Open Grand Opening!

[Nyx Vika]

It was early evening in the popular corporate sector planet Tirsa. Tonight was the grand opening of Nyx’s newly remodeled cantina Viktorious Vixen. The neon sign up front was emblazoned brightly, and she was polishing glasses and setting them up. She only had two employees currently, a fellow bartender and a server. For now, she had to work at the cantina herself until she had far more money to hire more bartenders. First and foremost, she needed a few bouncers.

Nyx was adorned in a tight, form fitting violet dress that contrasted nicely against her pallid skin. Sharp, golden eyes scanned the cantina as customers began to arrive. The twi’lek working with her rapidly began to serve up drinks as Nyx walked over to greet the patrons. She wore tall stiletto heels, a polite smile on her face. There was a glint of fire in her eye to anyone that observed closely.

“All drinks are 50% off tonight only. Thank you for joining us on our first day,” She said to one of the patrons before walking over to put up the discount sign outside.

 

[Crix Dolan]

Crix was in a fine mood. He'd come to Tirsa for a job, but while in hyperspace the client got cold feet leaving the smuggler in a bit of a bind. He was between jobs and could have used the credits, but he wasn't so broke he couldn't catch a buzz. He cruised the air lanes, on his swoop, of the industrial planet and spotted the familiar neon glow of a cantina, and pulled off. He parked just in the lot across the street from the venue and lit up a cigarra as he crossed.

The swish of the opening door brought a smile to his face as the dimly lit bar sprang to life. A beautiful Rattataki was making the rounds chatting with the others already inside and Crix heard her mention the drink special for the night. The grin on his lips ruptured into a smile. Maybe his luck was turning around?

He strode up to the bar finding himself bobbing to the infection beat of the music. he was greeted by a Twi'lek bartender who was already a few drinks deep.

"What can I get you, handsome?" she asked.

"House bourbon neat, please," he responded while straddling the bar stool. He took another drag on his cigarra and blew it out. Now, if he could get his hands on some spice the night would be perfect.

@Sreeya

 

[Xol Zaa Fenn]

Fifty percent off all the hard drinks? That was like champagne for the ears! Xol rolled his shoulder upon entering the bar, noticing a familiar face ordering drinks as the Tognath had planned on doing. Xol decided to greet Crix with a pat to the should before sitting down next to him. "Woy da dopa, an la hatkocanh bacdop doth dah mi." <Make that two, and they'll both be on me.>

The bounty hunter nudged the man sitting next to him who was staring at the hostess, a rather ravishingly looking Rattataki. "Jee canta mee mipa biweoo, Nohcase Cuanesa, um Jee tee blee whao ua hatkocanh." <I think your sly enough, Hot Stuff, but I don't know if she will.> He chuckled as he slid the bartender two credit chits and then passed a drink to Crix. Xol was mainly here to rest his feet. After the long and tedious meeting on the freezing planet of Rhen Var, the Tognath wanted to relieve himself a bit- and this bar was the perfect establishment for such an occasion.

Xol liked Crix anyway. He was young and gifted- which heavily reminded Xol of himself when he was around Crix's age. Maybe the could do some further networking and work with each other a little more often. As much as Xol hated working with others, Gram Van Alasdaire taught him the importance of having companionship with anything, for that matter. Xol first thought of Punchee or 'Buddy', his little illegally modified ID-21 Seeker droid that had been with him since the loss of Akka, his beloved.

That droid now laid snuggly on the back of his leather poncho and did well to stay quiet and still keep Xol some company at the same time.
He loved that droid.

@Sreeya @Zay

 

[Kiara Shan]

So far, Kiara found Tirsa to be an amazingly boring planet. She had come here on contract for a few slicing jobs that were going to take her a couple of days and in the mean time had desperately looking for something to do, and so far had come up with nothing.

That was, of course, until she got wind of some new cantina opening up not far from where she was staying. If there was any place that would at least be hopping for a single night, it was a cantina on its grand opening.

She kept her attire casual for the most part, though of course Ki wasn't going to go out looking like a slob or something. Who knows, there may have been some hot people at this cantina, and passing the time with someone in your bed was better than passing the time alone.. most of the time.

As she entered the Vixen, Ki wasted little time in straddling up to the bar. As luck would have it, the first person she noticed happened to be pretty fucking handsome.

Could I bum one of those from you? Ki asked, casting a coy side-eyed glance at @Crix Dolan as she made a motion towards her mouth like she was smoking. You can put your drink on my tab to make it even.

Looking at the bar tender, Kiara motioned that she would be picking up Crix's drink and to bring her one of the same. Place looks pretty good for an opening night, She said idly, taking a sip from the glass the bartender had brought her after a few moments. I'm Kiara by the way, but my friends call me Ki. You got a name?

