Open Neon Lights and Dead Batteries

[Ezra Thorne]

Ezra stared in silence as Cirilla leaned in to sniff the Lia chick like she was some sort of dog. Did he miss a memo about Dipshit Discount Night? He was surrounded by psyche ward escapees. Ezra started to inch away when Lia was entirely unoffended by his jab. His eyes narrowed slightly as she reached up to rub her sleeve against his face. The wool was static and he felt a jolt against his skin, making him wince and draw back as he rubbed his cheek, “God damn, use some fabric conditioner when you finally wash that thing,” He grumbled as if he did his own laundry these days. He only knew that bit because Pops made him learn to do all his own cleaning.

Before he could run away, he was physically dragged over by Cirilla. The diminutive Jedi had a surprising amount of strength for her size. He chugged the rest of his drink as he was tugged along towards the dance floor. He didn’t mind dancing, though this wasn’t the group he imagined grooving with.

As they approached, he spotted a familiar face, but not before the Pantoran flailed his arms about. With surprisingly quick reflex, Ezra caught an arm flying in his direction, fingers curling around the wrist. He slowly lowered the arm before releasing it, silver gaze frosty and entirely unamused, “I’m surprised you’re not tossed out of most clubs for causing injuries..” Though his expression softened to suggest he wasn’t entirely displeased to see the man.

The music switched to something more catchy, a song he had danced to before. As the beat began to pick up, Ezra began to move and sway, standing near the two girls. He was buzzed enough to relax a bit more, and he figured there was no chance he would run into this weird group again, right? Ezra grabbed a drink off a passing tray and threw it back before focusing back on the music.

He grooved to the beat behind the two girls, letting them dance against him or with one another. He briefly glanced over at Lia, a faint smirk appearing on his face, “I hope you’re at least wearing something interesting under that sweater.”

@LadyRen @Wit @Altaris

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

When Siggy actually lifted his shirt, Dimetri had taken a good look at what was underneath, his eyes got a little wide. The snake's details were very well done, and the stars were beautiful. The man before him had quite the work done on him and it was quite the show to see front row. "I love them."

When Siggy returned the question, Dimetri had a goofy smile come across his face as he explained, "Well they are earned when I complete a special task or test of sorts. The ones on my face are from my warrior training, and the ones here on my hands," Dimetri would roll up his sleeves a little bit to reveal his hands hand the same diamond shaped tattoos along the middle of the back of his hands going up to the wrists, "I am looking to earn more. They come from things that are important to me and mean something special."

Dimetri would look away and giggle a little bit, it was the first time someone asked what they mean. He figured most people didn't care or didn't notice them. Quickly taking a few more gulps from his drink he'd raise his hand as he held in a burp and when the bartender looked his way dimetri would just point to his drink and the roll his finger to silently say 'bring me another one' then would let the burp out but as quiet as he could while hiding his face from Siggy.

"I'm Dimetri. Dimetri Unduli. I usually don't dance with strangers but since we know each other's names and what our tattoos mean,"Dimetri would stand up and nod to the dance floor, "I feel we earned a dance from each other."

@Xorism

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri blinked as Liana started talking about cooking spices, which only convinced her that the girl was indeed unintentionally high. So once on the dance floor, she kept an eye on her, and in her concern completely missed Ferrin's arrival, until he spoke up. She gave Ezra a look, wondering just how many Jedi he knew. She almost felt bad, he seemed to not want this life, and yet the Force seemed to keep on pulling him towards it. Even now, he was surrounded by Jedi, even if he himself did not know that to be the case. Maura's arrival only skewed odds against him, and as her drunken concern flipped from Liana to Ezra, she almost missed Maura trying to lead Liana away for a dance.

Under normal circumstance she would not have cared, she would have actually welcomed the added separation between herself and the walking, talking embodiment of positivity that was the pink haired padawan. But someone had drugged her, and as much as she hated to admit it, she could not just let her out of her sight in such a state. So as Maura tried to lead her away, Ciri placed Liana between herself and Ezra, and began dancing.

"I declare a dance-off!" She spoke up to no one in particular, yet loud enough for it to be heard by nearly everyone present in her immediate vicinity. She started moving her hands in a step that didn't entirely mesh with the music, and she gave Ezra a quick glance, glaring and daring him to join in. "Think you can keep up?"

