Banquet Hall A, Imperial Palace, Taris
As she stared at the sleek black credit card in her hand, she still didn't believe it, she was a Champion now. She had been surprised by the number of zeros in the card's limit, just the funds she could draw upon now as a Champion might make all the added hassle be worth it. So, as any responsible teen with a newfound sense of freedom, way more money at hand than she could responsibly spend, and the knowledge of the disastrous results of her last attempt at throwing a party, Ashla had done the most logical thing she could. She had thrown another party.
Of course this time she had been smart about it. For starters she had actually booked a venue, one of the smaller halls in the Imperial Palace that she actually had the authority to book for events. No stealing of buses this time. And she had only invited a small group, friends and close acquaintances, a small, cosy gathering. No way could this go badly, she thought as she walked into the Palace with an eager grin on her lips, and excitement in her step. That was till she reached the hall she had booked, and found it empty. Her first thought was to pinch herself, worried that she was having the nightmare again, the one where she invited people and no one showed up. But no, this was real, she was living her nightmare. She was pulled out of her thoughts by a voice speaking up, and she turned to see a nervous acolyte.
"I'm sorry my Lady. But your event was moved to Banquet Hall A."
"What? Why?"
"It's bigger."
A few moments later Ashla found herself outside Banquet Hall A, strobing lights visible from behind the door, the sound of music thumping beyond. As she opened the door she found not the intimate gathering she had planned, but something that could only be described as a rave. Frantically she pulled out her datapad, wondering what had happened. Opening up her spam folder she found way more RSVPs than she had expected, and with a growing sense of dread she pulled up the invite she had sent out.
> Subject: Party time!
> Party time ya'll!!
> ....
> P.S. Drinks and "stuff" on me, so prepare to go crazy!
>...
> To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>...
>To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>TO: @SITH-PERSONEL-ALL
> Party time ya'll!!
> ....
> P.S. Drinks and "stuff" on me, so prepare to go crazy!
>...
> To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>...
>To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>To: @Sith-Personel-All
>...
>TO: @SITH-PERSONEL-ALL
She stared at the mail for a good minute or so, and then looked at her contacts. Staring out at her were two entries, Sith-Peeps, and Sith-Personel-All, sitting right next to each other. This was a nightmare, and a simple pinch wasn't going to be enough this time, this time she needed something more to wake her up. Maybe she could convince Altair to stab her with his horns, straight through her heart, that should do it. As a couple pushed past her and stepped into the hall, giving her the finger as she got in the way of their enjoyment, she could only watch their backs as they vanished into the crowd. The crowd that filed the stupidly large banquet hall, and were taking part in all sorts of debauchery....all at her expense.
"Well fuck."