 

[Zaid Durmaz]

It didn’t take much more than a glance at the brightly lit, neon sign to convince Zaid to make his way towards the Viktorious Vixen. While Tirsa wasn’t the most interesting world in all the Corporate Sector, Zaid had arrived planet-wise just a few days prior all the same – living out of his ship while he scoured the city for work.

Unfortunately, his search had been largely fruitless – as most of the wealthy businesses and corporate elite of the planet preferred droids to organic bodyguards like himself. Of course, nightclubs and cantina’s alike remained a steady source of employment – most of them still preferring to keep traditional, old-fashion muscle on the payroll.

And what better place to go scouting for work than the freshest cantina in town?

The half-Orcolan crossed the road and casually strolled into the Vixen, bending forward considerably as he crossed through the entrance to avoid smacking his head on the doorframe. His hair was styled loosely, a Targon’s mane of brown hair flowing down just past his shoulders in length. The half-Orcolan was dressed rather plainly, wearing a pair of simple trousers and nothing but shoulder-armor made from Sullustian Leather across his finely muscled torso.

While his attire didn't exactly do much to cover his physique, that was ultimately the intention. He was trying to sell himself as hired muscle, after all. No sense in not marketing the goods.

His brown eyes immediately began to travel across the room, picking out the various different people who had already arrived for the opening night. He clearly noted the cluster of people around one section of the bar, immediately deciding to make his way in that direction. Zaid’s gaze then flicked up to the women behind the bar, settling upon the Rattataki in a violet dress. His eyes lingered on the woman’s form-fitting attire for several long seconds before turning back to the bar, casually walking over to join the others.

“I’ll take whatever everyone else is having,” He spoke in his natural baritone, flashing the twi’lek bartender a tusk-filled grin. Zaid then turned his attention rest of the group, jutting his chin. “Not bad for a grand opening.”

 

[Nyx Vika]

By the time Nyx returned to the bar from putting the sign up, the cantina already had a small crowd gathered. The Rattataki looked thoroughly pleased, practically gliding in her tall heels as she made her way towards the newly gathered group. She offered them all a charming smile, “Could I interest you all in our specials? We have the Yoda Soda, the Palpatine Punch, the Thorne Bomb,” It was a mixed concoction of alcohol and the Emryc Energy drinks, “And of course Emil’s Harem,” A not so subtle drink with protruding bananas arranged over a white liquid mixed with coconut milk.

She rattled them all off with the slightest hint of a smile. Nyx looked over at them all, “What brings you all out to these parts?” She asked smoothly, her voice low and husky. Golden gaze studied them for a moment before another man entered the bar. He towered over the others gathered and Nyx didn’t miss the way he regarded her. She allowed a sly grin to spread on her face.

“See something you like, big boy?” Nyx teasingly called out with a wink before motioning for him to join the others. While she was happy that opening night was booming, a part of her was slightly nervous. There was a reason the cantina was almost erased before she bought it. Rumors suggested that a local gang had been expanding here and spreading their influence. By the time Nyx realized the last owner was selling her a bomb, she had already paid for it.

Every now and then, her gaze flicked out towards the windows to see if she was drawing any suspicious attention. There were no laws or rules in this district.

@Zay @Altaris @Logan @Charles

 

[Crix Dolan]

A jolt from the back sent Crix forward and he whipped around to see @Xol. Any anger or surprise faded as he welcomed a fellow syndicate member.

"There he is, I'm sorry ma'am don't let his ugly mug scare you he's a lover, not a fighter." Crix teased the Twi'lek bartender who seemed mildly amused. Crix thanked Xol for the drink and accepted it with reckless abandon.

He offered his pal a smoke and chuckled while replying, "Buddii, do cheeka like da canna maket tonka cheekta minsa, un peeka hotsa."

Crix threw back the drink Xol had just bought him when out of his periphery he noticed someone sidle up. She (@Kiara Shan) asked for a smoke and Crix obliged, "Of course," he handed her a cigarra and offered her a light.

"I won't say no to a free drink, but only if you let me buy your next one."

Crix ordered another whiskey. Had he really just gotten two drinks for free? Was this... was this what good luck felt like? Was this place a figment of his imagination? For a split second, he wondered if this were all just some weird cooked-up scenario being played out by strange, most likely handsome, alien in a galaxy far far away.... and then he remembered there was a pretty girl sitting next to him and decided he didn't frakking care.

"Nice to meet you, Ki, I'm Crix," he jerked a thumb over his shoulder to indicate Tognath on his other side and said, "This lug is Xol. He's terrifying, but mostly a loving pup when you get to know him."

