Open Sith Life's a Beach

[Darth Draugr]

After the weird and uncomfortable experience with the Tusken Firrerreo, Draugr began searching for anything to drink. Alcohol would be the way he blanks it from his memory. So off to the side of the pool there was a man walking by with a case of Tres Equis. Draugr would signal to him with a wave of a hand to toss a couple of the forties, and the man complied. Opening one of the two Draugr would take a few gulps and let out a burp before moving again.

It was time to have a good conversation. He needed to make sure he could still speak well. So onward he would go. The water making for strong resistance against his walk to the edge of the pool on the other side where the tiefling woman sat (@lizziie ). He was interested to know who she was.

"Hey there! Can I get ya drink?"

He would announce as he leaned against the side of the pool setting his drinks in front of him and relaxing his forearms on the concrete. He would have an upward curve to his lips, close to a smile. His eyes relaxed as he let them rest on her. He was feeling some of the alcohol especially after gulping it down. He'd take a drink of his open forty and wait for an answer. In his mind he was living the life.

Damn.. I'm gonna need some more of this shit..

 

[Clove Vanhoop]

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Clove would be lying if she said she wasn't disappointed when Finn went to get a drink and didn't come back. She, apparently, wasn't the best at holding someone's attention. But, hey, this was her first real non-potluck party, and she's already met a lot of new people! So, despite failing to hold anyone's attention, she considered it a great success.

Clove continued to lean over the pool's edge, sipping from both her glass and bottle and enjoying the jets massaging her legs. Her gaze was drawn to the hot tub, where they appeared to be playing a game of truth or dare. It would explain why Altair was singing beautifully and why the girl with the fire red hair approached the red Zabrak and started seducing him... like a Tusken raider?

Her lips curled into an amused smile. While she had no intention of joining the group and bathing in the same hot tub as the Eternal, she couldn't deny that she enjoyed watching them have fun. It was as if she was watching her personal holonet movie! It also allowed her to look at both Nautolan's and Altair's abs without drawing attention to herself, which was always a plus!

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[John Q]

John had fallen asleep. Drool hung like a ladder down his lower lip. The crabs had no pity. They marched up his body and planted themselves at strategic pressure points and force meridians and when they were good and ready they attacked. In five hot seconds, John's body was pincered and incisored to bloody hell. Abruptly, he jolted awake. Uncertain where he was or what had happened, he let out a mighty force push and blew the crustaceans off him. They fell in death spirals on the sand in a pattern resembling a crab cake. Maybe it could replace the other cake he had defiled.

"Where the birthday boy? I got a present for him." John waved and shouted at Altan.

 

[Darth Tempest]

Eager to quickly move on Tiamat’s answer to the previous question, Vahliri let out one last annoyed huff and turned her attention back to Finn. This was, naturally, just in time to see Altair spit out his drink and mist poor Finn with his beer - completely soaking the unsuspecting Acolyte. The half-Annfyn’s eyes went wide, but she otherwise made a point not to linger on the issue after catching mortified expression on Altair’s face - hoping that both dudes would be able to quickly brush it off and move on.

Vahliri couldn’t help but roll her eyes and groan when Altair once again referred to her as a princess. Of course, her amber eyes widened when the Tiefling continued to blab on about her habit of clipping her toenails everywhere. “Altair!” She huffed, face turning ever-so-slightly red at the revelation.

The half-Annfyn glanced back to Finn as the fellow Acolyte fumbled his comm, only to save it just before dropping it to the bottom of the hot tub. She flashed the dude a sideways smile, her gaze lingering on his own for a moment before she noseily leaned over to Elina - sneaking a peak at whatever message the Firrerreo was sending and which contact she had selected out of Finn’s commlink. She wouldn’t reveal any of it, of course, until everyone had turn with the Acolyte’s commlink and it was passed back to Finn.

She glanced back to the Acolyte in question when Finn asked his question of Altair - blinking a few times before flashing the dude some serious side-eye for a moment or two. Why the hell was the Tiefling constantly in the hot seat with these kinds of questions? Vahliri glanced towards Altair next, his answer causing her fluted ears to flatten and flick around ever-so-slightly as she resisted the short-lived urge to remove herself from the hot tub.