She knew what sort of person she was, not exactly someone anyone would follow. But Ezra seemed to attract people, and if she got him to join, the others would follow. And she had a feeling that challenging him might be the way to get him to join in. Which was all of course a rather convoluted way to keep Liana around and keep an eye on her, which she could likely have done in much easier ways, but then when did alcohol make you more sensible?

@Sreeya @LadyRen @Altaris @lizziie

 

[Liana Mason]

Well, the silver-eyed handsome man called Reed was definitely one sight to behold. She giggled at the statement about conditioner as the shop owner had advised her not to do that, but she was grateful for the nice and considerate advice! Due to the loud music, she couldn't understand what he said to the Pantoran (@Altaris), but Liana found his wild moves truly adorable. What she did catch again was Reed's cheeky remark, however, it was obviously overly flustering. There was a heat that stemmed from this subtle nervousity within her that now mercilessly spread through her whole body. In order to avoid staring at him all blushed, she quickly decided to play it cool. Boys like him were obviously into bold girls, and so she knew what she had to do: She would take this as a little challenge.

The truth was, she had something exciting underneath and the music alone was exhilarating enough to boost her confidence even further. She grinned at him with a hint of provocation before she flashed her risque top underneath. Truth was, she had bought it herself, all secretively and only at such occasions she chose to wear it. A cheeky wink followed into the direction of Ezra before she leaned closer and whispered against his ear. "There's something even more interesting underneath" (@Sreeya).

Obviously, she was taking about her neon pink bra, but there was no more time to pursue their fun little flirt as Maura was now stealing her away. "Yeah! Let's go!", she happily exclaimed (@lizziie), already throwing her hands into the air, but before she could move closer to Maura, Ciri suddenly squeezed inbetween them all. Liana had begun with a twirl, her face almost switching to a hint of seriousness for a moment as she wanted to show what she was capable of when it came to dancing, but as Ciri challenged Reed to dance, her eyes widened even further and she switched into a rhythmic hip swaying while she prepared to witness an awesome dance-off. Now this was something she really wanted to see! "What a great idea Ciri! Let's goooo party people, whooooo". What was a dance-off without some actual cheering? (@Wit).

 

[Maura Starwalk]

Maura's eyes lit up when Liana agreed to join her, and the freckled padawan immediately extended her hand out to pull Liana along with her (@LadyRen). Before either one could reach the other though, Cirillia butted her way in between the two and redirected the girl's attention back to herself. Maura could only look on, confused and slowly feeling the pangs of irritation push her ears down. Couldn't she see Maura was trying to make new friends? How rude!

She wouldn't let it get to her, though, or stop her. As soon as Ciri began drifting away, beckoning the guy she still thought was the goth's date, Maura took the opportunity to try to talk to Liana again.

"You versus me!" she chirped, spreading her arms out to clear the area around her a little bit. A grin had replaced the sour look on her face, and she wiggled her arms like a wave from hand to hand. "C'mon!"

 

[Sigtryggr Thorite]

Siggy's eyes lit up as Dimetri explained the significance behind his tattoos. "No way dude, we do that too! I uh haven't earned any yet myself, these are just something to remember my family by when im away from home.." He quickly took another sip of the spiced rum before nodding.

"Nice to meet you Dimetri, I'm Sigtryggr but everyone just calls me Siggy. Lets do it, but give me a sec." Quickly the young deucalian knocked back the rest of his drink with a mischievous grin before grabbing Dimetri's hand. The party was popping but slipping in between the crowd wasn't particularly difficult for the pair.

Picking up the rhythm, Siggy swayed to the beat while smiling ear to ear. "So you here with friends? Mine bailed on me so I'm looking for better company." He didn't wanna admit he'd come alone but a little white lie didnt hurt nobody.

Paying too little attention to his vicinity, Siggy accidentally stepped on another girl's foot. "OH shit, I'm sorry, you okay?" @Wit

@Scoobert @Wit

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

Ferrin couldn’t help but smirk back to Ezra, entirely unphased by the Quarter-Sephi’s frosty response. He didn’t miss the way that the other dude’s expression softened ever-so-slightly, nonverbal hints that the reunion wasn’t an unpleasant one. “Good to see you too,” He jutted a chin upwards playfully, happily grooving to the music in his own somewhat hazardous way - hips swaying, head bobbing and arms swaying of their own accord. His attention promptly flicked over to Maura as well, offering the Padawan a wide smile as she approached. "Hey Maura," He jutted his chin. "Guess the entire academy ended up here."