Crix shot Xol an impish grin. As they were talking the hostess (@Nyx Vika) from earlier, who Crix was starting to suspect was the owner, appeared behind the bar. She gave a rundown on the bar's drink specials and each of them sounded like trouble, which made them all the more appealing. Before he could ask Xol or Ki why they were on Tirsa, the Rattataki woman did it for him. Crix watched her eyes flick up from them and he followed her gaze where he was met with the ripped six-pack of an Orco- wait, no, Half-Orcolan (@Zaid Durmaz). The smuggler craned his neck to look the newcomer in the eyes, but the hulking mass of muscle was all eyes on the bartender.

The buff dude placed his order and like just about everyone else, remarked on the impressive opening, Crix couldn't help himself.

"Ya know what, you're right. Round of Emil's Harem's on me! Welcome to the party big guy, what's your name?"

@Altaris @Logan @Charles @Sreeya

 

[Xol Zaa Fenn]

Xol grunted bitterly after Crix made his smooth comments about the Tognath not being a fighter, right after taking the drink Xol was kind enough to buy him.

A lover??

A lover???

Xol sighed and released his hands which had just clenched into tight fists. There was at least some truth to that comment. So only a low chuckle managed to escape from him instead of some aggressive taunt. Damn that Crix Dolan- now Xol was hoping a for a brawl he could jump into.

When the man offered a cig, Xol turned it away. "Liser vene haal asas bic cuyir." <Can barely breath as it is.> And luckily he gave it to some woman instead of pestering him to take it. The Bounty Hunter did appreciate Crix's knowledge of Huttese, though. He was sick of trying so hard to sputter out words in basic to idiots who didn't understand a word the Tognath said. Crix was definitely up there with Gram Van Alasdaire on his "People-I-Don't-Want-To-Immediately-After-Meeting-Them" list. Xol cared about the little things people did because it seemed more genuine.

Then, Crix began to tempt the Tognath even further! Calling him a 'loving pup'! Xol clenched his fist again and stared at the back of Crix's head with his dark and cold eyes. Oh, I'll show you 'loving pup' alright. The Tognath thought menacingly.

Xol took Crix into an armlock and gave the kid a good ol' fashioned noogie, laughing like a mad man before letting him go. "Collateral." he hissed in basic, chuckling darkly again.

Then, just as Xol was about to finally down his drink through a fluid jut in his rebreather mask used specifically for drinking liquid, the hostess appeared in front of him like a magician almost, offering more drinks for the lot of them. Xol was going to shun more alcohol, but the appearance of a meathead interrupted the Tognath. It was one of those Orc-people Xol read about once and this one looked just like the ones in the pictures. Buff and bold looking- Xol wondered how many shots to the face he could take before his brutish aura faded.

Punchee began beeping nonsense about Xol's twitch- a movement he instinctively made with his wrists and hands to quickdraw his De-10s and go berserk -and the Bounty Hunter ushered the droid to hush and keep an eye on the newcomer.

Crix then offered more free alcohol, and Xol had a feeling he'd be the smuggler's ride home as he shook his head and pleaded that he didn't want another drink. One was always just enough to make your insides buzz but also still allowed one to function normally- and Xol had this strange feeling that he was going to need that twitch of his soon...

@Zay @Sreeya @Logan @Altaris

 

[Kiara Shan]

Kiara took the cig from Crix with a cute smirk, putting it between her lips and taking a solid hit when he offered the light. She let the smoke billow from her nose softly for a moment before pushing the rest out of her mouth with a swift exhale. Whatever brand these cigarras were was stronger than the ones she normally bought, but they weren't too bad.

Thanks, She said, taking a long sip from her drink. I might have to take you up on that free drink sooner rather than later. Ki said with a laugh, holding up her glass that was now nearly empty.

When Crix introduced Xol, Kiara regarded the Tognath with a smile and a small nod of her head. A lot of people might have found Xol intimidating or downright frightening, but Ki had spent enough time kicking around on Nar Shaddaa that she wasn't phased in the slightest.

Gooddé sajo uba, Xol, Kiara started to say in Huttese, but then the big lug took Crix into an arm lock and started giving him a nuggie and she couldn't get any other words out, only genuine laughter. It took her by so much surprise that Ki nearly spit out what was left of her drink.

When the next round of Emil's Harem's showed up, Kiara took hers and gave a nod to the apparent proprietor of the establishment, a striking woman who's name Kiara hadn't heard.

Nothing in particular, Kiara said in response to Nyx's question. Though I'm definitely glad I came. I think you're gonna have a real hot spot on your hands here, uh, oh - I don't think I caught your name. I'm Ki.

Kiara flashed a smile at Nyx, unable to keep her eyes from hovering on the woman. Crix was cute, but Nyx looked like the kind of woman that would deadass ruin your fucking life - and something about that really held Kiara's attention.

