Tattoos on Zeltros

[Julianna Nero]

Why was she even considering this? Well, that was an easy question to answer.

Kassey was one of those young trouble makers...a girl with daddy issues, paranoia, with a drinking problem and a slight spice addiction already and she was only 18. For two years now, she was on her own in the galaxy, and it seemed like things were just going downhill for her. She couldn't get steady work, it was hard for her to stand on her own, and more times than not, Kassey clung to Tatooine or, in this case, Zeltros, just to either go back to her roots, or again, in this case, to get away from her problems...Today was the latter of those two, and she always found that sense of stress just go away. Kassey would usually hit the hottest clubs...and by the hottest clubs, it would mostly be the ones that would let her in given her age and state. But she always had this high about her when arriving on Zeltros. It was a mixture of the pheromones, the sensuality, the amazing supply of Yarrock that she had on this planet, not to mention the quality of liquor.

Where was I? Oh, right, the tattoo.

It was something that she never had, and there were a lot of things in life she never had...one of them just happened to be the money for a tattoo. But there was nothing wrong with looking, right? And especially when she was on her favorite planet, admiring the people that passed by her, the Zeltrons, the humans, the different species of all kinds of people, sights, the lights, the music. It was all incredibly intoxicating.

Before she walked into one of the tattoo shops, Kassey debated on going into the club and getting herself another drink, but she stopped just because she planned on going out after the fact. The place that she was just about to walk into seemed nice, clean, a place that she could see herself getting a tattoo in. After she helped herself in, dressed in something simple, but still making sure to have her pistol at her side, she immediately walked to the counter to get something that she had in mind, however, before she could even open her mouth she saw one of the men that was (hopefully) just finishing up with someone, and how handsome he was. Immediately, she ran a hand through her hair, wet her lips just a little and leaned on the counter a little nonchalantly, politely waiting for him to finish up.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Quint had been getting a pretty solid flow of customers all night. Currentky he was finishing up a Millennium Falcon tramp stamp on the lower back of some friend of Angie's. The woman had felt bad about the fact she had actually gotten in the way of a fun night between him and her friend Joza Perl. Quint had learned two things that night. First, Zeltrons could be as jealous as anyone, and second, Joza was not the typical Zeltron. Running after her friend like that had not been a Zeltron thing to do.

The bell on his door chimed as a pretty little lookong thing walked into his parlor. He smiled as he looked up from his work. "Be with you in a minute, sweetheart," his baritone echoed in the room. "Feel free to browse in the meantime." The artist went back to his work and in the next fifteen minutes had the tattoo done. The woman smiked and squeeled as she saw the tattoo and planted a rather excited kiss on the artists cheek. She wrote he number on Quint's arm with a wink, and the man just chuckled. "I was thinking I needed more ink..." The joke was rotten, but the woman laughed.

She walked out as Quint started cleaning up, basically just throwing everything away as he used a new gun each time. The needles had a special container which he sent out to be sterilized. Everything was vacuumed sealed for safety, and his shop was immaculate. When it was done he walked to the glass counter and let his eyes wander over the woman. She was young, but clearly seemed to have lived life. There was a rough edge to her, one Quint recognize because he had it as well.

"What can I do for you gorgeous? You want something or are you just browsing?

Either was fine. If she wanted work done, he would be happy to get his hands on her skin. If all she wanted to do was browse he'd just sit in the chair and admire her figure. Quint wasn't a dummy. The longer she stayed in the shop the better chance he got business.

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

Sweetheart? Ooh, there was something about that, that Kassey quite enjoyed. With a grin on her face that she wore better than that other girl, Kassey's dark eyes watched the catalogue that her fingers were swiping. At least, that's what one was made to think that she was watching. Page after page she flipped through the holographics of the different designs that the place had taken credit for, but her eyes were really watching that other girl that the handsome tattoo artist was talking with. Writing her frequency on his arm. How cheesy, she thought to herself, as she watched the girl's every move out of the shop while subtly looking through the different things that she was able to get.

