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[Malius Vanis]

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The Slimy Hutt Cantina, Coruscant.

The Slimy Hutt Cantina was a rather large and busy cantina in the somewhat upper levels of Coruscant. The place was frequented by the shadier side of Coruscant but it was still rather reputable. A female Twi-lek could be heard singing on stage as the cantina's guests listened to her melodious voice.

Malius Vanis sat alone at a table which was actually meant for a group, but nobody was brave enough to confront a Sith about this fact and as such he was left in relative peace by the cantina's security and staff.

A Twi-lek waitress came to his table with a smile. "What can I get you, sir?" Malius looked at her for a moment before answering. "Your best whisky please." The waitress nodded and returned shortly after, with his drink, Malius paid her and leaned back as he sipped his drink. He was pleased with the unification of the Republica and the Old Empire, he was especially pleased as he had been a part of the Old Empire.

He looked around the cantina in search for someone interesting he could talk to, sitting alone at a table had become a bit boring and if nobody would come he would call it a night and head home, he thought to himself as he lit himself a cigarette.

 

[Flora Bruns]

She come to this shady bar, to look for new contacts for her pirate expeditions. There was a twi'lek was singing, she was quite pleasant to listen too. Though she would prefer something, with a bit more of a kick. She head to the bar, and order and paid for a glass of dark rum. She did not like paying for things, as she liked to steal. Though she was not dumb enough to do that here, here she wanted to relax, and meet new people. She looked around the bar, for a palace to sit. She saw one next to rather nice looking bloke, she decide seeing he took up a few seats, she join him. As like why the feth not, as that was how she lived life.

She moved over to his table, and sat down with her rum. She had her back to him, as to wind him up a little. She did not ask permission to sit down, as he might of said no.

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Spoiler

she is an indie and privateer.

 

[Kerowyn Tempest]

-Mephisto's Lullaby-​

It was time to reappear in the Galaxy. For a time, Kerowyn had given in to her more basic desire to travel and attempt to locate ancient artifacts associated with her people. Her search turned up nothing, which wasn't too much of a surprise to the young woman. Their home planet had been all but lost centuries in the past, and though many of her kind had tried in vain to locate it, none that she was aware of succeeded.

The Vahla woman was clad in her usual armor, mask adorning her face as she entered the seedy bar from the side door, intent on grabbing a drink and maybe even gathering some information. What she found was a bar filled with lowlives and criminals, though the presence of other Sith was unmistakable through the Force. She could feel their dark coils around the bar, though her own cast a shadow across all light.

As she walked in, the room grew silent, save for the Twi'lek's gentle songs. Heads turned, patrons regarded her with a look of curiosity, fear, and disdain. The looks only fed into her ego, boosting her sense of confidence and ownership. Kerowyn walked with purpose, her back straight and her head held high. To those around her, it appeared as though she belonged here, and it seemed none would be stupid enough to challenge it.

Once she reached the bar, she tossed a couple credits across the counter and without saying a word motioned to a bottle of Corellian Ale that was displayed at the back. The bartender slid it over to her, catching it with her left hand, she immediately popped the cap off and downed a swig. Looking around, she could not help but notice the man who exuded Dark Energy sitting in her immediate area. Quite curiously, he was joined by a woman who shared the dark aura. Three Sith walk into a bar.

Sounded like the beginnings of a bad joke.

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[Darth Valravus]

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❅ THEME ❅​

Tonight was going to be so much fun, she just knew it. Despite the slightly poluted air of Coruscant she smelled excitement in the night life. She brought her rented swoop bike in for a stop and parked it. Dismounting she adjusted her outfit though she thought it felt rather comfortable. As she walked her leggings lit up primarily with her favorite color. At least she hoped not everybody was in cocktail dresses or in the opposite, full armor. At the thought of everyonee in a bar wearing full armor just sounded strange, at least an Imperial Bar. She could see Mandalorians or traditional Deucalians doing it but not Imperial citizens.

