pondering in his blue and white two piece suit.

 

[Davik Tren]

Just like that, or so it seemed to Davik, she had revealed a rabbit! How had she... Was it on the ground?.. No, he believed he could notice a damned rabbit sitting on the floor right next to her. The next bit shocked him even more, credit chips now fell from the hare's fur! Now, the young spacer knew there was a trick... He couldn't see it, and the whole scenario was a bit fuzzy to him, but he knew there must be.

He gave a few claps as she finished up the act and then continued to observe to see if there were going to be any more shows of prowess! He was impressed, but he was here for a show.

[member="Mia Maslova"]

 

[Perfectly Ordinary Rabbit]

Theme that I'm going for here:

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sh2SM3cnmaM

When [member="Mia Maslova"] picked him up and brushed the coins out from under his fur, the Beast of Caerbannog felt something that he had never felt before in his lifetime: purpose. He willingly obeyed her by staying quite still and letting her use him for her magic tricks and he was rewarded with the swelling support of a crowd of bipedal, humanoid giant organisms. The applause made him feel euphoric. This dark haired female had lifted him up to the status of a god. Never before had he felt such a close bond with a human before. But now, nothing would stand in the way of this dynamic duo.

[member="Davik Tren"] | [member="Ross Jusik"] | [member="Arturin"]