This night was really shaping up into a genuine good time.

@Sreeya @Zay @Charles

 

[Hal Farstrider]

Hal wasn't sure how he had ended up on...well he didn't know two things, where he was, and how he had ended up there. What he did know was that he was broke, hungry, and very thirsty. After a few quick questions, a few rude ejections from establishments for trying to freeload, and one round of getting tossed out on the pavement after trying to cheat at a game of sabacc to earn some coin to buy a drink, he had found his way to something called the Viktorious Vixen, Viktorious with a K. Why that mattered he did not know, but the bigger who had pointed him this way seemed to think it was important.

But whatever the reason, he realized he was at the right place the moment he reached the cantina, as he noticed a little scribbled note on a small board next to the entrance, opening night, all drink 50% off!. More beautiful words Hal had never seen, and he entered the cantina like a pilgrim lost in the desert stumbling upon an oasis. When he heard someone at the bar shout out something about a round on him he nearly shed tears of joy.

"Guess ma was right," he muttered as he made his way towards the bar and gestured for the bartender to bring a drink for him as well, "there is a god!" As the bartender went off to get another one of the Harem's for him, Hal's eyes fell on a decrepit old jukebox against a wall. He wandered over, and flipped through the song selection before stumbling upon one he knew, and slid his last cred-coin into the machine to kick it to life. As the music started playing he half walked, half danced back to the bar, just in time for the Emil's Harems to show up.

Stopping one up, before anyone denied him one, he walked up to the generous patron who had bought drinks for everyone, slapping a friendly hand on his shoulder. "To your health friend!" He declared, and raised the glass in greeting. "I am Hal, and you are my new best friend!" For no he ignored the others, for he made a point of befriending anyone who offered him a free high, which this fellow was, and rudely enough none of the others were.

@Zay @Sreeya @Logan @Altaris @Charles

 

[Zaid Durmaz]

Zaid’s grin only tugged a bit wider when Nyx called out to him from across the bar, immediately picking up on the teasing tone in her voice and the way that she winked at him. The half-Orcolan clearly had no shame in being called out for his lingering stares, making his way towards the bar when the Rattataki woman motioned for him.

Once there, the half-Orcolan leaned his torso against the bar – crossing his burly arms over his chest. His brown eyes once more settled upon Nyx. “Yes.” He declared in that low baritone, finally answering her question from when he first entered the cantina.

He tilted his head to the side slightly, regarding her for a moment more before turning his attention to the rest of those gathered. His brown eyes first briefly flicked over to Kiara, regarding the woman silently for a brief moment before his gaze moved to the Tognath seated beside Crix. He greeted them both with a simple ‘what’s up’ jut of his chin.

Naturally, his attention then turned to Crix – perking up a bit when the man declared a round of free drinks. In an instant, the human smuggler had established himself as Zaid’s second favorite person in the room – the offer of alcohol and the man’s upbeat attitude putting Zaid in an exceptionally great mood.

At one point or another, Zaid caught sight of Nyx cautiously glancing up towards the entrances and windows - as if expecting some unwelcome party-crashers. The half-Orcolan said nothing, of course, but it wasn't long before he was mimicking the Rattataki's cautious glances - subtly looking over his shoulder or out of the corner of his eye every few seconds.

Naturally, his attention quickly moved back to Crix. “I won’t say no if you’re payin, bud.” Zaid reached around, giving the particularly generous smuggler a playful smack on the back. “Name’s Zaid.” He gave a nod of his head. "Muscle for hire. Bodyguard, bouncer, you name it."

 

[Xol Zaa Fenn]

Xol returned Ki's respectful greeting with a quick bow of his head. Another spoke his language almost as well as he did! How marvelous and respectable- Was this what feeling like the luckiest Tognath in the galaxy felt like? Two lovely folks who could understand Xol no problem?

Those feelings of grandeur died when a druggy- or drunk, Xol couldn't tell the difference - nearly knocked the Bounty Hunter out of his seat trying to get to Crix- this it hit the Tognath with frightening realization.

No, no, no , no, no! This was NOT good, everyone was swarming around Crix and Xol wanted to shot them all dead on the spot! Punchee began chirping about rising heart rates or something- he didn't care! The meat-head started talking, daring to offer the job Xol did for Crix for free! There was no need for the slick duo to be slowed down by some fat ass who probably couldn't scratch his own back with those enormous biceps.

Punchee flew off it's perch and hovered over Xol's left shoulder, out of the way of the other patrons and begged Xol not to do anything brash. Xol stood up from his seat and pushed the druggy-drunk aside so he could get up in the Orc-man's face, looking up, but without any fear of the brute standing in front of him.