She actively didn’t want to think about which commanding officer it might’ve been - especially considering that two names that were theoretically in the hat happened to be someone she actively couldn’t stand, and then her best friend.

Without a word, Vahliri glanced back over her shoulder and reached out with the Force - targeting an ice chest that had - for that moment - been left unattended. She pulled the chest over towards the edge of the hot tub - supplying the entire group with a fresh supply of drinks. Vahliri reached into the chest, swiping a beer that was half-buried in the ice.

She took a swig from her new drink, clearly feeling the healthy buzz at this point. “Alright,” She said, sinking back into the water a bit. “Someone hit me with a dare.” She leaned forward, eager to see what would come her way while Finn’s commlink continued to be passed around.

 

[Darth Tiamat]

Tiamat watched as Altair spray out his drink all over Finn, and though normally the sight would have brought more laughs. Instead the Force wrapped around some shot glasses and she quickly threw them back, feeling it burn down her throat. A natural lightweight, she wasn't going to need much to start not caring. She set down the empty glasses and shimmed down the side of the hot tub to grab a beer from one of the ice chests; she watched as Vahl seemed to be just beside herself with the focus on Altair. Her blue gaze settled on the Annfyn as her ears set flat against her head, and a devious smirk slowly formed. So was there something with her and Altair, how did she feel about Aadya who had a thing for Altair also.

The redhead took a long drink, already feeling a slight buzz from the shots. Vahl asked for another, this time a dare.

"Okay, I got a dare for you." she said as she sat back up a little straighter in the hot tub, "I dare you to rub Finn's armpits and then smell your fingers afterward." Tiamat said, her blue eyes leaving from Vahl to Finn and then back to Vahl again.

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[Finn Galfridian]

Finn brushed off the impromptu showed with a wave of his hand, and placed his glass on the edge of the tub before dunking himself entirely in the tub's hot water before rising up with a chuckle. He reached for his drink, but noticing Vahliri's smile he fumbled as he went to grab the glass and sent it tumbling over on the other side. It crashed to the floor, slipping its contents on the floor, but thankfully didn't shatter.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed as he reached over the edge to look at the mess he had given, flashing the other occupants of the hot tub with ample amounts of unintended ass-crack. He turned around and sat back in with a look on his face that was half amused, and half ashamed at finally getting in on the cool kids table and messing things up. Thankfully Vahl fixed at least one of his problems, his lack of a drink. And beer at that, which he was even more grateful for, glad to be rid of the horrendous concoction he had been drinking. Flashing her a wide smile, and a dorky thumbs up, he reached into the chest and grabbed a beer.

He was just taking his first sip when Tia dared Vahl, and he found himself covered in beer yet again as his mouth just hung open and the beer he had just sipped dribbled out as he blinked at Tia. Slamming his mouth shut, he raised a finger as if asking for a moment, and dunked himself in the water once more. Coming up soaked, and even cleaner than he had been a moment earlier, he gave Vahl a shrug and a weak smile. It was all he could do, a little out of his depth as he was.

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[Krinn Nelthar]

The party seems to go on around them, and Krinn lingers at the edge of the pool, still close the few that had attempted to talk with him. Water streams down his skin, as dark eyes trace the features of those that were present. He can hear the game taking place at the hot tub, the bold dares that slipped past humored lips. And, well... Krinn isn't entirely sure what to make of another Champion's brazen approach to Draugr, and the Tusken impression? It's a grating sound, one that makes him cringe. And perhaps it's the buzz of all the alcohol that he had consumed that eventually draws a delayed, albeit thin, smile across his lips. But, there is no bloodshed to be found here, no crimson plasma to taint the aquatic blues of the swimming pool. Draugr is as confused as anyone might be, but at the very least, there's no fight.

It seemed that even more patrons seemed interested in congregating at the bubbling hot tub, and really, that was fine with Krinn. He didn't mind having most of the pool to himself. The Nautolan seems to have relaxed a bit, leaning against the higher edge of the pool, silently enjoying the small, lapping waves that slap lightly against his reflective torso. His former thoughts that the pool was not nearly as pleasant as the sea seemed to be fading, but then again, everything seemed to be fading. Except the buzz in his thoughts. The warmth in his gut. The sensation of cloudiness that was slowly oozing across his owlish gaze. By that point, the conversation at the hut tub was little more than background noise. It isn't long until Krinn stirs again, though, because he suddenly feels hungry. And not merely a bit peckish, either.

