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There's a Fly in my Soup! [Elpsis]

[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

Happenstance.

"My ship is in bay 37 as well", she said with some degree of hope in her heart now. "I have an old A-Wing", she added as they moved toward the door. "We could and 'inspected' both ships, I am sure they are in lock up now, but we could come up with something, a reason for us being there to inspect them". Abaigeal adjusted her officers uniform once more the whole thing smelled of the guy and it was making her sick to the stomach, not to mention it was simply uncomfortable and loose around the crotch.

"I am going to scouer my body when this is all over, I feel disgusting in this", she indicated to the clothing. Force knows what was crawling in the fabric. She shook her body just thinking about it.

Abaigeal opened the maintenance room door, the noise of the starport flooding her ears once more, as beings walked back and forth chattering, the loud speakers booming departures and arrivals of public transport ships and moreover she could see a more visible presence of security officers. "Time to blend in".
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


"Me too. Force, this guy was not big on hygiene," Elpsis muttered to herself before they stepped out of the maintenance room, after having made sure the bodies of the two friendly security officers had found their way into a nice closest.


Outside massive noise came their way and beat against her ears. Loud speakers blared out departures and arrivals of public transport ships or announced that this or that flight had been cancelled. A holographic announcer continued warning people about the two terror girls who had caused so much carnage and property damage, along with reminding everyone about the considerable bounty on their heads. Security seemed even tighter than before, with the halls being filled with security officers.


Some merely maintaining an imposing presence, others abruptly stopping civilians and 'vetting' them. In most cases, said vetting process was ended rather 'amicably' if the visitor in question suddenly enriched the security officer by passing over some credits. Elpsis tried to blend in as they made their way down to the hangar area. Along with ignoring the fact that she felt silly wearing the cap.


"You there, what are you doing down here? You're supposed to be up at the gate. Security these days, back in my time we had standards," a Sergeant bellowed out in in the timelessly angry voice of sergeants across the ages. Or maybe this writer has been watching too many Hollywood movies. The gruff man gave the two girls suspicious looks as he approached them. "I don't know you. Why the feth are they hiring kids now?" Apparently rather than following the usual trend of being a lecherous creep this one was a grumpy bureaucrat.


"We're new, sir. Filling in for some officers on sick leave," Elpsis said quickly. "Our supervisor said we should inspect the ships of two felons in docking bay 37. For dangerous weapons smuggled as contraband." Customs was serious business! Even on a planet of criminals. You could smuggle everything and everyone you wanted, but you better pay the Customs Service first.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]


"Hey! You!", Abaigeal yelled out to a bypasser, poor thing was about to become a distraction. "Show me you ID, you look... suspicious". Oh this is not her forte. Hopefully Elpsis's explanation would work on the boss. "Just as I thought! this is out of date, come with us we need to inspect your luggage", Ignoring the protests from the arrival that their ID was not in fact out of date and that they are here visiting a sick grandmother, was beside the point.

The Boss man seemed to watched with interest only for a few moments, when something else caught his officious eye. Barrelling over to a lazy looking group of custom officer he soon found a more interest way to vent his authority. Abaigeal indicated to Elpsis to come as they frog marched the poor young girl away to the inspection room.

The two of them would make a short show of it, inspecting the luggage before letting the girl go with a warning.

"Ok lets get to bay 37", she said puffing out her cheeks. Abaigael watched the girl walking away in a hurry before she turned and found the sign pointing the way to the docking bay. Striding across the thoroughfare they would arrive to find the ships guarded by two police man, each ship. "This is not easy is it, I swear when we get out of here we go get roaring drunk".
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


"I hear ya. And I'm so getting laid," Elpsis muttered as they approached the two ships. The coppers soon noticed them and bid them to halt, though given the distance between them they had apparently not recognised them yet. "Two for you, two for me," the redhead said brusequely, hand reaching down towards where she had hidden her lightsabre.


