A Dinner of Diplomacy

[Liam]

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The sun was beginning to set in Chandrila, and Senator Hummux Det was moving quickly around the room, preparing for a long night. Though the man was over half a century old, he was still a member of the youth of Falleen, due to the species rather long life cycle. Because of this, Det had a tendency to throw large parties...er, social gatherings...almost every night. This evening would be no difference, but rather than having models and celebrities sip his wine and eat his food, Hummux would instead be joined by fellow senators. Though not as exciting as his usual guests, this was far more practical. Though the senator may still be young, it was about time for him to start growing up, and he hoped that a friendly dinner for the other members of the Foreign Affairs Committee could be his first step to becoming a more well-rounded diplomat.

Once Det was dressed in a gold and purple robe, he took a final look around his apartment. He lived in the high-end residential sector of Chandrila, and his two-floor apartment featured 3 bedrooms, a state of the art kitchen, a large glass skylight in the center of his living room, and an outdoor patio with private stairs which led to the roof, among various other rooms. The senator's success in the manufacturing industry before his career in politics was obvious, and he preferred to live a rather lavish lifestyle. However, he did not believe in dying rich, and instead preferred to spend both his time and his money in the company of others. Due in part to this belief, he had recently imported several barrels of wine from Alderaan, and he planned on sharing more than a few glasses with his guests tonight.

Taking one last moment to check on the kitchen, where his personal chef had been preparing dinner for the expected company, Hummux wandered over to his living room and sat in one of the chairs. With wine in hand, he waited for his guests to arrive.

 

[Laurent Anderson]

Laurent looked himself over for a brief moment before continuing on. He was wearing a crisp blue suit, perfectly tailored to himself, with a nice long black coat on over it. The soft sound of rain trickled all around him, and thudded against the brim of his hat before running off the sides. He had a small security detail, two burly men dressed in all black, flanking him as he approached the balcony where his social event for the night was located at. As he took several more steps he was under the overhang of the apartment's entrance. He waved for the two guards to stay at the door as he approached the door, it's durasteel heft sliding out of his way, permitting him entrance into the establishment. Neal reached to his head, removing his hat, and disrobed his coat, offering it to a waiting protocol droid near the doorway. Laurent let out a whistle in his head as he glanced around the apartment, the opulence and luxury of its design and furnishings not lost on him. He finally saw as another protocol, a gold plated model, unlike the silver one who had taken his coat, approached him,

"Hello Senator Anderson... Senator Dex is awaiting your arrival in the living area. Please follow me."

Laurent did so, following the droid through the fanciful halls until he reached the living room, seeing his Falleen host dressed in a gold and purple robe. Neal dipped his head in a show of respect and beamed,

"Senator Det! Your taste is impeccable!" He said, waving his hands around, "You're far too kind hosting us all tonight."

 

[Adrian Quinn]

Adrian stepped out of the covered speeder into the light rain. It felt good on his face, he felt like he had been stuck in his office for days without a break. He was not one to be very big on social gatherings, but when his secretary had informed him of the invitation from Hummux Det, he had jumped at the opportunity to get out for a bit.

He walked to the front door and entered as it opened on his approach. He was dressed in traditional formal wear from Velmor. His burgundy cloak with gold stitching hung over a white shirt and black pants. He was quickly escorted into a living room where he found Senator Hummux Det and Neal Anderson. He had only met either of the men in passing. but smiled warmly as he was walked in.

He nodded to two others and held up a bottle of aged whiskey from his home of Velmor. "Senator Det, Such a lovely home." he said offering the glass bottle to the man.

 

[Liam]

The first of his guests had arrived, and Hummux greeted him warmly. "Senator Anderson, your words are too kind." he said earnestly, returning the bow and then walking over to shake the man's hand. He knew that Anderson hailed from Coruscant, where fashion and style seemed to come so naturally to its citizens, so the Senator's kind words meant a lot to Det. Before Hummux had a chance to begin conversing with Anderson, a second man walked into his living room, whom Det immediately identified as Senator Quinn from Velmor. Accepting the Senator's gift, he admired the bottle. "Thank you very much, Senator Quinn. But please," Hummux said kindly, turning to address both of the men, "call me Hummux."

Det walked across the living room to his liquor cabinet, and, turning towards the other two men, he gestured to the seats in the living room. "Feel free to have a seat, dinner should be ready shortly." With that, he pulled out three glasses from inside the cabinet and added,

"Would either of you care for a drink?"