Leaving his now empty beverage glass on the pavement before dragging his way clumsily out of the pool with nary a word spoken to those near him, Krinn finds himself moving back toward the bar, because there just so happened to be a grill there, as well. He's stumbling a bit, because the world seems unusually uneven, but the Sith makes it there without too much issue. At the very least, he doesn't slip and crack his skull open on the sandy path. He even manages to order a meal, seafood, of course. Though he had stated little more than 'fish' before nodding at whatever the chef questioned him about otherwise. He didn't really care about what kind of fish it was. He just wanted food. And when his plate is served, the smell of it is certainly savory. Krinn opts to return to the pool, rather than sit at the bar.

So, he stumbles his way back over to the water. Before he reaches it, however, he notices something rather peculiar about the slab of grilled fish on his plate. Krinn stops, sways a bit, peers at his intended lunch for several long moments, and then decides his curiosity felt unusually burning, because the fish did not look right, and he isn't sure if it's safe for him to eat. Looking up once again, the Sith sets his sights on the hot tub, where the patrons that were enjoying the heat, and their little game, would undoubtedly notice the less than graceful approach of an intoxicated nautolan with a plate of grilled fish. He stops at the edge for a few moments, peers between the faces with large eyes, and then, finally, he settles his gaze on the closest Sith to where he was standing. Altair (@Sreeya ).

Ah, yes. The birthday boy. He had given him shells. This was him, Krinn was certain. Or at least, he thinks he is.

"Hey." Krinn tries (and fails) to prod at him with a toe, and the effort nearly causes him to fall right in. Regaining his balance, the Champion points out his fish. "Why is this fish naked?" He deadpans to the tiefling, entirely serious. Leaning down to show the grilled fish to the others in the hot tub, he decides to offer a more accusatory inquiry. "Which one of you did this? Which one... which one of you is a fish stripper?" And, well, he leans forward just a bit too much, because Krinn is very suddenly teetering over the edge of the hot tub, and for a moment, he struggles to right himself, because he doesn't want to fall.

His plate is not so lucky. Even as Krinn regains his balance, the grilled fish streaks across the plate to splash into the water.

Krinn stares into the hot tub with wide eyes that seem to glow with sadness, because even if that fish had been naked, he still probably would have eaten it. He's still hungry.

Maybe he could get it out?

@Wit @Orbit @GABA @Altaris

 

[Altair Din]

Altair caught Vahl making eyes at the nerdy kid and was suddenly thankful no one could see the way his tail twitched in minor agitation beneath the water. Now that he was drunk, his inhibitions and logic were severely reduced. He turned instead to look at Tiamat, bursting out laughing once again at her dare suggestion. Altair drank from his new bottle of beer, feeling thoroughly inebriated. That was when he heard someone else, tilting his head to spot that Nautolan from earlier. The tiefling could practically see what was about to happen, but his reflexes were definitely slower right now.

The guy’s plate slanted over and the grilled fish sadly traversed the length of it and splooshed into the hot tub with an unimpressive display. Altair blinked down at it for a moment. After a second, the grilled fish emerged through the water again, this time pierced by the pointed end of his tail. Instead of handing it back to Krinn, Altair brought it up to himself, leaning in to take a bite. Though soggy, it was otherwise acceptable. He decided he was hungry enough to eat this and far too lazy to get a new one.

Altair had no idea what the hell Krinn was complaining about. In fact, he glanced around for any signs of these sexy aquatic strippers. Failing to spot any, he drew some conclusions, “Bro, you’re a legend,” He said with a slight slur of his words as he spoke, “Just so damn confidently batshit, my man, I dig it. Come join us, bro,” He said. With that, he gave a subtle jerk of his hand. The Force would coil around Krinn and make him topple over face first into the hot tub. Since he was already precariously positioned near the edge of the hot tub, there was little he could do. Of course, in his drunk state, Altair perhaps used more of the Force than was absolutely necessary. As a result, Krinn would be catapulted directly into Tiamat's (@GABA) cleavage as he fell.