Ferrin barely had time to register the familiar voice of Liana - glancing over just in time for the Padawan to pull him into a tight hug. She was one of the sweetest people Ferrin knew, and never failed to light up a room with her overly bubbly personality. The Pantoran's lips immediately tugged into a wide grin while his cheeks flushed indigo, returning the gesture by squeezing the fellow Padawan with both arms. "Didn't expect you and Ciri to be here! It's been a blast so far!" He grinned, gesturing to her bright pink top. "Nice sweater, by the way. You look great." He said genuinely.

As he danced, Ferrin glanced between the rest of the group - his expression lighting up the moment he heard a dance-off being issued by Ciri. The Pantoran immediately flashed a grin towards Ezra, having yet to see the Quarter-Sephi break out his dance moves after that entire incident at the Stadium. “Bout time!” He shouted over to Ezra over the music, encouraging the challenge. He only caught bits and piece of the exchange between Maura and Liana but otherwise didn’t engage with the pair.

Instead, Ferrin danced close to Ciri - allowing them enough breadth for the incoming challenge. All the while, the Pantoran continued to groove - one hand occupied by snatching a cup from a passing tray. Unfortunately, this meant that Ferrin wasn’t entirely paying attention to his surroundings - focused on downing his beverage.

One arm swung wide in sync with the movement of his hips, towards the pair entering the dancefloor. Just as Siggy managed to step on Ciri’s foot, the Deucalian would become the unfortunate victim of Ferrin’s dancing - smacked right in the back of the head by the Pantoran’s wrist. While it wasn’t anything more than a light smack, it would come completely out of nowhere and likely catch the poor dude off guard.

"Oh, shit, my bad." He blinked a few times, pausing his dancing to flash Siggy an apologetic look.

 

[Ezra Thorne]

Ezra was focused on the Lia girl by the time the blond (@lizziie ) from earlier walked into the conversation. He was standing right next to Ciri when the girl looked between the two of them and gave a thumbs up. His eyes narrowed slightly, “You can stop that,” He called out dryly to the blond, gesturing between himself and Ciri and protruding his thumb sideways to suggest there was nothing going on there. And then the blond barged in to try and tug Lia away to a dance.

Sweater girl, however, focused on Ezra and flashed him what she wore underneath. His eyes visibly widened just a bit, not having expected the gesture at all. When she leaned in towards him, he was even more caught off guard, not used to women being bold without being annoying. The whisper against his sensitive ear sent jolts through his entire body. Did she know what she was doing or was this a lucky guess? Ezra smirked as he met her gaze, “I guess I’ll just have to warm you up to make you ditch the sweater then,” He said softly, his voice possessing hints of that infamous baritone Emryc had.

Ciri had called out something about a dance off and Ezra didn’t react immediately, his gaze flicking back towards Lia. However, that was when the Maura chick barged in yet again, now trying to loop her into a dance off while they were very clearly interacting. That was when he decided that was enough. Ezra slowly turned to look at Maura, “You need to take a hint,” He stated flatly, “And read the fucking room, you desperate loser,” He said as he took a few steps towards her, towering over her. His face was rigid, his eyes icy. However he didn’t stay there too long, stepping away towards the others and leaving Lia to appease Maura with a dance.

As he passed Lia, he playfully flicked her earring with his finger, “Maybe I’ll dance better if you cheer me on.”

With that, he joined Ferrin, Ciri and the other guys. As the music kicked off, he began to move, swaying his hips and body fluidly to the beat. He certainly had some moderate skill, though he looked godly when dancing next to Ferrin...

@Wit @Altaris

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

Dimetri would quickly down his drink himself and follow Siggy to the dancefloor with the others. The was a little bit of dancing before he was asked if he came with anyone, originally no. He was here stag but then the others appeared and started getting down. Dimetri smiled before answering, "Not really no. I know some people here but they haven't really done much to be my friend. Though, Maura is pretty cool. I haven't learned a lot about the others though. And just know, you can always hang with us if ya want."

Then when Siggy stepped on Cirilla's foot, Dimetri couldn't help but giggle at his clumsiness. It was funny in a cute way. Though if Dimetri happened to eb the better dancer of the two, there'd be some trouble there. His moves not really the best but he was doing something. He looked loose but also collected enough to not swing his limbs at anyone. He stayed in a comfortable space, but had fun doing it.