"Hey! You. What are you doing down here?" one of the coppers growled as they got close. Elpsis did not even have the time to throw in some lines about wanting to inspect the ships for contraband before the copper's eyes went wide and he quickly pressed a button on his comm. "It's the bitches Vogga put a price on. Men, fire!" He quickly pulled his blaster as if this were some sort of Wild West movie about who can draw faster, and his companions followed suit.


However, before they could fire their blasters suddenly turned...hot. Very hot, as Elpsis' eyes suddenly seemed ablaze with redhead fury. What happened was that the temperature of the blasters was drastically increasing to the point where they would eventually be melting quickly. More to the point it was becoming almost unbearable to hold the guns as they turned red-hot, forcing the coppers to suddenly drop the blasters when smoke coiled off them.


One cop, with a shocked expression upon his face, fired his gun on reflex before it fell out of his grasp, hitting the ceiling above them. Before he could do more a swirl of crimson energy cut him down in a spinning cut, the hum of Elpsis' lightsabre leaving only a smoking corpse. The smell of burning blood rose up into the air, but the second policeman had recovered from the shock and pulled out two vibroswords. The Force was not really with Elpsis when it came to functioning like an early warning system, and so she seemed to stumble when the copper sliced into her leg.


Well, she had not liked the silly uniform anyway! For one, it smelt, but it was the principle of the thing and being cut by a sword bloody hurt. So he would still pay for that. The policeman launched a powerful blow with his other sword towards her head. Still off-balance Elpsis reacted late but effective enough by meeting the strike with her lightsabre. She was prepared for the next blow and cut the vibrosword in half, then launched a hard kick in the shin before thrusting the blade of her lightsabre through his neck. The blade of energy sizzled through his skin, burning him nicely so that he fell down dead.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

By now Abaigeal could sense Elpsis warming up. So awesome! and she felt sorry for the coppers knowing the end was near. But they never learn! and Abaigeal was tired of this place, continually trying to kill them. However, a smirk lingered on her lips from Elpsis comment of getting laid, something Abaigeal had yet to experience and in truth, was not sure if she ever would. The desire there, but with her self loathing of her body, now scarred and what she assumed, unattractive, it would be a fair while before she would experience the pleasures of the flesh.

It had been a good learning experience for Abaigeal, she would give Nar Hutta that, much practice with force skills and sabers, not that that is what she had come here for. Why had she come here? she had forgotten, running away from life she would not admit to. But one thing good had come from this, if they get out of this alive, she had met Elpsis and made a friend. Her Corellian blood from her mother would see that this friendship would be a long one.

Saber in hand now, and ignited, the rounds of bolt flying toward them, deflected and with a good degree of precision now. They did not have time for strategy and had to end this attack quickly, because soon the noise would attract attention and more officers would soon come to investigate. The officers began to back away, over come by the powers of the girls and Abaigeal pressed forward. With an arm extended she ripped away one of the weapons before plunging her saber through his chest, the second only lasted as long as it took Abaigeal to pivot, saber head high which in seconds removed the man's head.

They still have to clear docking bay, but now with their ships ready to go, this was it. Throwing away the stupid cap, she turned to Elpsis, "Lets get out of here". she said, but she did not move toward her ship just yet. "And thank you", she added but did not wish to say good bye.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


Time to get the feth out.


Klaxxons howled so loudly her ears felt badly abused, coppers were rushing into the hangar, but they were too late. Her little trip to Nal Hutta had not turned out the way she had anticipated. No job, no easy credits from smuggling a couple loads of spice. She had also been beaten up a lot more than she would have liked. But she felt...alright.


It had been a learning experience for her. The Force had been useful, perhaps she less troubled about possessing this power now. Perhaps most importantly, she had found a friend. Someone whom she thought she could trust to have her back. As opposed to her temporary smuggling companions. Something she hoped would endure.