Another name that made her lift her head up from what she was looking at and up at him. Gorgeous. Oh, he was good, and Kassey did not hesitate to give him a wink in appreciation. "To be honest, I definitely want something, but I definitely don't mind browsing..." Kassey made it a point to look at him up and down, clearly checking him out before her eyes met back up with his. "...especially with a great view right in front of me."

Kassey seemed to giggle it off and then she pushed some of her hair behind her ear. "Actually, I was thinking of something a little simple...something a little along these lines. I'm sure it's below your expertise, but what about something..." Kassey pulled out her datapad and showed him a picture. "Something like that, right on my right arm. You think you could do that for me?"

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"There is nothing wrong with browsing," Quint said as he watched the dark orbs of the young woman look him over. She was smooth, waaaaaay more smooth than the woman who had inked his arm with her frequency. Sometimes Zeltrons were too easy. There was a time and place for easy, but Quint certainly loved a chase as well. The prize was usually much better after a little chase and capture. "Well aren't we quite the forward one. I take it you're the kind who knows what you want when you see it," he said with a little wink as she slid the design his way.

He looked at the design. It would take him about as much time to do as it would to set up. Designs like what she wanted were often times a waste of time, but in this case Quint was certain it would be well worth it. He didn't feel bad about taking credits from the previous woman because she was just that flighty, but he couldn't charge much for this, if anything. The ink wasn't even that expensive.

"Yeah I can do that, Love," he said still looking at it. "Tell you what, why don't you have a seat and I'll do this one on the house. Most of my competition would rip you off for this, but the ink I'll use up isn't even going to cut into my profits at all. I'd feel bad if I charged you, and if you're gonna insist on paying something then I'm certain you can figure something out. I ain't gonna be taking your credits though."

Quint smiled as he slid the datapad back to the gal. He may have let his eyes linger at her chest long enough to be noticed if she had been paying attention. "Name's Quint, and as soon as I get set up and wash this frequency off my arm I can get right on it!"

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

Was she being a little forward? Yes, of course she was, and Kassey had absolutely no shame in it. In fact, she smiled whenever he said that to her, and what followed..that she was someone who knew what she wanted when she saw it. "There is no doubt, I know exactly what I want whenever I see it. You only live once, no time to waste." Kassey had that million credit smile after that, only because she knew that she liked to play the game, she loved the chase, she loved to make a guy curious, but of course, she hadn't had too much experience, she was still young and dumb.

Love, yet another name that he used for her, and then he told her to have a seat, even that he was going to do it no charge. She looked surprised at him, and even chuckled just a little. "You are right about one thing, that I am going to give you something for it...the saying goes, if you're good at something, never do it for free, and I can just tell that you do some amazing work around here." Charming, she would like to thing, but with that she started to walk over to the chair that he had mentioned before, but she did get closer to him, a smell of the alcohol that was used for this place mixed with his scent, she'd remember it.

"By the way, I like Gorgeous out of all of them." Talking about the names, of course. But she looked at the arm that he said that he would wash off, Kassey counted that as a win. "Kassey, the pleasure's all mine."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Well, let's make sure you like the work before you go deciding what it's worth to ya, huh?"

The chase was not just about going after the woman, but about making the woman want to be chased. While she was forward there were ways to figure out if it was all a game to get what she wanted out of him, or whether she was definitely looking for more than a free tattoo. He smiled as she did of course, because they were contagious. As she walked by he took in her scent. Whatever she was wearing was near as intoxicating as the pheromones Zeltrons produced. While he had gotten used to the chemicals of the native species, perfumes and other fragrances were still dangerous.

