The Lustful Twi'lek (Nightclub RP)

[Gorba the Hutt]

"I didst come here to rid this place of their foul stench," replied Cross smoothly, pinching his nose and frowning at the blood which stained his fingers. "My venture appears to have been a moderate victory."

Cobalt blue eyes settled on [member="Zaren Bouqi"]. "Who art thou?"

 

[Zion Krayt]

Zaren didn't know what to think of the Light Sider, but he'd wait to come to a conclusion later on in their discussion.

"You did well, forcing all three to have fled." He nodded his head in respect to him. "I am known as Bishop." He replied, giving his nickname/alias, rather than his actual name and rank. It was better that way.

"What order do you serve?"

[member="Tobias Cross"]

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

"No Dark Sider can stand against one true in the ways of the Light, my friend," Tobias replied, deactivating his lightwhip and stowing the weapon at his belt. The far off screams of patrons could be heard in the distance as they ran far away from the source of the violence.

"I am a Knight Templar. And thy profession?"

[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

He refrained from telling the man that he was wrong in his first statement. If the Sith Lord that was Darth Ferus had decided to fight [member="Tobias Cross"], despite seeing what he could do with his electric judgement, he was certain that after a few minutes he would have been struck down.

Not without a good fight though, but it would have happened.

"I am a Jedi Knight." He refrained from saying 'of' and 'the'. Mainly because he knew of the reputation that the Republic and Jedi Order held in this time. But he took note of the Knight Templar's lightwhip and tilted his head. In Zaren's time they were illegal and banned, he wondered if it was like that in this time. That was a question for another time though, there was one question that was itching to be put to the wind.

"What is a Knight Templar?"

[member="Tobias Cross"]

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

"Ah, a well-meaning, if misguided Order. Even so, I welcome any defenders of the Light so long as they be true."

Cross stepped over to the bar and sent out another one of those bolts of Judgement. The alcohol went up in a blaze that quickly began to consume the establishment. Tobias' boots crunched on shattered glass and shards of permacrete as he stepped outside and gestured for [member="Zaren Bouqi"] to follow. He nodded toward the Lusty Twi'lek.

"A den of iniquity that served only to harbor evil."

The white cloaked and golden armored man began moving toward the nearby spaceport. "A Knight Templar serves to protect the virtue of the galaxy. We are an order from the Confederacy, established to defend the Light."

[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

He nodded his head at his speaking of the Jedi Order. At least he didn't harbour any hate towards the Republic, right?

Zaren Bouqi, Protector of Tython followed the man outside of the Bar when he had beckoned towards him. He thought nothing of following the man, and he supposed the man was a little fanatical in his following of the Light, but that was what the Templar Order probably instilled in their followers.

He nodded his head again when he had spoken of what the Templar Order was, and that was that, right? He shook his head mentally, he still didn't even know the man's name.

"What's your name, Knight Templar?"

[member="Tobias Cross"]

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

The bar soon went up in a blaze that illuminated the backs of the two departing defenders of truth and justice.

"I am Firrereon. To us, giving out one's name is a thing not lightly done. Call me Tobias Cross, for that is the name I choose. And thine?"

[member="Zaren Bouqi"]

 

[Zion Krayt]

Fair enough.

"My true name is Zaren Bouqi. I utilize the name Bishop to...Hide my identity of course." He was about to shrug, but instead he continued to walk without hindering himself.

"If you indeed fight the Dark Side, the Tingel Arm is riddled with the Sith again. Those Sith that we faced off against, they are from there. You would do well to tell your Order, Firrereon."

[member="Tobias Cross"]

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

"Truly?" Tobias looked sharply at Zaren, "The Sith are a cancer upon the galaxy, their tumors pop up unpredictably. It is my job to cut them out. I shall relay this news to the Order and see what they make of it."

Cross hit a button on his belt and the ramp of a nearby shuttle lowered. He strode aboard it, turning round but once. "Farewell, [member="Zaren Bouqi"]. Keep the Light aflame."

With that, he was gone.

 

[Zion Krayt]

He nodded his head to the confirm the Templar's question, at least the information would be useful to him. He nodded his head in farewell, and when the Templar was gone he disappeared as well. His own ship was nearby and he boarded it and left the planet.

 

[Breanna Volsh]

[member="Tiberius Rex"]

Breanna looked around, "Yes this is a lot of city" she laughed, "you should come to Zeltron it is also very busy, people every where" She had not thought too much on it, she knew large population usually meant someone was always looking for someone to do something for them.

"I LUVVV Boxing" most zeltrons did, "it is an art Tiberius, and it is brutal, and the wagering is fun. But it is still an art, a dance, one person outwitting another with their own power, strength, agility, and skills" Her eyes glistened as she spoke yes she loved it, she had boxed some herself. She looked over, "have you watched it, and would you like to see some tonight?"

There was an event tonight, if he wanted to see it. Should she tell him now, that many potential employers could be there, could be looking for someone.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Breanna Volsh']
Tiberius was not used to city life, he wasn't used to something always going on, or always something for a person to do. Tiberius continued to look around the city some more as they walked and talked "I wouldn't mind going to Zeltron...but I would need to go with someone who knows the area, I would probably end up getting lost. Do you know anyone that knows Zeltron well enough to show me around?" he said in a teasing manner. Tiberius watched her as her eyes lit up as she was talking about boxing, he could tell she was very passionate about the sport. "I've seen a few matches but I haven't seen one in awhile so yea if there is a match going on that would be pretty cool to go to".

