Open Social Yavin IV When Ya-Win, Ya-Party...on Yavin

[Croia Than]

Croia heard the call for beerpong and she perked up, not before though when she caught the bronze gaze of a knight she had only knew in passing. He waved and smiled and in return she waved back, quickly catching step with the half-orcolan who announced he was in for the game. "Me too!" she said standing at the edge of the table and grabbed one of the solo cups that were being set up on the table and helped herself to its contents.

"I'm Croia," she introduced herself, giving a small wave to those who had come around the table already. Though upon seeing no one else taking a cup, she quickly returned it as to not interrupt too much with the set up. She stepped back from the edge of the table near Andros, scratching her head in slight embarrassment, hoping no one else noticed.

The music changed and Croia instantly felt herself vibe with the beat, shifting slightly in her stance back and forth as she waited for the game to start.

@Wit @Altaris @LilyNion @Jake

 

[Tazlen Axil]

Tazlen chuckled to himself as he was all but dragged out to the dance floor. He was both surprised and pleased to see this side of Zak. He hadn’t known the man to be entirely uptight, and this made him even more likable. It gave Tazlen hope that not everyone had their panties in a wad when it came to the upper echelon of Jedi. Granted, he hadn’t expected a blatant quip at Fynn so shortly after his death, but whatever, they had enough angst and moping.

He largely ignored the rest of the gathering as he focused on the Togruta, facing him with a teasing smile as his hands slid down the man’s sides to rest on his hips, “Well I have been a pretty good boy lately,” He leaned in closer, letting Zak see the glint of his pointed fangs, “But I suppose I can make an exception tonight.”

Tazlen abruptly spun him around, and pulled him close, pressing their bodies together with Zak's back against his chest. It was almost comical with how tall Zak was, but Tazlen didn’t care. He knew how to carry himself with confidence. His fingers dug into the sides of his hips as he moved to the beat, his face leaning in close to Zak's shoulder from behind.

@Apollyon

 

[Tahiri]

At a party like this, with the numbers that the Jedi had congregated in, it didn't take long for the table to fill up. First to arrive was a pretty orc-boy, Tahiri liked orc boys, their tusks tickled in a weird way when you kissed them, and this one had cute tusks. She was about to introduce herself when they were joined by another, a slightly older Cathar this time. Buzzed as she was, Tahiri's mind immediately went to one of her old roommates, who loved getting drunk and bragging about being a big booty cathar.

Thankfully she wasn't buzzed enough to share either of those thoughts out loud, and having poured out the beer into the last cup she instead greeted them with a smile. "Thanks," she said to Rose about the dancing comment, and held up the bottle of beer in her hand, the brand name visible on it, "all thanks to this guy. I got the moves like," she raised the bottle in cheers, showing the name jagger printed on it, but before she could finish they were joined by their fourth, and in the excitement she forgot the rest of what she was about to say.

"Woo hooo! Full boat!" She cheered, just as the song changed, and she let herself move to it for a moment before returning her attention to the table, and remembering she had yet to introduce herself. "I'm Tahiri," she said with a grin, "Crioa, Rose," she pointed at them one by one, sharing introductions, and gave the orc a wink as she finished with him, "Andros! Shall we play?"

Not waiting for an answer, she picked up a ball and tossed it towards the cups across from her. While she was a fairly good shot while piloting a ship, on land, with her own hands, she was an abysmal shot. And the alcohol did not help any. The ball, meant to be shot towards the cups on the other end of the table, bounced off of the edge of one of the cups close to her and bounced right back to smack her in the eye.

OOC: Rolled a 2/20 for toss.

@Altaris @LilyNion @GABA

 

[Rose De Fleur]

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"Hey, Croia." The Cathar smirked at the woman, her sharp gaze lingering on her eyes for a second or two as her pupils dilated slightly. Damn, they were beautiful. She wanted to say something about her ocean blue eyes, but Tahiri started the beer pong, so she bit her tongue and positioned herself in front of her cups instead.

Her attention was drawn back to Tahiri, who was doing the first throw. Somehow, magically, she missed so badly that the ball struck her in the eye. The Cathar grimaced and leaned in closer to the girl. "You okay there? You good to continue?" She flashed her a smirk, revealing her fangs, before grabbing a ball.