"Doh fa, Dohohasa Winba, goo wohot tee gee tee-tocky che uba." <Beat it, Blunder Butt, he doesn't have time for you.> Jealousy gripped Xol's core as he spoke with venom in his first language, fingers twitching for his duel DE-10s in their magnetic holsters waiting to be used.
His droid kept trying to tug Xol away by pulling on his poncho, but to no avail as Xol seemed unphased, so the droid began beeping and booping at Crix to stop Xol as it's attempts were futile.

This wasn't the fight Xol thought was coming, but right now, his fiery passion didn't seem to care who he shot up as long as he shot someone up.

@Zay @Altaris @Sreeya @Logan @Wit

 

[Nyx Vika]

Zaid’s response caught her by surprise, but it manifested in the form of a genuine smile. She chuckled softly, “Well damn, I can sure appreciate a man that knows what he wants,” She meant it too, and this time her gaze lingered on him a bit longer than necessary. Nyx looked back at Crix, nodding at his choice of drinks.

Within moments, a round of Emil’s Harems were brought out. These were frozen bananas that one had to suck before getting to the coconut milk concoction below it, “-And no hands allowed,” Nyx explained with a grin. It was a very suggestive drink that had very explicit connotations, and that made it all the funnier, “I don’t want to see any slackers either,” She breezily waved a hand with perfectly manicured nails.

Nyx turned towards Kiara, smiling at her, “How rude of me,” She said, “You can call me Nyx, Kiara,” Nyx said with a slight roll to the r with her foreign Outer Rim accent as she leaned towards her to grab her empty glass, “And I won’t call you Ki since that’s for just friends,” She gave her a playful wink as she drew back.

She barely had time to register the newcomer that changed the music when Xol began to act like a toddler. Nyx quietly swirled a drink in her hand, watching with mild interest as the Tognath got in the Orcolan’s face.

“Come now, darling, there’s room here for everyone,” She called out to Xol, “Could I interest you in a Java the Hutt? It’s mixed with a cold brew caf and it comes with a straw that’ll work with that mask,” Nyx said. Though there was a smile on her face, her eyes clearly betrayed that she didn’t appreciate the Tognath pulling this bullshit. She wanted to avoid a scene on opening night and this guy wasn’t helping things.

OOC: Everyone roll a d100 to see how successful you are at drinking this without embarrassing yourself.

@Logan @Altaris @Charles @Zay @Wit

 

[Darth Stolas]

Outside on the street, the rumble of an airspeeder came to a halt as a droid parked it into place. Morgan stepped out the side, black boots scuffing against the sidewalk. The Firrerreo adjusted the well-used and well-kept aviator jacket over top a tailored button-up and trousers, having only changed his jacket and some jewelry between work and going out. He looked up for a moment at the sign for this particular cantina. Even if he'd been on Tirsa for business earlier in the day Morgan always kept up with local goings-on and enjoyed exploring around.

A new place was usually worth at least checking out. He walked right in and did his usual once-over survey of a room's occupants. Morgan wasn't sure what he expected, but a group of people going down on frozen bananas while a twitchy fellow threw a tantrum wasn't it. Immediately he felt a little bit of the day's weariness give way to amusement. Typical for him, what drew an extra couple moments of scrutiny was the shirtless Orcolan towering over everyone else.

Gold-rimmed sunglasses swung from where they were hooked in the 'v' of his shirt as he sank into a seat near the others, not the least bit shy about inserting himself into occupied space. An arrangement of patterned rings was displayed on slender fingers Morgan settled on the bartop. A cheekily self-confident grin, fangs and all, came into existence below sharp golden eyes, a cigarra pack deposited in front of him for him to pull from.

"Evening gentlemen, ladies," he greeted breezily before placing a cigarra between his lips. It seemed to light itself as he inhaled, plumes of smoke lazily streaming from his nostrils just after. "I'll take one," Morgan added in Nyx's direction, having heard her mention of Java the Hutt while seating himself. "And whatever that is." Slender fingers motioned toward one of the banana concoctions.

Goldens settled on the one-sided face off between the Tognath and Orcolan with an expression like someone watching a mildly amusing holoshow. Spaztic motions toward pistols reminded Morgan he still had a lightsaber clipped to a shoulder-holster under his zipped open jacket. He didn't think he'd need it, nor did he want to use it. He was here to relax.

This Tognath seemed to be here to find out how it feels to be folded over like a suitcase. Morgan couldn't fathom why, the place had only just recently opened- both for the night and the first time ever. Even Bir wasn't this volatile.

@Logan @Altaris @Charles @Zay @Wit @Sreeya

 

[Kiara Shan]

Of all the things Kiara had planned on doing tonight, deepthroating a banana in a cantina surrounded by strangers certainly wasn't one of them. Well, she supposed that wasn't entirely true. The first part was never like, not on the table in one way or another, but that was generally a tequila activity; Kiara silently thanking the gods Crix had been drinking whiskey.