She was not as feminine as other females. Drali stood roughly one hundred and eighty centimeters tall and if she took off her jacket the others would see her tattoos along her back and shoulders indicating her heritage. But for now she would head into the club and go into to the bar. As she walked a pleasant smile was on her face. On the small of her back were her two lightsabers. Under one armpit she had a DH-7 blaster pistol but other than that had no other weaponry on her person.

Once she arrived at the bar she smiled at the bartender pleasantly who seemed to eye her ccuriously for a moment before she ordered a shot of accarrgm and a pink nebula. He poured the beverages while she looked around. It looked like a few various Imperial agents and Sith had arrived but nobody she really recognized. Her hips moved back and forth a littlee to the beat while she waited. When the bartender finished the libation preperation and presented her with the booze she paid him and thanked him. Drali then took the shot easily and then slammed it down on the bar, upside down. She let out a satisfied aaahhh.

Now she could sip the deliciously sweet drink in her hands. An indulgence she did not often get. She was practically giddy. She wondered what to do next now that she had a drink. If things did not turn up she might have to rouse the crowd. Zan would not be happy about that but Drali did not care, she was in control. Eventually she decided if that was the case she would just bar hop. For now her tasty beverage was enough to occupy her and perhaps a bit of music in the near future.

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[Darth Tagus]

Zeven had never actually set foot on Coruscant but he had decided to chance a little walk around the place. He had heard great things about the nightlife here and while it certainly beat the nightlife of Korriban, it was a little bit strange to see everything so filthy and government by neon and electricity. Back on Korriban most of the power was reserved for the government buildings so most bars and clubs and the like were rather dark and dingy by nature.

Not so around here it seemed.

Entering the club, Zeven realized that he probably stuck out like a sore thumb because he had his two lightsabers and he had elected to stay in his Sith armor. Thankfully it seemed to have the effect of merely acting like a police uniform - all it seemed to do was make people look at him like a piece of meat, which was new. Making his way to the bar itself, he placed his order for a rather simple whiskey from one of the inner rim worlds.

Looking around the club, he paused and blinked as he looked at the woman he was standing beside. She wasn;t someone he had expected here.

"Zan?" he called out to her, "I didn't think this would be your kind of scene."

Maybe there was more to the young woman than he realized?

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[Malius Vanis]

Malius was a bit surprised, to say the least when Flora sat down at his table with her back to him. He could feel her connection to the force almost immediately. Malius was silent for a few seconds, he looked at her back for a moment before speaking. "Is it custom on your planet to sit at someone else's table with your back turned?" Malius said in a joking manner.

He then sensed another presence, another Sith no doubt. He looked towards the bar and watched the masked woman at the bar for a moment. He would wait until their eyes would meet when they did he beckoned her to come to sit at his table. I already have someone sitting at my table, might as well fill it with more people. He thought to himself.

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[Flora Bruns]

She looked at @Malius Vanis, as he asked about the customs of Nar Shadda, well does she show him her customs and rob him? She figured that would be stupid idea, but he had asked for some of their customs nonetheless. She smiled and then her smiled broaden are she remembered what her mum said, she decided to repeat it. We taught not to give a feth, we charge instead. She giggled as she said it, in her mums world this words were true. She did charge, and in her world the mum jokes were true.

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[Darth Valravus]

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The woman stopped slurping down her beverage almost immediately when she heard her name called out. She turned to the side to see a green skinned man there, partial face tattoos. Drali had a pleasant smile on her face and raised brows. It took her a moment, she narrowed her eyes but then opened them realizing who he was. "Ohhai... yooouuu." She tried playing off like they were friends. The Deucalian woman actually had no idea if her other half was familiar with the man. Plus, she was pretty sure that he had been promoted recently and was not sure what kind of names or titles to use.