"We'll meet up in space," she called out to Abaigeal as she raced towards her freighter. Not a goodbye. The landing ramp was pulled open with telekinesis and she rushed to the cockpit, taking the controls. Heavy blaster fire swept towards her ship as coppers activated turrets and its shield shimmered after she quickly activated the engines. Slowly but surely the freighter's guns rotated and blasted turrets apart, then she fired off a torpedo to blow up the hangar bay doors, meaning they could escape now. Through the flames and wreckage the freighter shot out and surged towards the sky.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

Abaigeal smiled broadly at Elpsis suggestion to meet in space. "See you there!", she yelled back just as she turned to make for her ship. Legging it to the other end of the docking bay, she could see the A-Wing still as she had left it and not guarded. Just as she was about to reach the ship, an almighty explosion ripped through the bay, sending sparks skyward only to fall around her, with all manner of debris in the mix. Abaigeal raised her arms over her head to shield from the sparks and metal shards.

"That girl really loves fire power", she uttered to herself. But it was needed, they had their way out. Popping the canopy of the A-Wing Abaigeal wasted no time climbing aboard and firing up the engines. She would not have time for flight checks but immediately began the take off cycle. Engines warming but she would have to leave before they had properly did so. She knew the ship could take it.

And where have you been? getting in to trouble no doubt.

OH not now, I have to get us out of here. She spoke to the black orchard sitting in a pot near the foot controls.

As her ship lifted off it's struts and tucked under the carriage, Abaigeal moved forward and out of the bay. The hole in docking bay licked with fire, which reminded her of [member="Thyrian Ashborn"], the image of him popping into her mind. A man she had met only briefly, but he had had an impact on her. But it was one of those friendships that would or could never be as much as she would have like it. Too much baggage as they say, equal to her own. She hoped she would meet him again one day, but knew that was not likely. He, entwined, with a different fate and she knew he would never be released from the past, she doubted he really wanted to be released from it. A pity.

Time to move on and get on with her own life now, and so Abaigeal pushed the Ashborn out of her mind to the deepest parts to be forgotten. Her ship existed the docking bay and made for atmosphere.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


There was fire. Fire everywhere. It was beautiful. Apparently Elpsis had a thing for explosions and causing wanton carnage wherever she went. Auntie Siobhan would be proud! But then she was a firemane. And so without pause her freighter shot out of the wrecked docking bay and into the sky, accelerating the engines for all it was worth. Good thing she still had enough fuel. Some turrets fired but that was futile and her ship made for the planet's atmosphere, leaving the foul-smelling, smog-clogged world of Nal Hutta behind her as she shot out into space. As the grey orb gradually became smaller and smaller in her viewing port, Elpsis finally exhaled, letting loose the breath she had been holding since jumping into the ship.


Fingers moving over the computer terminal, she could not resist the urge to write up a message for...[member="Coryth Elaris"]. "Hey, mum. Just fled Nal Hutta. Everyone there wanted to kill me. Beat up bad people and made a new friend. She's real cool! BTW...I heard you're, what it's called now, Exarch now. Congrats...I guess." She pondered for a moment whether to ask her for money, but then clamped down on the thought. Message was sent, maybe she would get a response, maybe not. Scanners picked up on Abaigeal's fighter having escaped it as well, so she hailed her.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

The A-Wing way to fast for any of the turret fire to be effective, the old A-Wing so loving cared for by her mother saw to that. It sports the marks of lazer burns, Iella had never wanted to remove that, it reminded her of close calls and to always watch your back, however it had been upgraded to meet standards of the modern technology. But that is not why Abaigeal held it in her heart, the reasons would be obvious enough to anyone that knows her or gets to know of her. But it is also a constant reminder to her of how it has come into her possession. Abaigeal pushed those thoughts out of her mind, she needed to focus, they are not out of the woods yet. Only hyper space will make her relax.

Beep beep beep.. her ship is hailed. Not a known hail by the computer but Abaigael knew it was Elpsis. "Hey there, you ok?", she asked wanting to know if she got away without to much fuss.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


Message sent to mother because on very, very rare occasions Elpsis tried to be something like a good daughter. Well, actually she never did, but that was besides the point. Not even a moment had passed before Abaigeal's shiny A-Wng responded to her hail.