“Aight, I wanna go next,” He called out to the group as he took another bite from the fish on a tail. He was ready for another Truth or Dare.

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[Soleil Altan]

Sol looked up from where he'd excavated his board, midway before downing the rest of his drink, eyes lighting up a bit at Zoella's reappearance. He lazily waved his drink-wielding hand to her and let the board fall to the sand. With a mischievous grin he nodded and pressed his foot down on the ignition- whereupon the board sputtered pitifully. Sol stared at it and tried again.

Nothing. Well, it was older than Sol, so maybe it was time to find a new one. He sighed and shrugged resignedly in Zoella's direction, deciding to get another drink and hang out with her for a bit instead of his plan. There was always Plan B! Eventually, Zoella had to wander off and do some other thing, so Sol looked around to see what was up.

He walked up to the hot tub gathering with a large cooler filled with both beer and Huttball-themed Emryc Energy to compliment the nearby open bar. There was talk about truths and dares he heard snippets of to get the idea, party noise and booms of blasting bass drowning out most other background noise. Soleil removed his shirt and sat at the edge, dipping just his feet into the bubbling water and working on another gin. A Wrean'd overheat pretty quick if they went all in, and by this point, he'd been drinking a good bit.

Soleil gave a lazily signed wave/salute in greeting and looked to Altair, who was apparently up in the game. He grinned at him and fished out a can of Emryc Energy with Altair breakdancing on the front, pausing to look bemusedly at the tail-speared bit of fish and Krinn halfway into Tiamat's lap. "Altair, Sol dares you to give someone here a lapdance," Clover the cat-droid translated for him, eyes glinting playfully as he offered over the Altair-themed energy drink.

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[Darth Tempest]

Vahliri kept her eyes on Finn for a moment or two longer, unable to help the way her lips tugged upwards when the fellow Acolyte turned towards her and flashed his own dorky thumbs-up and grin. The half-Annfyn turned back to the rest of the hot tub and took another swig from her beer bottle, honeyed eyes drifting from person to person as she waited for someone to take her up on the truth or dare.

Of course, her confident smile died a bit when Tiamat - once again - stepped in to dole out the dare. At this point, the half-Annfyn was growing increasingly aware of how evil the redhead was when it came to this game, and already knew she was in for some bullshit before the woman even opened her mouth. The moment she did, however, Vahliri’s own jaw dropped ever-so-slightly in response. The half-Annfyn let out a prolonged groan when Altair and the others started busting up laughing, completely missing the fact that Finn drooled out all of his beer. Nevertheless, a dare was a dare and Vahl wasn’t about to back out of this one.

She turned towards Finn at that moment, only to see the fellow Acolyte raise a finger before abruptly dunking himself under the water to get a bit more clean before the dare. Vahliri couldn’t help but smile widely in response as Acolyte as he came up from the water, proceeding to shift where she was positioned in the hot tub and make her way over to sit beside Finn.

Sitting just beside the fellow Acolyte, Vahliri gestured for the dude to raise his arm before fishing one of her hands underneath his shirt. Just as she was dared to do, the half-Annfyn worked her way down to the Acolyte’s armpit and drew her fingers across his underarm - hoping that the Acolyte didn’t turn out to be overly ticklish as she did so. After a few moments, Vahliri withdrew her hand from his shirt and brought her hand up to her face, taking in a breath through her nostrils.

If the fellow Acolyte had any kind of funk, Vahliri certainly didn’t let it manifest on her expression - managing to keep a completely straight face and shrug her shoulders a bit at the supposed smell. She immediately dipped her hand down into the water after the dare was complete - perhaps a bit too quickly - and swiped her fingers through the water.

Vahliri flashed Finn one last smile and thumbs up before looking back ahead - her attention drawn towards the Nautolan as he kind of just.. Appeared, on the scene. The half-Sephi blinked a few times, watching as he proceeded to drop his fish - only for Altair to fish it out with his own tail. The half-Annfyn grimaced slightly as the Tiefling began munching the raw fish like it was nothing.

Her eyes widened ever-so-slightly when Sol also arrived on the scene, listening as the protocol droid relayed the Wrean’s dare. She stared for a moment before turning her attention to Altair, watching the Tiefling as he completed the dare.