As she started to walk past him his eyes dipped below her waist to check out her buttocks. She likely knew he was doing it too. The beauty of being a tattoo artist is the women almost expected him to ogle them, even go as far as undress them with his eyes. He pushed off the counter the closer she got to the chair and followed her over as he needed to set up. A new gun was laid out on the counter, still in it's package, and the black ink rest along side. "Gorgeous it is then," he smiled as walked back to draw the design she had indicated on some transfer paper.

When he returned Quint sat in his swivel stool on wheels. He loved being able to move around as he needed to, and while this one would keep him stationary for the most part, it helped to get the wiggles out. "Which arm are we putting it on? Not sure you told me that earlier..."

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

Kassey already liked his attitude, she liked how he looked, he was definitely her type of guy. She noticed the smiles, the way that he looked at her, definitely better than that other girl that was in there earlier, and she counted that as a win for her. While she walked over to the chair, he said that Gorgeous is what he would call her, just as she suggested, and that sounded like a good name for her. But then she decided to add a little bit more to that, being forward as he had pointed out before. "Gorgeous it is. However, during more intimate times I prefer a man to use my real name. Just because it sounds so good."

With a wide grin on her face, she sat in the chair and tapped her left arm. "This one should be good." Kassey cleared her throat and then she looked back over to him, perhaps a little nervous. "If I'm honest with ya, I've never really...had this done before. So, if there is anything that I should know about or any tips or tricks you might have when you get new ones like me around, feel free." After a moment, she thought of a question and then looked over at him.

"Which one was your first?"

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Quint smirked. Kassey was more than bold. There would only be two reasons to tell a man what she liked to be called when things got heated. Either she was teasing him or she was giving him an invitation. "Well then, Kassey," he said making sure she was well aware he had just used her actual name, "getting a tattoo can be an intimate time all on it's own." And if one wanted to use that kind of thinking Kassey was a virgin. The admission this was her first didn't seem to surprise him. While she was not overly nervous there were a few signs. The anxious vibe which she broadcasted in her question of how he handled women like her was one of them.

Now he wasn't going to give away his secret. That would not be helpful. What he was going to do was treat her exactly in such a way that would get her mind off the needle and onto something else entirely. Talking his tattoos may do that, but the more the subjected turned away from the actual tattoo the better. Casey just smiled as he put his gloves on. It was his turn to be a little forward. "It's quite simple really, gorgeous. Just let me do my thing. I promise to be gentle, and I always wear protection." Quint was a flirt, but it helped with the women who came in to get ink. Whether anything happened or not was never really on his mind. All the artist wanted to do was make the people who sat in his chair feel as comfortable as they could.

Kassey wanted to know about his first. A man never forgot his first. He rolled the chair around to face her and laid his forearm out in front of her. On his left wrist there was a six digit serial number. It was a crude marking, but the one thing that always reminded him of his past. He was felon after all. Quint had committed many sins in his past life. This shop was his pardon in a sense, a way to start over. "Not everyone is who they seem to be, but sometimes people are exactly what they seem to be. Your first is going to be a much better experience than mine was, that I can promise. I'll even treat you better after it's all done. You're my last for the night then I'm closing up."

Quint grinned and rolled back to the arm she had indicated. The transfer paper was laid on her arm and a mirror held up so she could see the placement. When he got the approval he took the tattoo gun out of it's package, attached it to the power source, dipped the needle in the ink, and started working on the outline. It only took him about ten minutes to do the outline, and the rest would go as fast. The work really was basic, and not close to any sort of display of his talent. This is what Kassey wanted though, and Quint was never one to disappoint a customer when it came to their ink.

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

She really enjoyed how he played with her, just like she had been doing to him the whole time. Some guys might shy away or just come out with what they wanted, instead, he played off of what she had told him, which was her liking her name said while being intimate. Then he said her name, saying that getting a tattoo could be an intimate time, as well. That little tidbit made her a little more eager to get to know him a bit better, because she seemed to be on even footing with someone who wanted to play her game.