Ha! Lets do it, Kiara said to Nyx with a playful smile. But don't judge me too much.. it's my first time with an Emil's Harem.

Eying the banana, Kiara decided that just going for it was probably the best option. Taking it slow and sensual had to have been a thousand times more awkward than just ramming it down your throat, right? Right. Okay. Fuck it, here goes nothing.

The moment she attacked that banana like someone trying to impress their high school boyfriend, Kiara heard the low rumblings of Huttese coming from Xol and how.. hostile it was. A very unfortunate distraction at a very crucial time, it would seem. She had pulled her head up to look at Xol and what was going on which caused the banana slide back and hit Kiara's uvula in a very strange way. She coughed and then gagged unexpectedly, spitting the banana out of her mouth like a potassium rocket.

The thing was slippery as all hell and shot almost unrealistically far, its arcing trajectory causing it to land almost dead center on Xol's grimy mask. Unable to cope with the absurdity of the situation, Kiara burst out laughing partly do to her own embarrassment and partly due to the hilarious image of Xol getting slapped on the face by a pseudo-dong.

Sorry, Xol. She said, trying to stifle a laugh.

Kiara also hoped that the banana incident might also help diffuse whatever dick measuring contest was possibly starting to happen. She also found it a little ironic that if it did diffuse, it would be because she had whipped out her own dick. In a way.. kind of.

Whatever, that's how she would tell the story later. It was funnier that way.

@Altaris @Charles @Zay @Wit @Sreeya @Mr. Teatime

 

[Xol Zaa Fenn]

Xol was just about ready to slice and dice the Orc-man when something cold and dark overcame his senses. It put the Tognath on edge as it's presence moved into the cantina with the rest of the lot. Xol froze with his focus no longer on the brute in front of him but to whoever just entered the building. A very slick looking man in very nice clothing had given him a quick glance- was that who is was? The EX-pirate wasn't sure, but the feeling made him sick.

Then, Nyx was politely telling Xol to chill the fuck out and take a drink to calm his tits, causing his head to turn to face the Rattataki to scowl and scold her back but that's when a projectile of some sorts hit him square in the face! Xol flinched back and quickly swatted at whatever hit him like someone who just walked into a spider web they didn't know was there. Whatever it was, it was gooey and sticky and utterly repulsive- Kiara started to apologize with a banana in her hand.

Xol began chuckling, for some reason he found the whole ordeal amusing as he began thinking of what the woman had been doing to that poor fruit. He grabbed a few paper towels to clean off the rest of the mess, still laughing under his breath, . The Tognath patted the Orc-man on the shoulder- he still heavily disliked him -and turned around, sitting back in his seat next to Crix, and waved Nyx off. "Nobata bauparai. Yoieu mobea deaha?" <No alcohol. Got root beer?> Xol asked, sliding a few extra credit chips to her for the trouble he almost caused her business.

Still, Xol didn't think drinking was a good idea right now and he already had a shot of some powerful whiskey, so he was done with alcohol for the day. He still disliked almost everyone in the bar, and if Kiara wasn't so admirable and beautiful, he would've shot her between the eyes faster than you could say 'Tequila' before going ballistic on the Orc-man. That banana-dong had just saved the whole damn bar from Xol's wrath- and that chill that came out of nowhere...

It still unsettled the Tognath who now still looked mildly agitated as he kept his eyes on the bar before him, his droid settling down and reprimanding him for his disrespect before hushing itself to perch back on the back of his poncho. "Nobata cuee yocola, Crix. dotkot kaa bimhee an Jee cha bacaka fa..." <No more drinks, Crix. There's something up and I don't like it...> He muttered to the smuggler.

The butterflies in his stomach didn't seem to die down either and Xol began to grow anxious and impatient, beginning to bounce his leg on his stool to cope with the stress.

@Altaris @Logan @Zay @Wit @Sreeya @Mr. Teatime

 

[Voren Dhur]

”Fuck me this place is a dive.” Voren exclaimed as he stabbed a stim out underfoot, glowing at a bum sitting in the alley nearby, minding his own business. Within seconds another stim was in his hand, the soft click of a lighter followed quickly by the curl of smoke that rose from it’s tip. He rolled his eyes and looked up at the ‘Viktorious Vixen’, trying to work out why the sign had been mispelled.

Perhaps it was some in-joke, or maybe it was done to bump the dingy venue further up the business listings?