Whatever it was, whether it was the alcohol or the fact that it was Rose's first party in years, something in her wanted to have some fun and be a little more flashy, fully expecting things to go wrong.

Unless she was stopped because Tahiri's eye was more serious than expected, Rose closed her eyes and spun around three times on her bare feet before tossing the ball into the air and letting it bounce in whatever direction it pleased. Then she re-opened her eyes, watching the ball fly over to Tahiri. Somehow, her overly confident move paid off, as it homed straight for Tahiri's cups.

Oops. Tad bit awkward after her eye. Well, whatever! The Force willed it to be Tahiri's cup or something!

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OOC: Rolled a 19/20 for toss!
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[Sskaar]

Sskaar slithered into the room as best a towering and imposing Trandoshan could manage such a thing. Newly Knighted, parties had never been his scene. Trandoshans were already rare in the Jedi Order, even rarer at celebrations involving the Jedi Order, to the point where his mere presence in the room made him feel exposed. He should not have come. Not when it was such a clear day outside, and he could have spent it basking under the sun.

As it were, he found himself scrunched near the beginning of a game of beer pong: a game he did not know how to play with Jedi whose faces were unfamiliar to him. This resulted in him standing like a statue, looming over the game's participants, his reptilian eyes fixed on the proceedings so that he could avoid making eye contact with anybody. He could only imagine finding a giant snake-man staring at you would be pretty unsettling for the humans, never mind the other species.

It was only when one of the Padawans (@Wit) managed to bounce her own ball back into her eye that Sskaar broke his silence, startling another nameless Padawan who had clearly mistaken him for a house plant. "Ssscore," he said flatly.

Trandoshans weren't exactly known for their ability to sound sarcastic. Or, at least, he thought they weren't. Perhaps that was just another one of his many oddities.

 

[Brienna Lanaamer]

”We? These were for me! I have much more on my ship for later. You should try the mead,”

Bri caught the jest, but realized that part of the man probably wasn’t joking and could indeed drink everything that he had brought. She responded with a polite, acknowledging chuckle.

“It tastes like sweet honey and feels like liquid fire. You three look like fighters. Some of you might even get close to outdrinking me!”

The Jedi was not exactly the biggest drinker, but could appreciate the variety of concoctions that the Galaxy created. With so many cultures and flavors to draw from, the drinks themselves tended to be an extension of the people who made them. Eirik’s description of the mead did sound good. Bri was game and quickly drained the rest of her beer, making a slight grimace in doing so. She then took her glass and filled it with the dark honey colored liquid, taking a sip. Eirik (@Painus ) was right, there were sweet notes followed by a stinging alcoholic heat.

“Not bad,” she smiled to the other Jedi.

Likewise, she did appreciate being called a fighter, even if she wouldn’t classify herself as such. She turned her attention to the other Jedi who had joined their group (@Charles ) who had sparked on Eirik’s idea of a drinking contest.

"Well, I guess we'll never know if we don't find out for ourselves. No pauses... No spills... And no regurgitation!"

Bri held her glass up alongside the other two. Wait a minute, what exactly have I signed up for? The blonde Jedi was not a diminutive figure, but just based on appearances, both Eirik and Faen appeared to have a leg up on her. One thing she would not be doing however, was giving up. This is probably a terrible idea.

Realizing she had yet to introduce herself to her new drinking buddies, Bri waited for a lull in the conversation.

“I’m Bri by the way, nice to meet you guys”

She nodded as another man joined their group (@Jake )

 

[Andros Sahin]

With the drinks flowing and music thumping in his ears, Andros was already starting to loosen up - unable to help the tusk-filled smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. He took one final chuf from his drinks before discarding the empty solo cup into a nearby trashcan - bronze eyes flicking right back to the table. He pretended not to notice Croia downing one of the cups. “Nice to meet y’all,” He said. Of course, he didn’t miss the wink from Tahiri - drawing his attention and momentarily leaving him with a dumbstruck expression plastered across his face. He was suddenly far more aware the Padawan, and her name stuck in his mind above the others. The half-Orcolan was tempted to ditch the game and ask for a dance right then and there, but promptly decided to get a round or two in as Tahiri started the game. Instead, he merely allowed his gaze to linger a few moments longer - flashing her a wink in return.