Elpsis was a bit jealous of the shiny fighter, but she had to admit that she was not that much of a pilot anyway. The orb of corruption and decay that was Nal Hutta was behind them, along with Nar Shaddaa, gaping maw of the rim. Ahead of them was the sheer endless vastness that was space, along with massive traffic. "Yeah, I'm ok. You? About to jump to hyperspace. Where are we goin'? Zeltros is fun this season" Her fingers hovered over the navcomputer, ready to punch in the hyperspace coordinates. 'Where are we going'. These four words implied she did not see them as splitting up and going their separate ways, at least not right away. Implied something like wanting a more lasting friendship. Besides, they still needed to get bloody drunk together!
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

Where are they going? where is she going? Abaigeal that is. Yes directionless, she had no place to call home, no one that missed her, the Silver Jedi had not come looking for her. So much for their loyality to her mother. But she did not want to face them anyway, although she had all the answers to what had happened.

"I don't care where we go, just as long as it is far away from here", she said. "Zeltros it is". Abaigeal had never been to Zeltros, hear about it of course, who hadn't! and it seemed like a good place to get lost in once more.

"Co-ordinates locked in, see you there!". she said just before punching the jump to hyperspace.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


Elpsis, unlike Abaigeal, still had a mother to return to. [member="Coryth Elaris"] had suffered at the hands of a murderous, sadistic Sith Lord, who through his rape of her had become Elpsis' sperm donor. But the tiny Jedi Master had given her up at birth and was a stranger to Elpsis. She could not think of her as her mother and them as a happy family. Not yet anyway, perhaps one day.


Besides, word was she was Exarch these days, so she probably had lots of stuff to do. Who knew, maybe one day the press would dig far enough into her past to find out about her criminal daughter and write sensationalist stories about them. But either way it did not matter. She had no clear destination beyond seeking a momentary thrill on Zeltros. Cute girls, creds, casinos...and probably plenty of trouble somewhere down the line. But that was fine with her - she had Abaigeal now. "See ya," and with that she punched in the coordinated and jumped, her small freighter being swallowed by hyperspace. Give or take a couple hours and it would emerge in orbit above Zeltros, world of pleasure, sin and debauchery. Just the perfect place for her to have a vacation.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

What manner of situations would Abaigeal find herself in here. It could not come close to the trouble they had experienced on Nal Hutta, could it? Naww. Time for some fun, a drink, dancing and how knew what. They had only just got away with their lives to be frank or something far worse than loosing their lives but that wretched place long behind them and now they looked down onto Zeltros.

Abaigeal waited in atmosphere until Elpsis arrived, having a leaner faster ship she had beaten her by a good half hour, then the blimp on the scanners indicated Elpsis had arrived and making her way to her position. "Hey there, any idea where we should go?", she assumed Elpsis had been here before and knew her way around. Abaigeal took hold of the control ready to follow her down the ground.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


And so Elpsis' freighter was spat out of the depths of hyperspace with a roar. As her scanners picked up and the message confirmed, Abaigeal had unsurprisingly arrived before her. The fiery redhead had used the brief lull of hyperspace travel productively by patching up her wounds as good as she could, having a good shower and changing her clothes, tossing the security officer uniform and the silly cap into the trash.


This meant that she looked slightly less like someone who had just escaped a third world warzone. Her attire inevitably consisted of black leather pants, a crimson leather jacket and a black, sleeveless vest. It appeared that Elpsis had a limited wardrobe that only consisted of leather, cheap spacer clothing or armour. Clearly she was hellbent for leather.


Having received Abaigeal's message she thought for a moment before responding. "There's this club down there, Paradise. Fun place, good drinks, hot boys and girls. There's also a casino. We can have fun there." Elpsis' plan, if she actually had one, was quite simple: Get roaring drunk and get laid a lot. With this particular plan formulated her freighter was steered towards Zeltros, the planet of pleasure and debauchery, and dove through the atmosphere of the planet of pink hedonists.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

Of course Abaigeal did not have the luxury that Elpsis did, she still in the customs officer's uniform and smelly, her skin crawling from it and she could not wait to find some new clothes, anything would do as long as she could get this pick of rag of her body.