That was of course until he had seen Reed (@Sreeya ) getting big and menacing looking towards Maura. The music was a little loud to hear what exactly was said but it seemed there was a problem, and Dimetri wasn't going to let Maura get bullied over something alcohol clearly made worse. "Hey," Dimetri would make his way over and tap Ezra (Reed) on the shoulder and ask, "Is there a problem? Cause we don't do that here." Whatever came next Dimetri has seen, heard, and felt far worse than whatever pretty boy here could do. He wanted an explanation, cause Maura may be a handful but a fight starter wasn't one of them.

@lizziie @Wit @Xorism @Altaris @whoever else

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

After flashing Siggy an apologetic look, Ferrin was happy enough to continue dancing and grooving to the music - albeit somewhat more aware of where his limbs went swinging. All the same, the Pantoran didn’t miss the exchange that was going on only a few feet away, enough to slow his movements ever-so-slightly while he observed. His golden gaze flicked between Maura and Liana a few times, and then promptly landed on Ezra when the quarter-Sephi finally snapped at the fellow Padawan. Despite a small wince, Ferrin didn’t intervene - and hoped that things would deescalate from there.

It didn’t take more than a few seconds for that hope to be dashed, as Ferrin caught sight of Dim making his way over to follow Ezra. The Pantoran could guess what the Mirialan intended, and knew the quarter-Sephi well enough to guess what his response would be.

Ah hell..

Without missing a beat, Ferrin paused from his dance and weaved between a few others - stopping right in front of Dimetri. The Pantoran hovered a hand in front of the Padawan’s shoulder, stopping short of touching him but hoping to halt him in place.

“Don’t,” He said quietly, though his voice was a bit sterner than its usual, goofy inflection. “Look, she kept barging and - and frankly was hardcore cockblocking, dude.” He muttered towards Dimetri - golden eyes flicking between Maura and Ezra. Whatever their friendship or the intention had been, Ferrin had clearly seen Maura repeatedly attempt to pull Liana away right in the middle of the flirting with Ezra, and all the reasons why the quarter-Sephi had finally snapped.

“There ain’t no rescue needed,” It wasn't a particularly nice remark, but Maura wasn't in need of the Dimetri leaping to her defense. The Pantoran furrowed his brows, “And it ain’t worth starting a fight and getting kicked out.” He didn’t know what the Mirialan intended, but could only guess where things would lead when approaching Ezra who was already walking away. Ferrin took a step back, hoping things would deescalate and he could resume his previous dancing without any more indicent. All the same, he kept his eye on both Ezra and Dim - in the event that they didn't.

 

[Dash Pavan]

To say Dash was lost in the dance was an understatement.

He'd had a crap day. Zeltros was supposed to be the galactic capital of fun, but he'd had so much on his mind that he hadn't been able to enjoy the sights at all. The little book he'd found on Kashyyyk - and what it might mean - was all he could think about, but he was damned if he could work any of it out.

A Zeltron palm-reader had said she could help, but had charged him crazy credits just to tell him it was beyond her. That had been the last straw and he'd bunked off early from sightseeing. He'd been in the warehouse for hours now and a dozen or more drinks were really helping blot it all out.

He'd still been productive - reverting to something he was good at - and painstakingly teaching two locals a set piece dance in a corner of the wide dancefloor. The two Zeltrons both had rhythm and had picked it up fast, their insatiable appetite for fun making Dash smile.

He tossed back another shot, stripping down to his vest and jumping back into it, vaguely aware the place had filled up a lot since earlier.

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri had ignored the foot landing on her foot, it was to be expected on a dance floor, not everyone had the grace and talent that she did. But when the boys started bickering she just glared at them, and seemed to continue dancing. But as the song changed, just as Dimetri and Ferrin were getting into their little dick measuring contest, she simply vanished. No words, no warning, one moment she was there, the next she was simply gone, her small frame slipping into the crowd as Ezra and Liana danced. The music had triggered a memory, and she left to do its bidding.

MUSIC​

Almost as suddenly as she had left, she returned, once more clearing a path through the dance floor. But this time it wasn't her dancing that did the trick, it was the expression on her face, daring anyone to bump into her and spill any of the drinks she was bringing over on a tray. Showing up between Dimetri and Ferrin, she showed the tray between them. "Drink." That was all she said as she pushed the tray full of shot glasses towards the gathering of Jedi, foot stampers, and would be Jedi in denial. Her expression made it abundantly clear that it was not a request. "This one on the side's for you." She said pointedly to the youngest member of the group (@Taz), having ordered a non-alcoholic version of the drink for him. "They're jalebi bombs, they are great."

