As the drinks were lined up in front of the three, Aska’s smile began to grow to match that of a child on Life Day. Finally, she was doing something that she was good at. Something she was really good at. But Emryc was right in that they smelled horrendous… and she loved it.
”Not a damn clue, pal,” Aska laughed, leaning down and pulling off each of the high heel shoes she had been asked to wear. They were hurting her feet and at this point, she no longer cared about appearances. Barefoot was by far more comfortable. ”I just asked her for the nastiest possible thing she could make. Hey, girl!” Aska called out to the Twi’lek server after she stood up straight.
”Yes, ma’am?”
”The hell is this anyway?”
”It is called a Screaming Sarlaac. Preferred by the Weequay if I remember correctly,”
Turning back to Newton and Emryc, Aska flashed them a toothy grin. ”There ya go. Screaming Sarlaac. Sounds absolutely terrible. Game on, boys,” With that, Aska grabbed the first glass and tipped it back without a second thought. It went down just as she would expect, practically lighting her tongue and throat on fire. Still, she kept a straight face… but only just barely.
”Damn! That’ll put some lead in your pencil, eh Newton?” Aska laughed as she nudged the man’s well dressed shoulder, but her demeanor had quickly caught the attention of a middle aged man a few paces down the bar behind Emryc. Raising her eyebrow questioningly, she proceeded to raise her chin towards the man.
”Eyes back on your own drink, pal. Keep em off me, yea?”
“Well I never!” he replied with a huff before turning and walking back into the crowd. Mouthing profanities at the man as he put distance between them, Aska soon spotted Ali amongst the dancing crowd.
””Oh, you two should meet a friend of mine!” Placing two fingers in her mouth, Aska then let off a loud whistle that caught the attention of most everyone around her. ”Ali! Ali, come here!”
She didn’t fit in here. She knew it. It was no secret. And she just did not care.
@Bex @Rhogar @Sreeya @The Good Doctor
”Not a damn clue, pal,” Aska laughed, leaning down and pulling off each of the high heel shoes she had been asked to wear. They were hurting her feet and at this point, she no longer cared about appearances. Barefoot was by far more comfortable. ”I just asked her for the nastiest possible thing she could make. Hey, girl!” Aska called out to the Twi’lek server after she stood up straight.
”Yes, ma’am?”
”The hell is this anyway?”
”It is called a Screaming Sarlaac. Preferred by the Weequay if I remember correctly,”
Turning back to Newton and Emryc, Aska flashed them a toothy grin. ”There ya go. Screaming Sarlaac. Sounds absolutely terrible. Game on, boys,” With that, Aska grabbed the first glass and tipped it back without a second thought. It went down just as she would expect, practically lighting her tongue and throat on fire. Still, she kept a straight face… but only just barely.
”Damn! That’ll put some lead in your pencil, eh Newton?” Aska laughed as she nudged the man’s well dressed shoulder, but her demeanor had quickly caught the attention of a middle aged man a few paces down the bar behind Emryc. Raising her eyebrow questioningly, she proceeded to raise her chin towards the man.
”Eyes back on your own drink, pal. Keep em off me, yea?”
“Well I never!” he replied with a huff before turning and walking back into the crowd. Mouthing profanities at the man as he put distance between them, Aska soon spotted Ali amongst the dancing crowd.
””Oh, you two should meet a friend of mine!” Placing two fingers in her mouth, Aska then let off a loud whistle that caught the attention of most everyone around her. ”Ali! Ali, come here!”
She didn’t fit in here. She knew it. It was no secret. And she just did not care.
@Bex @Rhogar @Sreeya @The Good Doctor