Realising he didn’t care enought to give it to much thought, he walked up to the entrance and stopped just shy of the tired-looking bouncer, and looked the creature up and down. ”Names Thorne, Emyrc Thorne.” he flashed a business card which clearly had the words ‘Voren Duhr’ crudely crossed out and replaced with the inky scrawlings of the name of the ISC President. The Bouncer didn’t care, and just waved him in, tapping the sign reading ‘No Fights’ as he did so.

Once inside, he headed for the bar. A modest posse of underworld scum where already deep into their cups, by the looks of it, not that Voren particularly cared. ”Whatever you just hit them with, hit us again.” he put down the ‘Hyperlane Herald’ company card on the bar-top, as he asked the bars owner to get another round in.

After all, what was the point of an expense account if you didn’t use it?

 

[Crix Dolan]

Crix blinked in confusion as Xol decided to get aggressive. They’d worked together before and that had gone well enough, but in reality outside that single instance they were relative strangers.

“Hey, hey, big guy, take a breath,” Crix motioned toward Zaid and said, “he’s here to have a good time same as us.”

Concern colored his words as he debated the mental clarity of the tognath. He was being sporadic as if something had him on edge.

Crix let a newcomer grab a drink even though he’d not specifically offered one to the guy in an attempt to ease Xol, in a “look we’re all friends here, kemosabe”

Shortly after he bucked up again and Nyx stepped in. Crix backed her and in the exchange noticed her eyes flicking toward the door periodically.

“Look man, out of professional courtesy, I’m gonna recommend you listen to the bartender before she kicks you out.”

His patience with the Hunter was beginning to run thin. Luckily, Ki’s attempt at the Emil Harem went so poorly it seemed to abolish any and all tension in the room. Crix nearly doubled over from laughter as the frozen banana smacked into Xol’s face.

Even Xol who’d been a bomb ready to pop seemed to let go some of his anger. The tongrath was still on edge, but his little service droid had receded and that seemed to be a good sign.

The smuggler contemplated just exactly how he was gonna get that big ass banana down with no hands, when a stylish newcomer entered the bar.

Xol bristled and Crix rolled his eyes. This guy was seeing threats in every being that entered the cantina. The smuggler drew the line when the Hunter decided to give him an order.

“Let me be clear. You’re not my boss, now excuse me while I go suck this banana dick like a man.”

Crix was over the conspiratorial Hunter and ready to relax. He gave Ki a pat on the shoulder and mouthed, take notes. Which in hindsight probably wasn’t as sexy as he thought.

The smuggler sized up the bulbous banana like a director perfecting his next shot, then in grandiose fashion placed both hands behind his back and went absolutely monkey lizard on that shit.

He started with the tip and whittled it down deciding quantity would be the best quality in the takedown of Emil’s protrusion. Shame had no place in this contest of falic fruit and Crix was determined to get to the coconut creme center.

Then it came and it was delicious!

Crix downed the drink and arose victorious while wiping banana and coconut creme from his face.

“Zaid, beat that!” Crix crowed!

Then to Nyx he said, “That was the most embarrassing and delicious thing I’ve ever done, thank you.”

@Altaris @Logan @Charles @Wit @Sreeya @Mr. Teatime

 

[Hal Farstrider]

Hal let out a good-natured laugh as the woman tried to attack the banana and missed, gloriously, hilariously so! "You gotta relax luv," he addressed Kiara, gesturing at his own jaw, "like the good Backstreet Banthas say, don't be afraid, don't have no fear." He gestured towards the jukebox, as the words of the song rang out around them. "Don't force it, just feel it. Listen to the banana." Like an instructor about to impart wisdom on a new generation of students, he winked at her and bent his body forwards as he half scooped, half sucked the frozen banana into his mouth and bent backwards, head tilted back and letting gravity do its thing.

Unlike Kiara he did not gag on the thing, or spit it out, but neither was he as slick as Crix, for while the banana just slid into his mouth, he wasn't prepared for the alcohol accompanying it that sat in the glass, and almost chocked on it before he was able to bend forward and keep himself from drowning in a thimble of alcohol. His ma used to say if he had any shame he would drown himself in a thimbleful of water, but this probably wasn't what she had in mind.

Still, having mostly successfully handled the Harem, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve and turned to Kiara with a grin. "Just have fun with it," he leaned in then, glancing at the masked fellow with an amused look, "but if you must, aim for the eye!".

With that he pulled away, and using his superpower to spot any and all mentions of a free drink, he pointed at the new arrival who had just pulled out a card and ordered another round. "Fair maiden of the frozen bananas," he called out to Nyx, a wide grin on his face, "another round he said!"

That was when he noticed the other new arrival, and the opulent amount of gold on him, and his eyes twinkled as he realized the day might be about to get even better.