He promised to be gentle with her, and even said that he always used protection, which made her laugh a little. "That's always good to hear. If not, I would have insisted on it." Kassey was overly curious is to what he got first, that's when he showed her the tattoo that was on his wrist. The numbers meant one thing, and she could tell the difference between a slave and an inmate. Her eyes looked from his wrist, back to his eyes and she gave him a bit of a sad smile. "I think the only difference between you and I is that I haven't been caught yet." Kassey just wanted to let him know that she wasn't some kind of angel, that she was just as much of a sinner as he was.

She looked ahead of her while the needle first went on her skin, and while it hurt, it wasn't nearly as bad as she thought it was going to be. With a little bit of a relief, she seemed to just become numb to it, to get used to it overall. It was working really well, too as the time went on. "You know, I was just thinking, if you're closing up after this..maybe we should get a drink? I know a club right around the corner that we could hit...great music, cheap but good drinks..it could be a lot of fun."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Quint found himself smirking with near everything that came out of Kassey's mouth. She was young, and inexperienced in the way of how rough the life she had chosen could be. That revelation saw the smirk wipe off his face. "I was thirteen. The feline here," he pointed to his forearm, "was the first one I actually chose to get." She was either going to take that as a warning to not get caught, or to get out the life before she wound up doing the time he had. Being in an out of prison was not a way to be brought up during one's teenage years, and Kessel was not a fun facility to be sent to as an adult. "Most of the others I got during my stay in the Kessel facility. I was nineteen when I got sent there."

That was enough of all the downer information. The two were cut from the same cloth, and clicked well enough. Kassey already had the makings of becoming a good friend, possibly more if the artist played his cards right. Then again it could be nothing more than just a fun time and see you later as well. They were from the same cloth after all. It wasn't long before she had him smiling anyway. Did he really manage to get her to ask him out? She was a forward woman, but that forward? At least she didn't want to get a tattoo and call it a night. Things looked good for Quint in that regard, and possibly gave him a peek into the hand she was playing in this game.

"If you don't mind hanging out here long enough for me to clean up and close up then yeah, we can hit the club for a few drinks. I live just above the shop here," he said by way of information and however Kassey wanted to interpret that, "so I definitely know the place. If I could recommend anything, stay away from the scotch. It's crap." Was she old enough to get drinks? Here on Zeltros it didn't matter.

Quint changed over to a second insert for the gun. This had multiple needles and was used to color in the diamonds she had asked for. In a way it made him think of a particular comic book character from one of his favorite comics as a kid. The ink wasn't going to take long to color into her skin. It was great skin to work with, and she was a trooper. "Well, there we are... all done Kassey. You did great, and your skin! You're skin is fantastic!"

The gloves he had been wearing were pulled off and tossed into the garbage. The needles tossed into the right container, and the ink put away. Quint grabbed a broom and swept up and with a smile put it away when he was done. His eyes kept dancing back to Kassey as he had pointed out a mirror where she could check out the ink. When he was done he walked up and offered his arm. "I gotta say... asking me out for drinks was a way better move than putting your frequency on my arm." Quint winked.

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

While he make his creation on her arm, she had the time to think about the things that she wanted to do while she was here on Zeltros. If she and him ended up somewhere private for a little more than fun, she would be all for that situation, and she would welcome it. She was unsure of how old he was, but at least they could have some fun at the club, and get to know one another, and see where things went from there. She probably wasn't old enough, however, she was cute enough to drink, and that's really all it took on Zeltros. Between the fun nature and the pheromones from everyone around them, it was just something that happened. Drinks, spice, it was all available in the right places.

She took notes in her head about him, that he was nineteen whenever he was sent to Kessel. Kassey would need to ask him about his age at a later time, but for now, she decided to smile whenever he seemed to agree to her date for the drinks. He mentioned that he lived right above the shop, so he knew the place that she was talking about, even suggested to stay away from the scotch. Kassey couldn't help but to chuckle just a little, she figured that mention about the shop was mostly about telling her where he lived. "So, if I get too drunk tonight I know that I can crash at your house." She winked over at him to allow him to take that as he wanted.

