Dashara Mavr
Daughter of Dathomir
Dashara grips onto his cloak, pressing her lips to Felran's. The alcohol has fully taken control of her.
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Two Siths, both Zabrak, it's perfect.
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Felran loved the kiss, kissing back as hard as he could. He backed up "Wanna *hic* get out of here?"
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Dashara Mavr
Daughter of Dathomir
"Of course~" She took his hand, attempting to walk out without stumbling over.
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Felran quickly followed after her. Tonight was going to be fun.
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