@Zay @Sreeya @Logan @Altaris @Charles @Mr. Teatime @Nor'baal

 

[Zaid Durmaz]

Zaid allowed his gaze to linger on Nyx for far longer than was necessary, regarding the Rattataki woman for a few more seconds. He kept his arms crossed over his chest, a genuine smirk tugged wide on his lips when she spoke. “What can I say? Hard to focus on anything else when you walk in the room.” He rumbled in that low baritone, giving her a playful wink before looking back to the rest of their merry little group.

The half-Orcolan was in an exceptionally good mood, visibly relaxing as he settled into the bar – save for a few glances towards the windows every now and again. Even if he hoped to score some work by the end of the night, Zaid was equally looking to relax and have a good time.

He arched a brow when the drinks were finally brought out, chuckling in that low baritone when Nyx gave her instructions on how to handle the banana-dicks. He glanced back to Crix. “Let’s see if you can down ‘em as well as you can pay for ‘em.”

While Karina was the first out of their group to go for it, Zaid’s attention was naturally drawn away by the sudden and hostile approach of Xol. The half-Orcolan had to literally crane his neck downwards, his brown eyes squinting a bit at the man – who Zaid hadn’t really met until now – who decided to get up in his face. Even as Xol muttered in Huttese, Zaid couldn’t hide the entirely unimpressed expression on his face, looking entirely unconcerned with the threat that the Tognath posed.

The half-Orcolan kept his own blaster pistol well within reach on his hip, and Zaid was fairly confident he could bash in the Tognath’s breathing apparatus well before the man could reach for his own blasters. Nevertheless, Zaid had no desire to spoil a perfectly good evening. “No need to go dirtying up the lovely lady’s floors.” He said lowly, jutted his chin towards Nyx when she offered the Tognath a drink to chill him out. “Sit down bud, have a drink.” He said almost dismissively.

He continued to stare down the smaller man for several more seconds, eyes narrowing when he started to turn to aggression to Nyx. Luckily, Kiara’s untrained gag reflex successfully diffused the situation before things could turn hostile. The moment that the pseudo Chancellor-dick smacked Xol in the face, Zaid couldn’t contain his laughter – practically doubling over as he chuckled and howled boisterously. It took the half-Orcolan a few seconds, and a couple pounds of his fists on the countertop, to fully recover.

Zaid blinked a few times, eyeing the damn-near-bipolar Tognath when the man abruptly shifted gears and gave him a pat on the back. While relieved that the man had promptly removed the stick from his ass, the half-Orcolan was still undeniably suspicious of the man’s temperament. Somehow, he figured it would be a problem later in the night.

He didn’t give it much more thought, his gaze momentarily shifting to the stylish Firrerreo who inserted himself into the group. Zaid didn’t miss the way the newcomer’s gaze lingered on him for a few extra seconds. Zaid flashed the Firrerreo a tusk-filled smirk, giving the newcomer a quick up-and-down before jutting his chin in greeting. “Welcome to the party, Fangs.”

Naturally, Zaid’s attention turned to Crix when the smuggler declared it was his turn to go gobbling the frozen banana. With a wide smirk, the half-Orcolan rattled both of his fist on the countertop a few times, cheering the human on as he dove down on Emil’s protrusion. The half-Orcolan whistled loud and suggestively when Crix went down far enough to reach the beverage itself.

He gave a nod of approval when the smuggler rose back up victoriously, clearly impressed. “Attentive to the tip and everything?” He chuckled. “Shiiiit. Not half bad.”

A challenge was issued, and Zaid sure-as-shit wasn’t going to back down after that. Just like Crix, Zaid tucked his hands behind the small of his back. In order to compensate for his height, the half-Orcolan had to bend at the knees ever-so-slightly at the same time he lowered his torso towards the countertop – diving down towards the banana-dick without an ounce of shame or hesitation. Crix had set the bar high in terms of performance, and Zaid wasn’t going to be outdone – pulling out all the stops.

The hulking half-Orcolan started on the frozen banana by lingered on the frozen tip for far longer than necessary, letting out a baritone hum before diving down for the rest. He purposefully took his time, though the phallic fruit went down the Zaid's gullet with alarming ease, vanishing without so much as a gag from the muscular man. When he reached the rim of the glass, the half-Orcolan made a point to glance up with those dark brown eyes - gaze flicking between those gathered around the display. He gaze a suggestive wink before moving in to take a few loud drinks of the cream-filled beverage that awaited him.

A few moments more and Zaid arose victoriously, a confident grin plastered across his face. "Take notes, bud." He winked towards Crix. The half-Orcolan then brought a hand up to wipe away the residual cream smeared across his lip by using the back of his thumb, before then licking off the digit itself. "Alright, who's next?" He chuckled.

"How 'bout you, Fangs? Think you got the skills?"

@Sreeya @Mr. Teatime @Wit @Charles @Zay @Nor'baal @Logan