"I um, didn't expect to see you here either." She took a stab in the dark with the response. Judging by his attire and his own remark towards he she hopped it made sense. Maybe tonight Drali would just seem like a gal that had enjoyed her time off and was hitting the sauce. To emphasize this she stuck the straw back in her mouth and guzzled it quickly until the sound of air being sucked through the ice at the bottom of the glass was audible. Another satisfied aaah escaped her lips.

"You come alone?" She asked and looked around. Usually people had an entourage but in the Sith society it was not a surprise that there were a large number of independent and loner types. Drali rather liked being around other people and opened her posture up a bit, almost standing as tall as the Mirialan. When the bartender came around to pick up the glass she asked for another of the same drink.

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[Kyorus Draxx]

Kyorus was not exactly the outgoing type, but yet here he was, at some dark and dusty cantina. He wasn't exaclty sure why he decided to deligate anytime to exploring Coruscant when he could be instead focusing on his studies. He descended further into the depths of the cantina in search of a seat. "How is a place like this so god damn full?" He thought to himself.

He grew impatient and decided that he would offer someone an oppurtunity to give up their seat. He walked over to a random table, where two men sat. They immediately gave Kyorus dirty looks and motioned for him to scram. "Sorry fellas, but this table is mine now and it really is in your best interest to get up and leave, for your sake, not mine" He whispered. He had anticipated a fight but the two men almost instinctivly got up and rushed out the door. "Never knew I was that scary" He said aloud and chuckled. Kyorus dusted off the seat and sat down, he was not in the mood for antics but something told him in a place like this, it was inevitable.

 

[Darth Tagus]

What.

He had gone on a couple of missions with Zan before but the woman in front of him was acting almost completely differently to how Zan had acted. Zan had been brash and bold and, well, the typical Deucalian warrior and this young woman looked like she was out from her sorority looking for a good time in a Sith bar.

Accepting his drink from the bartender, he raised an eyebrow before humming.

"Alright - I'll bite." he joked lightly, "How many drinks has it taken to get you to stop acting like yourself and more... well... laid back?"

It was probably odd of him, of all people, to be telling her that she hadn't been able to relax considering his own habits but he was a Sith Lord - he was allowed a little bit of hypocrisy. Drinking, he paused for a moment before shrugging.

"I'm not one for an entourage but if you were trying to ask me if I came here without a partner? You would be correct and I would be interested to know why you ask."

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[Kerowyn Tempest]

There was someone else here. Someone powerful, far more powerful than she or any other Sith present. Unmistakable hatred emanated from the verdant skinned humanoid that seemed interested in catching up with a nearby female. Hmm. Another Sith Lord playboy? How many of those are we going to create in this new Empire...

For what it was worth, Kerowyn had been loyal to Darth Vrael until he met his end, and although she might not approve of the current leader and how he achieved his position - viewing it less as a power move and more as a politician's play - she was an Acolyte and thus was loyal to the current Emperor and his agents. Such agents as the powerhouse who stood but a few feet from her, chatting it away with a woman who honestly seemed to be acting like a sixteen-year-old.

She was silently beckoned to the table with the male Sith she had first noticed earlier, and the woman who did exude darkness but who's apparel seemed to mark them as a bounty hunter or wanderer.

They certainly didn't look the part of a Sith, now that she had enough time to observe the table she'd be joining. Bottle in her hand and caution thrown to the wind, Kerowyn casually sauntered over to the table and took a seat, drinking another sip before placing the bottle down gruffly and turning to the man and woman, looking them over with a look of curiosity. Not that they could see her face at all from within her helmet. "So. I'm here. Who are you and why did you call me over?"

 

[Darth Valravus]

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She shrugged like it was no big thing that she was acting differently. "Isn't it rude to ask a woman how much she's had to drink." She teased in response while avoiding the question slightly. "What can I say. I like to work hard and play hard." That was actually true. No matter which side of her was behind the wheel they both tended to do good work but Drali usually had less bar brawls and enjoyed civilized clubs where as her other side liked dive bars and seeder means of relaxation.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, in a little bit of a playful stare at his answer to her question. Drali wondered if he thought she was flirting with him. She debated going along with it but then thought better of it. Stringing along a Sith Lord just for some giggles was probably not a good idea. "I just ask because the more the merrier." She raised her new beverage after the bartender brought it back over to her.