There was a triumphant moment whenever he finished her up, a grin over her face and she slowly stood up. "It looks fantastic, thank you so much!" There was a lot of excited feelings towards her new tattoo, and gratefulness of course. She would need to think of something to pay him, but she thought about it. "How about I buy your drinks tonight, hm? At least that could help pay off the debt that I owe you for this."

Kassey took his arm and would follow him around the corner since the club wasn't far, smiling all the while.

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Was she too young? That depended on how old she really was. Quint was just twenty six, and as long as Kassey was legal in the planets that had laws like that he was fine. He certainly wasn't interested in going to jail simply because he hooked up with the wrong girl. Kassey wasn't the only one who was going to be asking about age before the night went on too far. For now he just enjoyed her company. It had been a while since he ran into someone that he clicked with. There were friends, others who made him think about a few things, and others that jest messed with his mind. Kassey she seemed fun, and right now Quint needed fun. Maybe he needed the reminder of where he came from as well. It always a bad idea to lose touch with what made you.

Quint chuckled at her reply. The last thing he wanted was to see Kassey get drunk and pass out. This just gave him another chance to play her little game though. "Gorgeous if you're crashin at my place it ain't gonna be because you're drunk, and I can assure you that you'll be there long enough for breakfast." He chuckled and winked as he turned to lock the shop doors before moving on. "If you want to buy my drinks tonight you can, but you don't have to. I got a good tab and have done ink for every bartender in this place." In other words they owed him.

When the arrived the music was pumping. Quint wasn't sure he cared for the music that was playing when they got in, but the bass was loud and the rhythm could be felt hitting hard in the chest. Scenes like this were always loud which made you get close to the person you were with. The crowds also never seemed to die down, so the artist took Kassey's hand led her to the bar. "I need a couple of drinks before I do anything else... been a long day!" All that said was he was open to whatever she wanted to do but they were getting some alcohol in their stomachs first.

"I'm gonna need some Cuervo," he said to the bartender. She was darker pink Zeltron with purple hair. She had Monroe piercing on her lip and under the sleeve over her form fitting t-shirt one could see the evidence of some of Quints more detailed work.

"Sure thing, Sugar... and your friend here... she drinking too?"

"Whatever she wants, Gem."

Gem was her actual name and not a nickname. A couple of stools were open so Quint took those for he and Kassey. It was quieter by the bar which made it a great place to talk for now. An elbow was propped on the bar as Quint let his head rest in his hand as he gave his attention back to Kassey. "So, you local or passing through?"

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

The war of the words was perfect with this guy, she actually enjoyed herself a lot already, which meant once she had a few drinks in her, she would really enjoy the night. So as far as she was concerned, he was great company. That quip about her being there long enough for breakfast really made her laugh out loud, and she squeezed his arm a little tighter, even leaned her head on his shoulder a little as they walked towards the club. "I hope you're cooking, because all I can really make is a few mixed drinks." Oh yes, one thing about Kassey is that she could not cook, not even a little bit. All she ever ate was something that others cooked, or portions that she could add water to. Anything else? It was never really something she could catch on to.

When he said that he had a good tab at the bar, that just made her nod a little bit. "Well then, I guess I'll have to find another way to pay you back, I'm sure that I can think of something." She winked once more and then followed him right to the place. It was loud, but it was a little quieter by the bar, which was a relief all in it's own. The music was just something typical that she thought that she would find here, however, immediately, she could feel the pheromones around her, making her feel a little warm and fuzzy already, like a slight buzz that had a somewhat aphrodisiac like feeling. It was great, and a reason that she came to Zeltros in the first place.

He took her hand and lead her to the bar, and she looked over at the bartender. She was quite attractive, and she could definitely see some hint of a tattoo on her arm, as well. He ordered, and then she didn't even need to think about it. "Brandy, on the rocks, with a twist of whatever fruit you have back there." Kassey nodded to the girl and smiled that little charming smile. If she hit for the other team, that would probably be her choice.