Yet again, the look on her face challenged anyone to consider the drinks to be anything other than amazing. Or to dare to spill any by getting into something as stupid as a fist fight in the middle of a song she liked.

@Sreeya @LadyRen @Altaris @lizziie @Xorism

 

[Liana Mason]

Before the chaos started to enfold, Liana had been happily engaged in a small exchange with Ferrin, one of her really good friends. Actually, she had plenty of good friend and she was absolutely confident she would even pick up more here today, so her joyful excitement grew and grew. "So do you, Ferrin! You're outfit is dashing and I'm so glad you're here, too!", she was indeed glad he was here, too, as the young Pantoran was always so sweet! (@Altaris).

Right after, this interesting dance-off situation was evolving, but this was all after her little, sugar-sweet exchange with this apparent It-boy named Reed. She could obviously see how he liked what she was doing, but while she looked simply as happy and bubbly as always from the outside, she was wildly screaming on the inside.

Oh Force, oh Force, oh Force! This was exactly what her momma had always warned her about! Even grandma! Whenever they had talked via a holocall, they had warned her that her face was just so sweet and pretty that the boys would go crazy over her! And now Reed was just soooo hooked! Wasn't that it?! If she hadn't been dancing, she had excitedly jumped up and down and up and down again. Well she was actually internally doing that, but from the outside, she still tried to play it cool while continuing to sway her hips and spun ever now and then. Keep cool Lia! You can do it! "I might indeed ditch it for you", she said to him as cool and confident as possible, but her pink cheeks betrayed her just like the even squeakier than usual nuances in her voice. (@Sreeya)

While she had been focused on the pretty, silver haired boy, both Maura ans Cirilla had drawn her attention, but suddenly there was just so much happening at the same time and the music swallowed whole chunks of it that she confusedly blinked a few times, her fancy dance moves slowing down for a moment while she looked around between Dim, who had also joined them now (@Scoobert), another blonde boy she didn't even know (@Xorism), Ferrin (@Altaris), who had reemerged, Reed (@Sreeya), Ciri (@Wit), and Maura (@lizziie). Wow, that was one wild party night!! The atmosphere had changed a little, but the excitement made Lia oblivious to the tension. Were the dance-offs still happening? Was she still owing Maura her dance?

Also, what was Dash doing all the way back there? Liana had seen the blonde padawan around a couple of times, and as he was fun too, Liana thought back to one of her favorite mottos again: The more the merrier! "HEY DASH", she loudly yelled over to him, however the voice was obviously swallowing her call, so she simply switched to telepathy, however the voice inside his head would be just as high-pitched and loud as it had been before. "DASH! Hi! Come, join us!". (@Alhon)

She happily giggled to herself, now reaching for her absolute best friend's hand. Ciri (@Wit). She would get to dance with all of them, but for now she was the one closest to her, and she still wanted to teach her those moves! But then she realized Ciri was gone and her mouth flapped right open while the dark blue eyes widened. She couldn't lose her amidst this chaos! What if something would happen to her? She spun around, eyes narrowed and searching for the crowd, but then she spotted her dark haired bestie again and she let out an actual, relieved "Phew".

She reached for the shot confidently, actually planning to simply let it vanish elsewhere, but this didn't seem to work in this setting as there were roo many eyes on her. Damn. She never wanted to take any drugs! And she had never even tasted alcohol yet! Drugs were bad, weren't they?! And oh, the others were doing it, too...oh no, the peer pressure and she also potentially wanted to impress some of them! One shot wouldn't be too bad, right? Her nervousity levels were rising, but she simply swallowed the whole shot. She couldn't fully avoid grimacing a little, but immediately overplayed it with an excited "woooohoooo".

Since there was no need to worry about Ciri anymore, she could now turn to Maura (@lizziie) and focus on the dance. She switched to something a little more exotic, something that involved a lot of hip-swinging as she was still trying to impress Reed, too. Maybe she wouldn't admit it just then, but she did find him quite interesting after all! "We sooo need to take some pictures of us all! And omg, we should totally try dyeing our hairs matchingly!".

 

[Maura Starwalk]

Spoiler: MUSIC

Maura was terrible at two things relating to socialization: one, reading the room, and two, empathy (and consoling others). Her only objective was to secure a dance with the girl who had so enthusiastically complimented her hair earlier, so Ezra had every right to be peeved that the blonde hadn't picked up on things, as harsh as she was.