 

[Altair Din]

Altair was pretty sloshed by now and made a point of not looking at Vahliri. He focused instead on laughing at Tiamat’s new predicament and also Elina, two very fine redheads that were more than enough to keep his attention. He munched on the fish and finished it as a snack before chasing it down with a beer. However, when Vahliri did her dare, he couldn’t help but look, once again pushed to cracking up as she did her best to appear all prim and proper as if she hadn’t just sniffed someone’s pits.

The tiefling glanced over when Sol joined in, reaching for the energy drink that had him on it. Altair popped it open and took a long swig. When his dare was issued, he paused for a moment, looking around at everyone gathered in the hot tub and his prospects. After pondering for a few seconds, he reached over and grabbed his comlink, syncing it to a nearby speaker to play a ridiculous song to set the mood.

Altair never backed down from a dare, and when given one, he would commit. And so, he rose up from where he was sitting, turned around and stood with his back facing…

Sol himself.

The tiefling began to move to the song, shaking his ass and swaying his hips and torso to the song in Sol's face. Altair looked out at the others in the hot tub, giving them bedroom eyes while he ran his hands dramatically down his own wet, chiseled torso and abs. He took the goofy song entirely seriously, gyrating and dancing to the beat right on Sol’s lap. At some point, he gazed up at the ladies and flashed them a grin as his thumbs hooked around the rim of his trunks, tugging teasingly just enough to show off his defined hip bones. He stopped there before turning around now to face Sol so the poor Acolyte now had washboard abs and pecs all up in his business. Altair planted a hand on Sol’s shoulder and kept dancing, not even looking at the dude as he just plain grooved and enjoyed himself. Even his tail was swaying back and forth to the beat, his hips now doing comical pelvic thrusts to the rhythm to completely embarrass Sol. The ladies in the meantime would get a nice show of his defined booty waving in front of them.

Altair continued till the song finally came to an end before stepping off Sol. He chuckled to himself before taking another long swig of the energy drink.

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[Imani Din]

The Nautolan she'd wanted to introduce herself to was soon overshadowed by a new figure entering the fray. A wave of water splashed her way, and so she threw her hand over the opening of the glass, saving it from the fate of being diluted by chlorinated pool water. Irritation was the first emotion to surface, but it was quickly smoothed over when the Zabrak stood up out of the water.

Imani instantly recognized the Sith Lord, but that didn't stop her from giving the Zabrak the good ol' up and down. She wasn't the only one who seemed to fancy the man, though. A woman with hair even redder than Draugr skin appeared, gliding into the pool with very clear intentions. Imani found herself watching too, unsure of whether she found the Zabrak or the Firrereo more appealing to her eye.

When the woman opened her mouth and began to speak in a growling tone, Imani couldn't help but laugh at the unexpected nature of it. "What the hell?" Whether it was a joke or just the woman's language, the red-haired woman did a damn good job at playing her game, even if the words that tumbled out of her mouth sounded like growled gibberish to the Tiefling.

Imani was still ripe with amusement when the Zabrak left the situation and her surprise that he'd decided to come her way only amplified it. Could he buy her a drink?

"Absolutely," came her answer, spoken with a bit more of the drawl of her accent than she might have otherwise let through. She'd happily chat with - or chat up - the man. Imani set her wine glass down to the side somewhere behind her, then smirked down at the partially-submerged Zabrak. "What's the Lord Draugr doin' here? Celebratin' Altair's win, or his birthday?"

If he was going to be here, she might stick around a bit longer than to just wish her Tai a happy birthday.

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[Elina Zelle]

After Elina saw she failed spectacularly with Draugr, she dropped her hands into the water while her shoulder slumped as well. At such a refined order given to her, she raised her hands from and did jazz hands as she spoke, "It was just a dare to flirt and braid my hair." When he told her touching was weird, she just rolled her eyes before flicking some water at him, the few gulps of rum dictating her actions slightly.

She swam back over to the hot tub before getting in, the temperature of the water a sharp contrast to the pool. Elina's new seat was next to an equally new face and she grinned at him, "Hello, charming." But that's when he had been dared to give up the phone to let them scour through his contacts and he first handed it to her. Elina's eyes widened slightly in shock before she snagged it eagerly given her drunk state and realizing the opportunity.

