Sometimes, you have to live

[Jhiaga Shiwr]

Jhiaga sighed as she looked down at the floor.
She had been paid to serve as a bodyguard for an influent politician, but the man gave her the pay way earlier before leaving with a Twi'lek to... obvious activities. Since she had spent some time knowing the man, the bounty hunter didn't feel compelled to tell him she had seen restraints and a knife in the possession of said Twi'lek. After all, everyone had to make a living.
Normally, the Mandalorian would have left the place and went for her ship to take a nap. But tonight, she felt compelled to be... normal. To enjoy the beautiful sight the rich nightclub left, the bar and the pool on the roof of the tall building, giving an outstanding sight. And so, she went to get rid of her armor, feeling absolutely naked as she left the protective embrace of her "second skin", and placed it in a locker inside the club. The Zabrak was quite afraid at first; she never revealed her face to people out of fear, but here, nobody seemed to care anyway. Her body hadn't felt fresh air onto it since a while, and so she welcomed the sensation, closing her eyes as she walked to the bar and ordered herself a glass of... whatever ordered the person next to her. She was wearing a fine purple dress, whom she normally reserved for infiltration. She didn't think highly of herself, but some people of the place thoughts otherwise, glancing at her as she took a sip of her drink and walked to the ledge, where almost nobody was present, admiring the sight. Sometimes, it did feel good to take a time off. Maybe she'd try and dance tonight - who knew? Being free felt good.

[member="Salete Kel"]

 

[Salete Kel]

Salete had been downing drinks faster than a sailor on shore leave. As of recently the Zeltronian had found it harder and harder to put down the drink, and other substances. Her recent return to social life had been a crash course of partying and spice abuse, as well as alcoholism and screwing around as much as possible. As usual, she wore a revealing dress, trying to attract those to spend the night with, and hopefully score some cash. Yes, Salete was unemployed, and had been for nearly 4 years, working off what she could get, using her appearance and talents to earn what she could. It was an unreliable, risky life, but it was helluva lot of fun.

After a few room 'recons' she noticed a beautiful young Zabrak at the bar, taking all of Salete's focus. Salete had a thing for Zabraks, maybe it was their brute strength, their warrior culture, maybe it was just the horns, who knew, but she liked them. Normally she was straight as could be, but after putting as many drinks away as she had just had, everything was up for grabs. The Zeltron approached [member="Jhiaga Shiwr"], trying to hide the stumbling and clumsiness of being as intoxicated as she was, a maleficent grin residing on her face. She stopped next to the Zabrak, taking up conservation, Salete spoke, "Hi there, what are you doing alone on this lovely night?" Her words came out coherent despite the alcohol, a skill built from years of practice.

 

[Jhiaga Shiwr]

Jhiaga was taking a sip from her drink every now and then, looking around at the people around her, feeling quite sad as she noticed no single girls - or at least, no single girls that weren't completely wasted. She was about to call it quits, when she turned around and her breath caught in her throat. Well, hello there my lady. Before her, presented herself an outstanding woman; she was walking toward her, her stance impressively seductive, the grin on her face causing a small rosy tint to rise on the Zabrak's cheeks. Trying to hold herself with dignity, she looked at [member="Salete Kel"] 's face with attention, taking her the fine details of her figure, hoping she didn't seem too rude as she did so. She seemed like an elegant, yet party-going person, which definitively caught Jhiaga's attention, who was caught completely off-guard by the question. it still felt all too surreal, to have such a woman going up to her like that - going up to the one person in this place that was like a fish out of water, trying to fit in and grasp the concept of "fun" in the apparent debauchery. Absolutely unaware of her own physical "qualities", she finally answered, trying to sound confident in her reply... and somehow failing at it, impressed by the sight before her.

"I'm just trying to fit in around here", admitted the Mando'a with a shrug, taking a sip of her drink to give herself some time to think about how she was supposed to take this. Was it a subtle invitation of some sort? Or was she just overthinking things? Being a master in the art of war seemed so utterly useless when compared to her inability to be good at social interactions. "I'll admit, I've never really spent much time partying... but enough about me. What about you? You don't seem like the type to end up as lonely as I am on a party."

 

[Salete Kel]

Salete chuckled, maybe a little to much, being intoxicated made everything a little bit more funny than it should have.

"Well I already had a little fun earlier, I'm just looking for...well something, or someone in this case to finish the night off with."

Salete took a seat next to the Mando, ordering a drink while she thought over Salete's proposition. It was brash and out there, but that was how Salete rolled, where is the fun in life if you don't take it by the neck and ride it? Salete smiled,

"Don't think it over to hard, the night is still young,"

Salete's expression went blank,

"What's your name, sweetie?"

[member="Jhiaga Shiwr"]

 

[Jhiaga Shiwr]

Jhiaga felt a blush creeping up her face at Salete's words. Despite the Zeltronian's intoxication, her words still held a special feeling to them. Some people lived by their blasters, and others lived by their smooth talking; the woman sitting next to her sounded like the latter. Trying to hide her uneasyness, being completely out of her comfort zone when it came to social interactions that went beyond simple conversations, she spoke in the most confident voice she could possible muster, trying not to be too obvious as she glanced at the woman's face and body, her eyes delighted by the sight.

"Jhiaga", whispered the Zabrak, taking a small sip from her fresh drink, the pointy end of her horns reverberating the light lightly. "I'm Jhiaga. And what is your name, m'lady?"

[member="Salete Kel"]