"Soooo... if you're not much for an entourage that also makes me think you tend to avoid social gatherings like this. Why come to the party ZV?" The deucalian made an occasional glance around the room, seeing who was new faces. Her free hand tapped the bar counter to the beat habitually.

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[Kyorus Draxx]

Ever since Kyorus had got here, he had realised how mundane the night life on Coruscant really was. Or perhaps he was just not the partygoer he thought he may have been. However since he'd sat down he had observed the many faces around him and for some reason he had been fixated on one specific table. He didn't know why, after all these people didn't exactly seem like anything other than the normal people you'd find in this part of Coruscant but their outfits and demeanour intrigued him. "How mysterious." he thought. He wasn't sure if this was the right move but he decided since he wasn't planning on grabbing that drink he'd first came in for anymore, he would instead observe the trio that had peaked his interest in hopes of finding out why.

 

[Malius Vanis]

Malius chuckled at the words of Flora. "I suppose that's a good custom to have. I'm Malius, what's your name?" He was genuinely interested in the woman who had just suddenly decided to join his table, with her back turned to him nonetheless. Some Sith might have been offended by this, but Malius had found it interesting, to say the least.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the woman he had beckoned saunter towards the table and sit down. He silently observed her as she placed her bottle down, he looked at her for several seconds before opening his mouth to answer her question. "Malius Vanis, a pleasure to meet you," Malius said politely and if she had any experience with Sith nobles she would have no trouble discerning that he was from noble birth due to his accent and way of talking. "I could sense that you were Sith and you seemed to be quite interesting, considering you're wearing a helmet inside a cantina, also you were standing alone so I figured you would enjoy some company, which I assume you don't since you accepted my invitation to sit with me." He said with a small smile.

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[Kerowyn Tempest]

"Kerowyn Tempest. Though most simply call me Kero." He had a very distinctive and fluid tone to his words, and also carried an accent that seemed to be nobler than anything else. Her accent sounded most strange to humans, as though someone was pronunciating each vowel with a strange whimsy. A hard tone to describe, yet all too true in her case. She was Vahla, after all, and their native tongue was quite sophisticated. She looked the man over once and extended her own Force Aura to encompass the room temporarily, gingerly testing this one's power with her own presence. His reaction would be telling.

Kerowyn lifted her mask slightly and drank another bit of alcohol before placing the bottle back down and removing the helm completely, revealing her timber hair and lavender, crackling eyes. It had been a while since she'd taken the mask off, and it showed, as she was pale even by her people's standards. A lack of sunlight had cast a very pale white and grey marking on the skin of her face. There was no obvious dark side degradation, on the outside, at least that anyone could tell. "You're not entirely wrong. I am Sith, and I don't mind the company. Not right now, at least."

She then turned to the girl with an interesting glint in her eye. Why was she facing the opposite direction before Kero arrived, and even now sat in a strange way. She had the Force, and it had a Dark tinge to it, but it was unrefined and unfocused. Undisciplined... untrained. That was the only logical explanation for someone to possess such power and not have the ability to use it on command. If it where her personally, she'd have immediately found a teacher, as she had been forced to do when younger. Before the Sith, it was her father and brothers that taught her about the Force. How wrong they had been to reject all the power emotion could bring. "And you are?"

 

[Flora Bruns]

She smiled as @Malius Vanis asked her name, she replied Flora. Then he beckoned another woman over, hmmm what his game? She thought to herself. She took a sip of her rum, while she talked to him. The two talked, arw feth I am cantina full of sith, well it could be worse. They could be Jedi, as them guys don't even drink. The woman then asked her a question, the thing she being a sith, she figured she would answer Flora Burns, I transport goods about. As she talked, she was getting a little bit of the green eyed monster. She was enough surely for him, after all, she saw him first. As she answered, she shunted up the seat to sit next to him. So her hips touched his, and she put her glass next to his. She then turned to him and blanked the woman, and asked him So what do you? She was latecomer, she can find her own party.