As Elina fixated on the comm and flipped through contacts, more truths and dares were passed back and forth. A few of them drew her gaze up, especially Altair's statement about his Jedi temple fiasco. But, her eyes would quickly shoot back down as she found one that stood out, a name with a couple of emojis listed by it. The hundred percent, flexing arm, and devil face made her assume it had to be one of Finn's close friends. At first, she started to text but couldn't think of anything good to start with.

That's when Altair was dared to give a lap dance and decided to give the show to the one who issued the challenge. Elina couldn't help but have her eyes follow as she became distracted, more amused as the tiefling fully got into it. But she realized she was holding up the line and needed to pass the comm. She gave up on texting a message and instead went with her gut as she pressed a button and lifted the comm to her ear.

After the music had turned down and Altair still remained residing above Sol, another "KREEHH ERHHH EHH!" would rip out from Elina's throat after her recent practice. If others looked at her, they would find the comm a few inches away from her mouth, "You send the fucking money to me or he's a goner! You hear me?! I'll make them tear him up I swear!" Her voice would have a slight accent, one she thought sounded more criminal to her at least.

With a press of a button, Elina hung up and held the phone out for someone else to take. She then looked over to Finn, her normal grin back as she gave a slight shrug, "I think that was your best friend but I'm not sure if he answered or not."

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[Finn Galfridian]

Finn, despite his general levels of hygiene, had been worried about the dare. What if he had bad body odor and just didn't know? The cons of having most of your interactions with people on the holonet was that you couldn't really tell if you smelt like a rancor, or sounded like a kowakian monkey-lizard. Needed personal interactions for that, and this was the first time he was having one of such an intimate nature. So when she didn't react in an obviously negative way Finn was relieved. He smiled awkwardly at Vahl, and thought of saying something clever or suave, but drew a blank and instead took a sip of his drink.

He turned his attention to the others, to the new arrivals and the dare that the less clumsy of the two had given Altair. Oddly enough he felt a sudden pang of alarm as he wondered who the tiefling would give the lap dance to. In that weird, illogical way insipient attractions, he found himself wishing his target was not the Sephi girl sitting next to him. So when he turned the dare on Sol himself he let out a sigh of relief, and took another, more enthusiastic, sip of his beer.

He was thoroughly enjoying himself, so much so that he wasn't even worried about what Elina was doing with him comm. He even laughed when she spoke to whoever she had on the other side. It was only when she cut the call, and was handing on the comm that he got a brief look at the contact that had been on the call. His eyes widened, and he visibly and audibly gulped.

"You.." He muttered as he stared at her with a bemused look on his face, unsure if he should laugh or be terrified. "You just called my pops. I..let's just not pick up if he calls back, okay?" He made the plea to whoever had received the comm from Elina, and took another sip, before letting out another chuckle. He was just drunk enough now that the humor of it all outweighed the terror of whatever reaction his crazy authoritarian dad would have.

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[Darth Tiamat]

First came the fish steaks as they plopped into the water in a sequence that would have impressed space Olympic synchronized swimmers. There were many things she would eat, but fish in hot tub, arm-pit and alcohol water was not one of them. Tiamat had watched as Vahl acted as though she were being tortured in this game while Finn seemed to be taken aback, beer falling from his mouth that only made Tiamat giggle more. Furiously rubbing her fingers under his pits, Vahl took a whiff, but her face did not betray how he smelled and Tiamat did not find her super serious persona at all fun; and instead she internally grimaced. Is that me at socials?

As her thoughts floated more slowly, so did her perceptions as her attention turned back to the guy who brought the fish steaks that were still floating in the hot tub. He was invited to get in, join them instead of lingering; Altair aided in his entrance with just a little too much momentum. It took Tiamat a moment to realize what was happening as now time seemed to slow and there was nothing she could do stop Krinn as his entire face fell into her bosom. Warm water splashed in her face and tentacles floated just beneath her chin.