So when Ezra towered over her, glaring down at the girl who just stared back with a head tilted slightly to the side and eyes a little bit wide. She didn't look intimidated at all, just taken aback. Confused, maybe. "Sorry?" she offered as he turned away, and she soon followed suit. She wasn't sure what she did that made her a 'desperate loser'. Oh well, time to dance! (@Sreeya)

Maura grabbed a shot from the tray Ciri (@Wit) offered, thanked her with a grin, then led Lia just a few steps away to give the two - no, three - of them room. Assuming Dash made his way over at Lia's call, Maura would greet him when he arrived. "Hey! We're having a dance off!" she informed him before backing up a step to let him in.

"I learned this dance from TokTik!" she declared before she started doing a fancy version of the robot. She couldn't help but giggle a little as she did it, knowing how ridiculous it looked. If he was there, she would encourage Dash to throw out some moves. "Your turn Dash!" (@Alhon)

At the mention of hair dye, Maura's eyes sparkled. "Omg! I've been dyeing my hair since I was six! I could totally dye your hair! Anyone's hair!" The excitement in her voice matched Lia's, and everything about her demeanor screamed excitement. She'd wanted to dye someone else's hair for so long!! (@LadyRen)

 

[Sigtryggr Thorite]

fortunately the person he bumped into didn't seem to phased by it, though that relief was short lived as a stray elbow came his way and whacked him in turn. Siggy winced but otherwise ignored it, taking it in as part of the experience of a bustling dance floor.

Soon afterwards Ciri returned with shots, offering them to the group. With a hearty cheer, Siggy raised the glass and quickly downed the shot with everyone else. "Next one's on Siggy!!" He cheered triumphantly, thanking Ciri for the drink.

Turning to watch Maura starting to dance and being one of the few faces he'd connected with a name, he'd cheer her on too. Recognizing the dance she was doing, he'd take out his Nalphone and yell just over the music, standing off to her side. "Hey Maura, want me to make a Toktik of your dance battle?! Imagine if it goes viral!"

@lizziie @Wit

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

Dimetri was stopped by Ferrin and when he started defending the asshole instead of wanting to stick up for Maura too, it kind rubbed Dim the wrong way. Why wouldn't Ferrin stop Ezra from being a dick to his fellow padawans, but he'll stop Dimetri from defending one? Seemed the Pantoran's priorities weren't right. "Figured you'd have your fellow Jedi's backs. Good to know you don't." Before Ferrin could respond Dimetri would dismiss him by turning and walking away.

The Mirialan wouldn't listen to anything Ferrin said at this point. He needed a drink. A fucking strong one. He'd pass Maura on his way to the bar, and she seemed to be doing alright. It was good to see she wouldn't allow bullies to bum her out. Dim would keep goin and sit back down at the bar. He wasn't feeling in a dancing mood right now.

When he got there, he'd notice Maura's datapad was still there. She's lucky it hadn't gotten swiped yet. The bartender came by and Dimetri would order up another glass while he sat. Once the drink came by he'd turn around on the chair and watch the dancefloor. He'll rejoin in a little bit, for now it was best he cooled off, got a little drunk, then came back for some fun.

@Altaris @everyone else

 

[Dash Pavan]

Dash had become such a slave to the rhythm it was hard to stop dancing, even when he heard a distant call. But then an excitable voice burst into his head (@LadyRen ) and made him stagger to a stop. He grabbed a nearby table edge to steady himself and looked around. He knew on some level that he'd had way too many rum mixers.

It was Liana's voice, he remembered - the cheery Padawan who he'd hung out with first thing this morning. He found her beaming face eventually, through the haze of the crowd, and rainbow-haired Maura next to her (@lizziie ). This was even crazier than that paintball party.

In his current mood, he didn't need calling over twice to dance. He waved to his Zeltron friends to take a timeout and then slipped through the press towards the two girls.

Navigating between the bodies was harder than dancing for the rather drunk Padawan, but he thought he passed a few familiar faces. Ciri (@Wit ) was there - another paintball veteran - handing out shots. That blue guy (@Altaris ) - was it Fez or something - and the green Dimetri (@Scoobert ) looking pretty and brooding by the bar.

There were others, but Dash's vision was a little blurred and did well to stay on course between the flashing lights and gyrating figures. He jumped the last bit of the way, sliding across the smooth dancefloor and ending up between the two girls.

