"The pleasure is mine" He said to the woman. The Marauder gave a little chuckle at the clinking of their glasses. "And good company" Wiley's glass would raise a little bit more in response to Renfry's toast.
When she asked about Sullust he cocked an eyebrow. "Oh, so you heard about that? Fraid not. Shot down a Jedi though. I'll tell yah, there's nothing like seein' those four pink engines just..." Wiley made an classic dive bomb build up whistle before doing an explosion. The X wing was one of the ships closely associated with the Rebels and the Resistance. But the Sith's eyes dropped a bit as he remembered his ship was fairly wrecked. And like that his glass is empty and swiftly filled again by the bottle in his other hand.
Wiley looked on at the party that was continuing to build. So much had happened in such a short time. Dancing had begun and the sight of the higher echelons of the Sith Order getting dirty made the man looks sideways at Renfry and then Lyra. "Alright. I suppose I know a dance or two." The lean Sith set his glass and bottle aside. Darth Malicia was there and so was everyone else. The image of Kravos dancing would be a hard act to follow but hopefully nobody had been paying attention to that. Yeah right.
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