She looked absolutely horrified and slowly she just begun to sink into the water, peeling Krinns face from her cleavage and hiding her bright red face, of course while saving the beer as she held it high above her head and above water. Tiamat was uncertain how long she was under water, but made sure to scoot away from Krinn, coming up to watch as Altair's hips and tail nearly smacked her in the face as he did his lap dance for Sol. Blues widening again as she felt she had landed in bizarro world as Altair gyrated away. Deciding she had too much she started to figure out how to climb out of the hot tub.

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[Soleil Altan]

Soleil just about choked on his drink mid-sip as Altair firmly placed his firm rear toward *him* out of everyone else, coughing and sputtering. He'd expected one of the ladies he was into to get the hot seat, not himself! Dark brows shot up toward his hairline, jaw hanging open from shock. His spine straightened up as he watched the lap dance from a much closer distance than he'd been prepared for. Sol was too not-straight for this. The song itself resulted in a short snort of laughter, for fuck's sake.

With the Tiefling's ass and tail rhythmically swaying back and forth in his face he kept his hands firmly gripping the hot tub's edge, expression stuck comically between grinning amusement, surprise, and being utterly mortified. His gaze glued itself to the Tiefling's teased hip bones a little too long, only rising back up after he'd spun around and gave Sol a good show of abs so shredded one could grind meat on them. Not now, gay thoughts!

Sol involuntarily made a few little movements that were translatable Lorrdian, leading RoboCat to translate, "Nice a-" before the Wrean gave it a sideline glare. How a droid cat managed to look smugly amused was a mystery. He wasn't uncomfortable, just really embarrassed at getting reverse-carded into a gyrating eyeful of Tiefling.

He'd leaned back a little, which did absolutely nothing after the Tiefling's hand planted itself on Sol's shoulder. His face was notably redder by the time Altair turned around, head slightly turned away, although he was still definitely watching and trying to keep up an increasingly cracking self-confident grin. At least right up until the pelvic thrusting completely broke him and a bout of silent, embarrassed laughter uncontrollably shook his whole body, waving his hands between Altair and himself.

Safe to say his dare backfired; there wasn't even a blush on Altair's face and Soleil looked and felt like he was overheating. As the other man stepped off Sol's feet left the water and his legs immediately crossed, trying to surreptitiously adjust how he was sitting as Altair stepped off. Good-naturedly he let out a cartoonish wolf whistle that turned into more quiet laughter near the end. Sol cleared his throat and took a gulp of his mixed drink, deciding he needed to be drunker for this game.

"Sol can go next," the cat said while the Wrean lightly slapped his cheeks with both hands to clear his head. The Sol in question shot the droid a look like he'd been betrayed.

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[Darth Draugr]

When the lady had accepted his offer to accept the drink, he simply grabbed his second Tres Equis and handed it over to her. A reassuring nod would follow to let her know it was the good stuff. Yes it was beer, but it was some of the strongest beer around. If she was into that then praise be.

"I suppose I am celebrating both. He has done good things for the Empire.. though he is the source of headaches when it comes to teen girl drama."

Draugr would immediately down another gulp of his beverage. Then he remembered he didn't ask for a name yet. She's still unknown to him.

"What is your name by the way? I would give you mine but it seems you already know who I am.."

He gave a slight chuckle following his words, awaiting the name of the woman he had come to conversate with. She seemed like a lovely person so maybe she wouldn't get Tusken Raidery with the Lord and just talk like a normal person. The young ones are getting complacent and are lucky he decided beforehand he didn't want to deal with drama.

@lizziie

 

[Darth Tempest]

Vahliri was more than happy to quickly move on from the previous dare - brushing past the fact that she had just taken a whiff of some dude's pits. While Finn admittedly didn’t smell terrible, Altair and the rest of the AcoSquad - those that knew her best - would know that the half-Annfyn was likely internally screeching at the prospect of having just dug her fingers in someone’s armpit. She glanced over at Finn, catching sight of the Acolyte smiling back at her. She clearly noted the almost sheepish and awkward expression, and the half-Annfyn couldn’t help the way her own lips warmly tugged wide in response - amber eyes lingering on him for a moment or two.

Her attention was drawn back towards the rest of the hot tub when Altair rose up to complete the dare - anticipation clear in her eyes as she waited to see who out of the hot tub he would pick - whether it herself or any of the others. Her eyes widened significantly when it ended up being Sol himself - a few involuntary giggles escaping from the half-Annfyn as the Wrean Acolyte immediately straightened and looked entirely shocked as his own dare backfired on him.