After she popped herself up on the stool and let her arm rest on the bar, he asked her if she was local or passing through. "Honestly? I'm not really local anywhere. I more or less live on my ship, coming to Zeltros just seems...good for me at times. I have a little fun, drinks, dance, recreational substances...it's a good time for everyone." Just then, it seemed like their drinks have arrived, and Kassey smiled and took hers to her lips and then a long sip. "So, if you don't mind me asking...how old are you? It's just out of curiosity.."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Good thing I can cook then, and believe me when I say you really want to try my pancakes... they really are the best." Quint may have been laying it on thick, but he enjoyed flirting as much as the next guy. In fact, he was happy flirting as he was drawing ink. He wasn't the type to lead a girl on, his intentions were usually pretty clear. That's why he just smiled when miss marker arm gave him her frequency. Quint never had any intention of calling her. A gal like Kassey however, she was the kind that got his attention, and there were no pheromones with her. Yeah they got to Quint, but for the most part he had gotten used to the high. He'd learn to resist unless the amount produced was simply overwhelming.

He pumped his eyebrows when Kassey seemed to mention another way to pay him. The drinks were a good way honestly, but the fact she was spending time with him after the work was exactly what he was after, even if things didn't end up at his place. There were two reason. First she was not Inna, and Quint was getting tired of the on again off again routine of that smuggler blowing into town and wanting her kicks just run off on him again. Second, Quint could not remember the last time he actually enjoyed the company of a female that was not a Zeltron. They were appealing, but Quint liked human girls too.

"You'll like the brandy," Quint said as he caught the fact Kassey was checking Gem out. He smirked. "She's pretty, but she's married and actually pretty faithful." Quint knew almost everything about his regular customers, and Gem was one of them. Sure he'd seen things other men wished they could see because he was her artist, but outside of a professional level everything was strictly hands off.

"You're a drifter then," he said with a smile. "That's gotta get lonely sometimes. I mean it's fun for a while, but..." Quint knew... he'd done the loner thing, and really he still did. Then the age question came. It was something he was expecting, and getting ready to ask himself. He took a quick shot of his cuervo first, and set the empty glass on the bar counter. "I'm tewnty-six, and since you asked... how old are you? You've been pretty forward all night, but if we actually decide to trade this little dance for more of a horizontal type I'm not gonna get in trouble am I?"

That was bold. It was either going to pay off, or it was going to make the tattoo artist crash and burn. All his cards were on the table now though. If there was still any doubt as to the fact he was completely open to a night neither of them would likely forget anytime soon, it was all gone now.

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

Kassey didn't say anything in response to her checking out the bartender, whether it was the pheromones or just her curiosity, it didn't really matter, Kassey wasn't that curious when it came to the same gender. It was just a girl thing, to check one out, almost compare herself to the Zeltron woman, or any woman for that matter. But she decided to let that go for the time being, since she was really just wanting to focus on Quint. He was a handsome man, one that she wanted to see more often, and hoped that it wasn't just a one night thing. That wasn't to say that she wanted to date him, only because that concept seemed to be beyond her. "Being loyal..heh." Muttering under her breath for a moment before she took another sip of her drink.

He spoke about it being lonely and then trailed off in his sentiment, Kassey just pressed her lips together and thought about it, and how lonely it really was...in fact, she looked down at her drink and finished it off quickly, because she felt like she would need to get a little drunk. After so long, it did get lonely. Too lonely. It was a big reason that she came here to forget all of that, and to forget her troubles, her headaches, her past. She had been on her own since she was fifteen and she just hasn't stopped moving in fear that someone was after her like they were after her parents, killing them.