 

[Breanna Volsh]

[member="Tiberius Rex"]


She looked over at him "I would show you around, we'd do everything! And" She shrugged her shoulders, "You know might want to stay a bit longer" Oh but now he agreed to go to a match, "OOOO, come then"

She was walking a bit faster, and hailed a cab, "This will be fun" She gave the droid an address, pulling Tiberius into the cab she sat close to him. Sh could feel the warmth radiate off him. "I hope you like this"

Like this boxing, or like this she was close to him. They were soon before a brightly lit building flashing signs told of the card for tonight.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Breanna Volsh']

"That sounds good, and you're right I may want to stay longer there with you" he said with a shrug. As they piled into the taxi and she got close to him, he put his arm around her and enjoyed the ride in the taxi looking around at the sights of the city and talking quietly in the back of the taxi. As they came up to their destination the first thing Tiberius noticed was how bright the building was and second off was how many people were filing into the building. People from all sorts of walks of life seemed to be here from the really rich to the poor, in some ways Tiberius was like a child taking in all the sights of the city. He paid the taxi droid and stepped out of the taxi, holding open the door for Breanna, he had a feeling she knew where to go.

 

[Breanna Volsh]

[member="Tiberius Rex"]

With her she smiled again, they were really getting along weren't they. The adventures they could have. Adventures. She shrugged a little, "Well only if you wanted to Tiberius, you never know you might...well" She pursed her lips together for a moment in thought, "Well you might not like it" The roar of the crowd swelled as they entered the arena area.

Breanna reached back ensuring she had a hold of his hand, not wanting to lose him in the crowds. Before them under bright lights to combatants already danced around one another. There began the yelling from the spectators, rooting their choice onwards. Breanna stopped and looked for seats spying two ttogether she made her way toward them. As she walked a droid taking orders, "bring us two corellian ales over there" She then paid the droid. What was a fight without a drink.

Breanna looked back at Tiberius hoping he was taking this all in, she would now have to do one or two things, yell to get his attention, or whisper in his ear. Which would happen, she did not know. The crowd roared, as the large dark haired male wearing purple trunks hit the ropes.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Breanna Volsh']

"That's true I might not like it or you may not like it but we won't know until we try, you know?" He said with a shrug, Tiberius thought they were getting along just fine and was willing to try if she was. "And who knows, I think we would have a lot of fun together". Tiberius followed Breanna to their seats taking in all the sights of the fight, he had been to fights before but never at a venue this big before. They made their way to their seats and sat down right as the man wearing purple trunks hit the ropes and the crowd stood up either to boo or cheer. He looked over at Breanna who seemed to already be into the match "so do you know who's fighting?" he asked but he had a feeling she didn't hear him because as soon as he asked the crowd erupted again in cheering.

 

[Breanna Volsh]

[member="Tiberius Rex"]

"Well" she looked at him intently for a moment, and then her gaze softened, "I think you should try it for a week at the least" She smiled now invitingly at him. "I think we can have a GRAND time together" She stood closer to him so that they could actually talk without yelling. As the boxers moved Brenna seemed to move to imitating movements subtly, "the guy in the purple is Ambrose "the wrecker" Wickliff, the other guy is Marty "the fly" Taninger, they are big rivals in the ring."

She heard him, wanted to make sure he heard her that's why she was close, "Wickliff swore he'd knock Taninger's head off if he could, tonight he's trying real hard" The crowd roared again as Wickliff's right connected to Taninger's Jaw. They were counting waiting to see if he fell. "they are both really good, its going to be a brawl" He really was being a great companion indulging her the way he was.

What happen next she did not see coming..

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat stared around the club, noting the Zeltron and the Bounty Hunter speaking, the Sith personas, the other handful of faces. But here - he was here to drown in his loneliness and his woes in a bottle. The demon drink, filled his bloodstream with such calming solution. It numbed his senses, blocked his memories, and gave him insight to what he really wanted - more. More of the demon drink. Music pulsated in his ears, bass around him shook his armor. Crushgaunt-adorned hands grasped the drink again, some vile liquid that went straight to his head. He cringed, shutting his eyes tight.


He stood, feeling dizzy. He was fine to walk, but he was far too hurt to do anything particularly hard. He made his way further to the dance floor, catching looks from girls, and others alike. Mandalorians were still a sight to behold, nonetheless with the decorations that he wore. Tally marks on his shoulder armor, the shawl from his home planet. The hair. He stepped forward, stumbling after a moment, slamming into a booth, holding his eyes, enjoying and hating himself at the same time.

 

[Tiberius Rex]

[member='Breanna Volsh']

As Breanna got close and Tiberius could feel her presence very close to him he seemed to view her in a new light. Yes she was a beautiful woman, that much was evident just by looking at her, but that wasn't how he was viewing her right now. It was something about the way she carried herself with such confidence, or the way her eyes lit up talking about boxing one of her passions. Tiberius wondered what other passions she had in life, and caught himself daydreaming about discovering what else drove her. He looked her in the eyes and gave her the most genuine smile he had probably ever gave to another person in quite some time. Maybe it was the pheromones, maybe it was him caught up in his own thoughts but he pulled her closer to him so they were facing each other. As he closed the distance between them and leaned down to give her a kiss. When a Twi'lek man who seemed to carry himself like he was very important tapped Tiberius on shoulder. "Can I help you?" Tiberius growled annoyed, angry, and partially embarrassed for being interrupted in such a way. "Well you can't but your friend can" the Twi'lek man who had yet to reveal his name said looking at Breanna. Tiberius was confused did these two know each other, were they work associates? She did say she was in the entertainment industry after all.