What does the Hutt drink

[Dóiteán]

Calrissian Hall. A place many criminals knew of. If you wanted information, that was the place to go. The hall was a frequent for gamblers for the numerous betting booths and sabacc tables. The skyscraper was also a place Borgeye frequented. The Hutt never went to the cantinas or betting halls on Nar Kreeta. Borgeye's yacht began it's decent onto Nar Shaddaa, heading for Calrissian Hall. The Grandio Bargon moved slowly to the building. Arriving at the building, the ship pulled into a yacht sized parking spot.

A ramp extended from the yacht shortly after they stopped. Walking down the ramp was two Gamorrean guards, followed by Borgeye and a Twi'lek aide, then four Wookie guards. They walked to an elevator that took them to one of the bars that the cartel frequented when any of the members were there. It was one of Borgeye's favorite cantinas. The elevator stopped and the group strode to a corner that was specially designed for Hutt patrons. <Trel, go get me a drink. A proper one.>, the Hutt told his aide as the six guards took up position near him.

Trel went to the bar an ordered Borgeye Nectarwine. It was the Hutt's favorite beverage. Trel returned to Borgeye with the drink in hand. The Twi'lek handed the Hutt the drink before standing next to him. <What's the status on our operations on Ryloth?>, the Hutt asked. <Besides a few riots, everything is going smoothly your excellency.>, Trel responded to Borgeye.

 

[Dargeth The Hunter.]

He sat at a lounge his form seemingly without any weapon's and for once that was a surprise for he was usually armed to the teeth, his only weapon was the Gaderfii stick and the three throwing spikes imbedded into the dreadlocks. As waitress appeared with a strong drink of Flameout and he grunted as he took it and tossed a few credit's onto the platter, leaning back his eyes closed as he relaxed for the first time in a while and he felt himself grunting. Already he was growing restless and he found himself wondering what the next job would be and he grinned lightly, lifting the drink he simply swallowed in in one large swallow and the spiced drink caused him to briefly let out a cough in surprise.

Growng up in the desert he was used to harsh desert heat on his throat but even this was enough to surprise him, tossing the glass onto the loungue he felt the soft wait of the Hoojib land on his stomach and he sighed and opened his eyes. The little creature churbled happily and Dargeth sighed " you know, you get caught feeding here, the cartel will take my damn bounty money ", the Hoojib simply curled up contently and Dargeth chuckled his large hand rising to gently stroke the animal's fur.

 

[Dóiteán]

The Hutt watched the many girls dancing in the cantina, it was something he liked about the place. Borgeye sat there drinking his Nectarwine. Though it was pricey, it was worth it to the Hutt. He sat there thinking of possible planets that he could expand his slavery ring to. He wondered if the trading routes would help him expand. He sat deep in thought, guarded by his six guards. Trel was thinking along the same lines but had his datapad out, checking possibly routes they could use. Borgeye finished off his drink and ordered another, as well as some paddy frogs. Trel went to collect the drink and food. Grabbing them, he returned to Borgeye and placed them on the table. Borgeye then grabbed a paddy frog and popped it into his mouth.

 

[Dargeth The Hunter.]

Seeing the Hutt his eyebrow rose and he slid the Hoojib up and pulled out a small bag like hammock and slipped the dozing Hoojib into it, lightly placing it around his body like a sling he rose grabbing the Gaderffi stick and made his way toward's the hutt. The Gaurds would notice him and he simply held the stick out for one of the gaurd's to take into his possession, even though he was a Cartel he knew that the hutt's trust nobody, not even their own spawn. As he bowed curtly he murmured " Your excellence, it is good to see you in such health and stature, i hope your many.....pie's are feeding you well ", knowing the possibility that anyone could listen in he resorted to huttse as his lips curled into a small grin.

Rising he lifted a hand to open his coat wide making sure no sudden movment's and withdrew a small box and he slid it open, inside sat a small Flame Gem, although not large it was a crystal colour but as the light hit it, small flashes of red and blue coursed through it. " In my clan it is customary that during a union of mates, or one moves to another clan, that clan's elder's are given a tribute of respect, i hope you will accept mine? ". He grinned lightly as the jewel caught the light and flared a deep crimson in colour almost like the planet's core was mirrored in it, he found himself looking at the Hutt.

There was Respect and then there was utter cowardace and grovelling, he would no neither to the hutt, he had respect but he wanted the Hutt to realize he was not someone to be pushed around. Although the Hutt's had his loyalty the last person to offer him a job had ended up with a sword through him, the man had tried to pander to Dargeth then intimidate then finally threaten. The threat's had barley began when Dargeth's sword had slide under the table and into the man's stomach, the man had survived of course but every time he laughed or coughed, the sharp pain lingering reminded him of Dargeth.

The Gem had been aqquired from a cave deep within the Desert that he had found as a youngster and it had taken him a few day's after the hunt on Tattooine to find it, the entrance was at one of the man watering springs dotting the desert plain's, it having been hidden well by the young Raider. Already he found himself liking the Cartel as his employer and the new crew were fitting in quite well, as he looked up at the hutt he raised an eyebrow " i also hope your Cantina is not too badly damaged " a few days prior someone had mentioned the ship in a bad way. While not the most advanced of ship's it was the only home he knew outside of the desert, the result had been that Dargeth had gotten into a fight with three of the men and a Grammorean, it had ended up with the Grammorean being thrown over the bar and the three men suffering from various broken bones, a light lesson for Dargeth in respect.