Honestly, she did not mind him asking her how old she was, but his reasoning for it actually made her chuckle a little bit. No, it would not tear her away from the fun night that she was already having, and even then, the bartender came to refill her drink without a question to it. "You won't have to worry about that...I'm eighteen. None of this is new to me, so I hope you don't have to worry about it, just so long as you don't mind being with a younger girl, that is." Most men didn't mind that at all, but at least she was honest with him.

"And to answer your sentiment before...it does get lonely. Very lonely. But sometimes it's necessary for survival." It sounded serious, but Kassey just smiled and took another sip of her drink. "Besides, I'm a smuggler, I pretty much work as I live." After she saw that he was doing shots, it had her curious. "You know something, I've actually never had a shot before..I mean, of something fruity, but nothing like that.."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

She was eighteen, that was a sigh of relief. Quint didn't want to be messing around with a girl that was not legal. Eight years wasn't that far of a spread either. There were other couples in the world spread out much more than that. What made some people look down on a thing like this particular pairing was the fact Kassey was only eighteen. Quint also was breathing an internal sigh of relief that his bold reason for asking the question had not gotten him shot down. In fact she wanted to keep the booze coming. He was fairly certain Kassey was well aware that adding more alcohol to this little soire was only going to push things closer to that type of conclusion to the evening.

"Older, younger, not an issue, not if things click," he answered knowing on his end he was fairly certain things did click. He gave Kassey a wink as he motuoned the bartender over. He needed more shot glasses. "It can get lonely, but I do like it sometimes too. I mean I've been on my own since I was eleven. You do what you have to in order to survive and stay fed. That's why I wound up in trouble. Started out as a spice runner, then got into dealing. Been clean from that since getting out of Kessel four years ago. I smuggle when work isn't good. Hire myself out on whatever crew needs an extra set of hands."

Quint had no idea why he was sharing that much with her. Maybe it was because she had said she was a smuggler that worked alone mostly. Who knew maybe she would have a job opportunity, or if he ever got his own ship he could hire her on for something. This was the networking part of what they both did. Though they weren't at the club to talk business. They were there for pleasure.

"You've never done shots? Take it you've never done body shots then either?" Quint waved Gem over and asked for a bowl of limes and a bowl of lemons. Some liked one of the other, and if Kassey didn't know then she had to try both. First thing was first. "Take a shot and see if you like the stuff before we do anything else..."

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

He was right, sometimes, you just needed to do what was needed in order to survive. To eat, to drink, to stay alive. Honestly, Kassey shouldn't be spending her money on tattoos and drinks, and being out at clubs, but that's just the kind of person that she was. She didn't spend the money on things she needed, she did it on things that she wanted, and then figured out the other details later. It was hard to do at times, but tonight...no, tonight, it would be worth it. She just looked over at him, a grin on her face as she lifted the second brandy up to her lips and slowly took a sip.

He then gave her a lot of details on his life, which...she actually appreciated. Even though it wasn't expected, it was still really nice that he just confided in her already about his past. Maybe that was how it was like with him, maybe he was just the type to tell girls about who he was, but Kassey would like to think that he didn't do that with everyone. He was on his own since he was eleven, that was a lot younger than her, and he seemed to have some trouble. It made Kassey think for a moment if she was an addict..she didn't sell the stuff but she was always on the lookout for Yarrock, her spice of choice.

But that was enough on that, she wanted to concentrate on him. "Seems like you've had quite the life so far." She told him, but when it came back to the shots, she just started to shake her head. "No, no shots...no body shots, nothing like that. But...it does sound like fun." She giggled, and he started to order bowls of fruit. He suggested that she try it and so she reached out for one of the glasses, and knocked it back. Her face cringed just a little as she felt the burn down her throat, and then set the glass down while she coughed once. "Wow, okay that was strong...but it was good."

She was ready for another.