Of course, Vahliri’s gaze didn’t linger on Sol or his comically shocked expression for very long - shifting to fixate onto Altair as he got into the dancing. Her eyes not-so-subtly wandered across the Tiefling’s muscular physique as he grooved and gyrated in the Wrean Acolyte’s lap, rising up to meet Altair’s violet eyes when he flashed that sultry look back towards the rest of the group. He would instantly see the way her face turned ever-so-slightly red - fluted ears swiveling, just as he had seen them do countless times prior to that moment. Her hand rose up from the hand, hooking a single finger around a loose strand of her hair to toy with it idly as she watched.

Vahliri took another swig from her beer bottle when the song came to an end, clearing her throat a bit for no particular reason at all. The half-Annfyn flashed the protocol cat an approving grin as the mechanical assistant proceeded to utterly betray Sol at the last minute, prompting the half-Annfyn to lean forward a bit where she was sitting. “Alright, how ‘bout a truth..” He tapped her finger against her beer, thinking for a moment. “What is your deepest, darkest secret?”

@Sreeya @Mr. Teatime @Orbit @Wit @GABA @everyone else not in the hot tub

 

[Altair Din]

Altair was entirely oblivious to Sol’s discomfort or his sudden gay crisis. The tiefling was oblivious in general, and especially so because he had little interest in how other dudes operated. Instead his violet gaze surveyed the cheesy and nauseating smiley exchanges between Vahliri and Finn. Altair followed this up by chugging the rest of his bottle and setting it down. While more dares were going on, he spun around, planted his hands on the edge of the hot tub and vaulted himself over the edge. The tiefling shook the water out of his hair as he kept walking, making his way over towards the pool. He looked around for Aadya, spotting her briefly in a crowd of people. If she met his eyes, he would jut his chin and flash her an inviting grin. Regardless, he kept walking, almost tripping over himself when he spotted a pair of familiar horns.

Nani?!!?

What the hell was his sister doing there? Altair was drunk and had to squint to make sure he was seeing right. Was she mackin’ on Draugr of all people? Damn. The tiefling observed for a moment before shaking his head and walking past the pool and towards the beach. Altair looked towards some jet skis and surfboards, debating which one to take. For now he simply plopped down in the sand, extending his feet into the water and enjoying the heat of the sun on his body.

A droid walked over and he snagged a fruity drink, leaning backwards to prop himself up on his elbows. For now, he simply watched and felt the waves, the music and party noises heavily blurred in the distance.

 

[Darth Tempest]

As she waited for Sol to confess to his darkest secret, Vahliri let her eyes wander across the rest of the hot tub - taking a quick glance to see who was up in passing around Finn’s commlink. She felt the faintest pang of sympathy for the dude, but it was rapidly drowned out by the fact that the entire thing was hilarious to witness.

As she glanced around the hot tub, Vahliri didn’t miss the way that the Tiefling was looking between her and Finn, only to chug the rest of his drink and proceed to remove himself from the hot tub without a single word. Vahliri couldn’t help but blink a few times, her fluted ears tilting downward as a faint frown tugged at her lips. She knew the Tiefling well enough to know when he was agitated about something, and his reaction caught the girl entirely off guard. What was that about? The half-Annfyn’s gaze followed Altair as he walked across the beach without stopping, her eyes only flicking away and towards Aadya when Altair jutted his chin at the Firrerreo.

Ugh.

Vahliri turned back ahead, throwing back the last of her beer, fluted ears flattening a bit. The half-Annfyn considered following Altair out onto the beach, but decided to get a bit more fun out of the game before she ditched out. And the half-Annfyn knew exactly who was deserving of a dare this go around.

“Tiamat,” She turned towards the redhead, flashing the woman a wide grin. “You haven’t had a dare in forever. Your turn.” The half-Annfyn tapped her chin, thinking for a long moment before she spoke again. “I dare you tooooo…” She grinned. “Text your closest female friend and tell them that you’re pregnant. You're not allowed to respond to any follow-up calls or text for an hour.”

@Sreeya @GABA [/abox3]