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[Kyorus Draxx]

He'd been sitting here for a short amount of time but already he seemed to understand why they were so interesting to him. Atleast one of them wielded the force like him, however we wasn't sure who to be exact. He'd thought about going over to their table however this didn't seem like the right move. From what Kyorus had gathered the atmosphere at their table was tense. He thought to himself "If I put myself in a position of danger, this may not end well for me" However before he could finish contemplating his next move, he thought saw one of the members of the table eyeing him out of the corner of their eye. "Have they caught me?" Kyorus thought. Instead of revealing himself he waited to see if what he believed had actually happened. If he revealed himself too early and they hadn't caught him, his research may be compromised.

 

[Malius Vanis]

Malius regarded Kerowyn with interest, which only grew when he saw her take off the mask. He was visibly a bit surprised at her appearance, although Kero would be able to see that it was a pleasant surprise. "Pleasure to meet you Kero." He said with a smile before taking a sip from his drink.

He could feel the woman's aura suddenly encompassing the room, he grinned and did not seem bothered at all by this. "Are you testing my resolve Kero?" He slammed his whisky down in one shot and motioned one of the waitresses for another. "You'll have to do better than that." He said playfully.

He was surprised when Flora suddenly moved to sit next to him, her hips touching his own. He looked at her with curiosity. "I'm Sith, I kill all who stand in the way of the Sith Empire. Quite an exciting life but a deadly one as well." He said with a grin. "What kind of goods do you transport?"

 

[Kerowyn Tempest]

-Long May He Reign-​

Her expression didn't change in the slightest as the fellow Sith, Malius, looked her over with what appeared to be approval. She was unconcerned whether she attracted others, never truly had cared for the idea in the first place, it caused too many issues.

He took another sip of his drink, and she did the same, slowly letting the alcohol wash over her senses, causing a warm and tingling feeling in her stomach. If she tried to get up, Kerowyn was slightly concerned she'd fall over. She could use the Force to cause the alcohol's effects to diminish, but she figured that if this wasn't the point of drinking alcohol, what was?

Her little test had not gone unnoticed. He was unconcerned with the presence of her darkness enrapturing the area, and that caused a slight smile to form from her scowl. The man wasn't intimidated.

Good.

Such weakness would be a huge disadvantage, and it was good to see he did not possess that one particular issue. Of course, as with most of her family, she was attuned with the element of lightning and was naturally gifted in illusions. If she truly wanted to terrify him, she could have easily done so by causing strange and unnatural things to occur around them, using the Force to make it seem like some malevolent entity had decided to emerge from the underworld. Not today. Not... yet.

The girl, Flora, seemed clearly interested in him. Hmm. She didn't particularly care. But she did find it a little odd that another Sith was simply standing in the middle of the bar awkwardly, glancing occasionally in her direction and altogether looking suspicious. Again, not that she cared, but it was beginning to grate on her nerves and draw out her nonexistent patience. Raising her hand and pointing a single gloved finger, directly at him, she hissed. "You. Sit down or stop staring."

 

[Flora Bruns]

With the other girl seemingly out of the picture, she took a sip of her rum. She had finished her glass, she put on the table. So that @Malius Vanis could see she needed another drink, and he was expected to pay. I transport thing that people what transporting, I am not overly fussed about the cargo, just it gets to where I want it to be. This was a lie, she robs cargo ships, and then takes to one last remain strongholds of the Hutts, and sells and it to them. She heard @Kerowyn Tempest, talk to another man, she smiled. She may have tried to blank her, but she was not out the picture sith never were, not unless they were cold in their grave. Though even then they were not necessarily out of the picture, weird things have been rumored to happen. She waited for him to order her a drink, and then she sees what the night had in store for them.

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