She mulled over Elpsis's message, "Meet you down there", she only replied. However, the thought of the club appealed to her especially the drinking .. oh and she sooo needed a smoke. As for getting laid, that posed a bigger problem but if she had enough drinks all inhabitions would vanish. It would take that to do it. Pardon the pun.

Strangely enough Abaigeal did not care for docking bays or starports at this moment, but had not choice it seemed and so she directed her ship into docking bay 69. Yeah that was cheap.

As soon as she had landed and popped open the canopy she jumped out and stretched her back from sitting in the same position for a time. "You got water?", she asked one of the crew in the bay who informed her water could be gathered from a dispensary with a point of his arm. Returning with the water and climbing back into the ship she poured it into the pot on the floor of the ship. Now don't go wandering off.

Oh you are funny. Don't get into trouble .. again.

Stupid plant.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


Abaigeal did not have to wait long for her friend to arrive in docking bay 69! A totally fitting name for the pleasure planet. Seemingly without a care in the world Elpsis sauntered over the girl's A-Wing. That said, the blaster holstered on her left thigh and the lightsabre strapped to the right one showed that despite her apparent carefree attitude, she was not going in unarmed.


After all, Zeltros was a world of wonders and fun, but it could just as easily become dangerous. Passion and violence so often went hand in hand. When she arrived she found Abaigeal...watering the floor of her ship. Well, a pot inside it. Little did Elpsis know that Abaigeal was the proud owner of a black orchid. To her confusion she felt the Force emanating from the flowering plants. "Aww, flowers for me? That's very sweet of you, Abai," Elpsis said in an exaggeratedly cheerful tone since she was in a mood to be a troll.
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

"If I could give it to you I would", she said looking down to Elpsis standing there all fresh and with a change of clothes. "But .. if I told you why and how this orchard came into my possession, you would think me crazy", she stood up on the wing of the ship.

"You look great!, I look stupid", she said looking down her body to her uniform. "And I smell".

Abaigeal jumped down off the wing and moved to a small compartment on the side of the ship. It is small but enough to put some items away for storage. Popping open the hatch she found the only other set of clothes she had. A pair of trousers and a white shirt and a change of undies. "Shield me will ya", she said peeling off the uniform right there in the docking bay. With what water she had left, Abaigeal gave herself a bath, before quickly getting out of her underwear and into the fresh ones. Elpsis could not shield her to well and eyes of the crew found her, some stopping to look .. I mean who wouldn't?

But making quick time, Abaigeal stood clothed and doing up the last buttons on her white shirt. "This will have to do".

"So lets go". she said smiling at her friend.
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


Needless to say Elpsis was so nice and chivalrous to shield Abaigeal from prying eyes while she changed. Well, as best as she could...which was not much. Obviously the redhead totally exploited the opportunity to sneak a peek herself because, well, who wouldn't! Besides, Abaigeal was really hot, so yeah. Chivalry was not something Elpsis was big on. Anyhow, a couple moments later the Black Orchid was fully clothed and the crewers found someone else to oggle and leer at. Unlike the security coppers on Zeltros, they at least had the decency to only look instead of making crude advances, which was good because otherwise Elpsis would have...done nasty things to their genitals with her lightsabre. Said weapon sort looked sort of phallic, when you think about it.


Regardless, now that this writer is done with breaking the 4th wall our adventurers headed off and departed from the spaceport. Elpsis seemed to know her way around the place and confidently navigated a path past the mass of people that swarmed the port and the streets behind it. It was said that on Zeltros no one ever slept and the party never stopped. Now this might constitute a sweeping generalisation, but the sights and sounds that greeted our heroines when they left the 'port seemed to confirm.


For though night had already fallen upon the city, it was very much alive. Very loud music could be heard blaring out of loudspeakers, brightly coloured neon promised fun and pleasure in a variety of clubs, holographic images of scantily clad Zeltron females and males promised a night of pleasure or the latest spice product. In the far distance towering spires rose up into the sky along with statues, which tended to be rather...raunchy. In the light of the fact that Zeltros is commonly stereotyped as a massive pleasure planet, the dear reader might wonder whether there was anyone who had a normal job. Such as doing essential things like clearing away the garbage after the party. Said task would be quite vital since apparently Zeltrons were always partying.