"Hey girls. Can that be my move? The 'Dash slide?'" he smiled, panting. He still did his best to start dancing around the two girls, the rum meaning he had no inhibitions about getting up close and personal.

 

[Ezra Thorne]

Ezra was in a great place. He had a full on buzz going, and he saw the shots Ciri brought out. He grabbed one and threw it back. He didn’t stop moving, always swaying and grooving to the music. He forgot all about the earlier altercation, overhearing Lia about some pictures, “Maybe not..” He said as he danced a bit further away, not wanting his face splashed on social media.

He glanced over briefly and thought he saw a familiar shock of light blond hair (@Alhon). However, it was crowded and Ezra figured he imagined it. There was no way he was here, and he kicked himself for even thinking it. Ezra instead turned to Ciri (@Wit), “Why is this place full of Jedi? It’s a pretty sketch warehouse,” He asked with a light slur to his words. Truth be told, it was full of spice dealers and shady people. Did the Jedi show up to bust everyone? There was no way all of them were getting out without at least a few of them getting mugged.

After a while he caught Ferrin (@Altaris) dancing his usual flailing and walked over, “Okay, dude,” He said as he grabbed the Pantoran’s hands, “You don’t need to take an eye out everytime you dance,” He said with a faint grin, bringing his arms in closer. While still holding his hands, Ezra began to move and sway. After he took a step back, he effortlessly twirled Ferrin, finally helping him dance without flailing.

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri didn't stand around waiting for everyone to take the offered shots, it was a limited time courtesy and once the initial few shots were picked up, she scooped up the two extra leftovers and downed them herself, turning to Ezra mid-swig with a raised eyebrow as he asked her about all the Jedi.

"Padawans have a tendency for idiocy, they go where they aren't supposed to, do what they aren't expected to. I walked into this place hoping to escape Jedi company." She eyed the last shot she had consumed, the non-alcoholic one, it tasted horrible without the bitterness of the booze cancelling the overpowering sweetness. "A mistake on my part." (@Sreeya)

That realization would have irritated her normally, but buzzed as she was, the additional shots doing nothing to straighten her head, she just felt tired. Too tired to be pissed, too tired to consider the true ramifications of Ezra's question, and she realized, too tired to stand. So she just dropped the tray she was carrying onto the sticky floor, and plopped down on it. Taking a breather, she noticed a pair of chadra-fan dancing nearby, who noticed the sudden appearance of someone almost at eye-level with them, and waved at her and offered her another drink. Thankfully she shook her head and refused, but didn't do the same when one of them grabbed her hand and started dancing with her, the tray with the padawan seated on it now sliding around on the wet and sticky floor. Along the way she bumped into more than a few feet, mostly people she didn't know but also hitting Ferring hard in the shin. (@Altaris)

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[Liana Mason]

Liana's throat burned heavily and she wondered why anyone would voluntarily drink more of that stuff. She prefered sweet fruit juices, fancy flavors of Boba tee or classic, hot blue chocolate milks with extra whipped cream, grated chocolate and those honey-sweet cookies they usually offered in cafés.

Here, she obviously hadn't had the choice to refuse it, but she began to wonder how this shot would take its effects. Oh no...what if everything would get out of hand and she would indeed toss that sweater into the nearest corner and would end up slow-dancing with Reed like in those romantic holomovies she loved?!

OMG OMG OMG. Ciri would freak ouuuut and so would she! She would probably never stop giggling ever again! Those thoughts kept crossing her mind while she kept dancing to the music, letting the rhythm carry her effortlessly. Dancing was her favorite hobby and she was excited that Dash was finally accepting their invite.

"HEY DASH", she loudly greeted him, excitedly wrapping her arms around him and hugging him tightly as well (@Alhon) before she left him to his dance moves, curiosly waiting for what he had up his sleeve. "OH DOPE! That is absolutely great! We soooo gotta do that! I can't wait! I'll even let you choose the color!", she gleefully replied to Maura, cheerfully clapping after her dance. "And this robot was awesome! Now goooo Dash!". She danced rather casually while he was in the spotlight, but once he was done, it was finally her turn. "Okay, so watch this! I've professionalized some swortnite dances!". With that, she started with a classical, dynamic floss dance, before she fluidly switched into a more complicated one. She was an absolute pro at this and the wide, happy smile never left her lips.

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