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[Tiria]

The man chuckled. "Look pal, I already paid good money for the night long before she was booked. So, why don't you be a good little bar patron and leave us alone?" He said, patting the Zabrak on the shoulder and pulling Tiria closer to him. She looked up at the Zabrak with her cyan eyes, her face still expressionless.
[member="Maleus"]

 

[Dex Drakkel]

Dex didn't want to interfere when his new Zabrak freind stood up and went over to the girl and spoke to the man whohad her, but when the man publicly insulted Dex's superior was his biggest mistake, and Dex wanted to make sure he paid hell for it, in almost seconds he was up and beside the Zabrak aiming the blaster he had hidden on himself at the mans head "Remove your hand from the Zabraks shoulder now, or I may have to fill out a lot of paperwork"
[member="Tiria"] [member="Maleus"]

 

[Maleus]

"No, friend." He'd respond mockingly. From within his cloak he'd produce his metallic hand which wore a chrome finish.... He rested his hand on the strangers shoulder... ​"You have two seconds before I rip the conjoining tissue which spans from your collar-bone to your neck clean off..."

He'd await the mans response as he continued to stand by their sides.
Tiria


Dex Drakkel

 

[Tiria]

The man was obviously nervous now. "Now-Now lets not get violent. There's still a lady present, remember?" Tiria stayed silent, looking around at the current situation, visibly startled.
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Dex Drakkel"]

 

[Maleus]

"Really now...? Why didn't that stop you from trying to use her as a toy? The only thing you want from this lady is to exchange genetic material... That is not going to happen..."
​He'd stoke the saber resting comfortably through his waist robe, it's pristine beauty was something not to take lightly. It seemed very close being flawless. "Is it wise to argue with a Sith?"


Tiria

 

[Nas Vua]

Impetus was tired of listening to this squabble. He stood up and walked over to the group, grabbing the man's head (Whom had purchased Tiria for the night) and slammed it into the wall, knocking him out completely. He turned to Maleus and nodded, saying the words "For a fellow sith" before reaching out his hand for Tiria to take hold of and stand up.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Tiria"]

 

[Maleus]

Watched as the mans head was sent accelerating into a nearby wall. "Actions do speak louder than words I suppose." He'd return his nod with one of his own. "I am Maleus, greetings.." The Hutt that had been insulted earlier looked from within a peep-hole but as he noticed one of his customers getting the boot he'd promptly return back into his quarters.

Darth Impetus

Tiria

 

[Tiria]

Tiria was distressed now. If there was one thing her master hated, it was trouble. She leaned back into the cushioning of the booth, cowering away from the three men, two of which were Sith. "P-Please don't cause trouble. My master, h-he will not be happy..." She said, frightened.
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Impetus"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist's concealed figure would emerge from the shadows, continuing to watch the scene as it unfolded. This seemed to have become a habit for the young Sith, seeing as [member="Maleus"] was someone he required information on. The Zabrak would never leave his sight, he was his prey and he would be sure to delivery any finishing blows to him. Examining the situation, the teenager would notice the two men that stood with Maleus, one being a Sith, the other appearing to be a soldier. Perhaps a storm trooper? Glancing over the stage, and it's title, the boy would groan in disgust as he began to walk, shaking his head in annoyance at the Zabrak's uncontrollable lust. Was he really interfering with a Hutt's slave operation? Sounded fun, to be honest, though he did not enjoy the actual performance. The boy's black, shrouded figure would appear behind the group, watching quietly as the whole thing continued. He could not help but grin as he watched the Sith throw the man, his body slamming into the nearby wall with a crash.

"Shall we dispose of this Hutt?" He spoke, hoping to draw their attention.

 

[Maleus]

Having pivoted on his heel to pinpoint the obvious disturbance that broke the artificial silence he'd say. "A target shall be branded upon our backs for killing a Hutt. No matter how much these slime balls are knocked back they seem to find a way to slither back up..." His tone remained as sharp as acid he turned to the black-clad stranger. He paced the laminated tiles carefully as he began to try and get a feel of this stranger.

Having been around this stranger many times he could feel his dark energy swell from within the confines of his soul.... His innately apathetic attitude always proved to be a thorn which rubbed him the wrong way... "Do what you will..."

Ballen-Ist

Tiria