The air itself was rank with pheromones to a point where they were intoxicating. The night clubs seemed so full with patrons that people were dancing and making merry in the streets. Ahead of them was Club Paradise, heralded by glitter and bright neon signs. Elpsis herself seemed to be loosening up a lot after their harrowing adventure on Nal Hutta as they approached the club. A muscular male Zeltron bouncer stood guard outside the club but he and Elpsis seemed to know each other so he let them through without comment. For some reason the redhead was incapable of passing through the door without giving his butt an appreciative grope.


Inside the club they would find a scenery of debauchery that Zeltros was so famous for. It was filled with patrons from a variety of species, Zeltron dancers of both genders gyrated acrobatically on poles or sat on the laps of clients, sometimes leading them into a...backroom. The smell of exotic plants, spices and pheromones permeated the air of the club, doing their part to...loosen inhibitions. Further ahead there was what seemed to be a boxing ring, where to the amusement of the guests, fighters found pleasure by beating the hell out of each other. Loud, rather sensual music invaded the ears of anyone who stepped in, and there was a dancing floor for those who wanted to swing their hips.


Suddenly a tall, scantily Zeltron woman who was...of a rather busty build, threw her arms around Elpsis from behind to pull her around and kiss her. "Elpsis, darlin', it's been ages. You don't write, you don't call. What kept you?" she drawled before she glanced over to Abaigeal. "Who's your cute little friend?"
 
[member="Elpsis Kallikora"]

Well, this was most assuredly a change from Nal Hutta, Abaigeal had been in some less than elegant clubs before this, even worked in some, but this place took the cake. It is not the place filled with scum and thugs but fun and lots of it. Anything ones heart would or could desire. She could not help but be effected by the oozing pheromones which seemed to sit on her skin and seep into her body causing her own body to react in kind and being untrained to combat such assaults she felt herself get involved with the atmosphere.

Everywhere she looked there are beautiful beings, all in a form of enjoyment and she smiled. Although Abaigeal is not attracted to girls, she gives credit where credit is due, and the girls and woman here are stunning. But her wondering eyes fell on a few of the guys in the place and she began to wonder if ...

She shook her head to rid her mind of the thought. Grateful to the Zeltron woman that grabbed onto Elpsis, her attention removed for the moment from the surroundings. "Abaigeal", she said by way of introduction to Elpsis 'friend'. Why was Abaigeal not surprised Elpsis had not kept contacted with the woman, Elpsis very much a free spirit and lives for the moment. A trait she wished she had a bit of.

"I think it is time for that drink, Elpsis. And I would murder for a smoke".
 
[member="Abaigeal E'ron"]


"Yeah...that was very naughty of me. You know I'll make it up to you, Raisha, hun," Elpsis said sweetly and with great corniness as she turned around and grind against the Zeltron. Oozing pheromones were seemingly everywhere in the air and she was becoming a good deal more carefree. The entire club seemed like a big buffet on legs.


This writer, being the deconstructionist sort, once again wonders whether there were Zeltrons who did mundane jobs. Or perhaps they outsourced all that to droids because they were too busy partying. Raisha, as the lusty Zeltron was apparently called, gave Elpsis a good slap across the face, which the redhead apparently enjoyed, then deepened the kiss as she wrapped her arms around her. "You better! I don't wait on for everyone. Your friend is cute. Help her loosen up a bit."


Elpsis just looked amused as she glanced over to Abaigeal. "Working on it. Come on, Abai. You need some drinks and a guy or a girl to scratch your itch. Maybe more than one!" Elpsis seemed to be of the probably mistaken impression that she was being terribly witty. She took Abaigeal's hand and led her over to a table. She lit herself a smoke before offering lighter and cigarette to Abai. Raisha seemed to have invited herself along and ended up half-sitting on Elpsis' lap.
 

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