"Okay, let's do this."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

"Quite the life," Quint chuckled, "My life has been crap, but I managed to stay handsome and get my own tattoo parlor out of it.. so worth it I guess." What was life if you couldn't be happy. Despite all the random crap that happened to Quint, he was happy. Was Quint the type to just confide in anyone his past, no. Quint had only told one other woman as much detail as Kassey had gotten, and that was Joza Perl. That Zeltron was an anathema to Quint. Kassey, she was also quite interesting, but more so on a level that Quint had not seen in a long time. He would almost swear if she had more ink she could be a female version of himself from what little of her story he already knew. Her personality was certainly almost on point.

A wide grin tugged at his face when she coughed after the shot. "I should have warned you about the burn. Here," he slid over a glass of water Gem had brought over. Quint grabbed a salt shaker, licked the part of his hand where his thumb and forefinger joined, salted that spot, then took the lime in hand he had just salted. He took a shot of the tequila and took a bite out of the lime as his other hand put the glass back on the table. He smiled then looked over at Kassey. "Do that a few times and you'll be so drunk you will need to crash at my place."

Quint was on his third shot meaning he was going to be getting buzzed much quicker than Kassey, then again he did weigh more than her. It was time to see where things were going to go. He pushed the fruit her way, slid the salt shaker to her, and then smiled. "The only difference between this a body shot is that you use your partner instead of yourself for the licking and the salt..." Quint grinned.

"Time to see how well you can hold your liquor there, Gorgeous."

[member="Kassey Daklin"]

 

[Julianna Nero]

Worth it....it was a term that she used so often, she lost track of how many times. She always said that things were worth it, what she did? Worth it. It really seemed like they were getting off on a good foot, and they seemed to be more alike than not. But it was quite interesting that she was learning from a guy like this how to drink a little heavier, and how to party a little harder. After the shot, she even finished off the brandy, now starting to feel just slightly buzzed, but was able to hand a whole lot more. Especially because she wanted to keep up with him, that adrenaline running through her would keep her afloat for now.

She watched as he took the shot, how he used the salt, bit out of the lime, and it seemed easy enough, and a lot of fun. But with her, she decided to take a sip of the water first, and then reach over to the bowl of lemons and took one of those. She repeated the process that he did, licked her hand, used the salt, and she looked at him as he presented her with the challenge. Her other hand took the shot and she grinned. "I'll show you."

Kassey did the same as he did with the fruit, the salt, and she couldn't stop herself from trying to laugh whenever she bit the lemon. It tasted...pretty good with the mixture, and whenever she looked up at him she couldn't help but to tilt her head to the side. "Okay, I admit, that's pretty good, and a lot of fun." Kassey just reached for another shot and repeated the process, her face cringed each time but the taste of the lemon was pretty memorable. After the second time she looked over at him. "So, okay, tell me...where exactly do you do the body shots? I think we could try some of those.."

[member="Quint Salis"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Quint watched on with a smile as Kassey's nose wrinkled with each shot of tequila. She was trying to keep up with him, and he knew better than to try and slow her down. She seemed like the type that would only push harder if he did, and the last thing he wanted was for her wake up in the morning thinking about how she regretted the way they chose to pass the time. The teasing would prove fun, but not as much a goad as telling her she couldn't do it. There was nothing to prove here anyway. Tonight was for fun, and since she was up for the body shots things were about to heat up. With the alcohol mixed and the touching that was about to happen things would likely transition to something else before long.

"Anywhere you want really," he said as he took Kassey's hand. He looked her in the eye with a playful smile before lifting the backside of her hand to his lips. He liked it in a slightly sensual way before salting it. Quint licked the salt off, took the shot then handed Kassey the lime. "You just hold it out for me to bite, anyway you want to hold it." With this one he took her gently by the wrist and lifted the lime to his lips and bit down on it. His brows pumped once as he pulled away with the lime still in his mouth. He removed the rind and tossed it aside and slid the salt over to her.

"That's how it is done..." he grinned. "The only limit is your imagination and what is decent for public display... though this game can always be taken somewhere else eventually."

[member="Kassey Daklin"]