Andros crossed his arms over his chest, fighting back a snicker as the pingpong ball came back and bounced off Tahiri’s face. It didn’t stop there, falling off the table and proceeding to bounce across the ground and towards the dancefloor. Probably a recipe for disaster, but Andros was too focused on the game to pay it much mind.

He glanced over to Rose as the Cathar landed her own ball, his lips tugging up a bit further when it landed right in Tahiri’s cup, “Damn, good arm,” He said towards Rose before jutting his chin to Tahiri’s cup. “Drink up,”

The half-Orcolan was about to take his own turn when he noticed the Trandoshan looming nearby, hearing those serpentine words only a moment after catching the fellow Jedi in his peripheral. Unlike some of his peeps, Andros didn’t even flinch at the larger dude - largely accustomed to all kinds of unconventional alien species, having lived on Tanaab and now the Jedi Temple, “Sup man,” Andros waved him over, “Got room for one more if you want to hop in,”

As he picked up the pingpong ball, Andros glanced back to the group, “How ‘bout we up the stakes?” He said with a playful glint in his bronze eyes, “If the ball lands in your cup, gotta take a dare from the group after drinkin'.” With that, Andros drew his arm back and confidently bounced the pingpong ball across the table and towards the cup.

And watched as it missed entirely, bouncing over the cups and continuing to roll past the table.

Roll: 9/20

@Wit @LilyNion @GABA @Malon

 

[Zakrym La]

When the pair made it into the dance floor, Zak felt Tazlen’s hands slide down his frame and come to a rest on his hips. In response, Zak’s arm wrapped behind Tazlen’s neck and his hand snaked into his hair. Zak leaned in when Tazlen spoke, he pressed his body up against Tazlen’s own and brought his face inches from his dance partners own. With Zak’s lips a breath away, an alluring and lustful smile would appear on his lips. They were so close that Zak could smell the liquor on Tazlen’s breath, it didn’t matter.

“I certainly hope you can.” Zak whispered in a flirtatious tone that carried the hint of something…else in it.

Zak was suddenly spun around, Tazlen pulled him in as his fingers dug into Zak’s hips. Zak ground himself back against Tazlen, slowly lowering his own body down Tazlen’s own. Zak’s hand that hand been intertwined in Tazlen’s hair only moments ago traced the side profile of the man’s face. The fingertips lightly running down from the tip of the man’s ear to his chin where it would stop.

As Zak slowly ground his way down Tazlen’s body, he would look up at the half-Annfyn, sudden downward pressure from his thumb would ensure eye contact between them. Zak’s hand would then be lowered and Zak would grasp onto Tazlen’s ass, his legs would straighten and his back would arch. As he did this, Zak would pull Tazlen even closer and then lean backwards into him.

“I am really hoping that you can.” Zak stated, raw hunger dripping from every syllable. His hand returning to run his fingers into Tazlen’s hair as he slowed the pace of his grind against him, waiting for Tazlen to take the lead.

@Sreeya

 

[Croia Than]

Croia waved in a return greeting to the cather prior and watched with anticipation as Tahiri went first, bouncing the ball across the table, only for it to return its bounce toward the Jedi and pop her in the eye. "Oo..." she grimaced and hissed, but quickly followed up with a laugh in gesture that everyone was still in good humor about the miscalculated ball bounce. Then Rose, the cathar, went next, and she did really well with her dance that went with the bounce. Croia smiled and clapped, hoping with excitement to see someone got the ball into the cup.

Her attention turned to Andros who went next, he suggested a dare if they landed the ball in the cup. "Aw yes! Lets do it!" she agreed, hoping the others would agree also as she looked at Tahiri and Rose. Though Andros would be spared from a dare as he popped the ball, it bounced and missed. Croia bounced on her heels in disappointment and excitement as she would be next as she called back the small ball to her palm.

Seeing this was simple enough, she took a deep breath, "Alright..." she whispered to herself and gave a gentle pop with her wrist, letting the ball bounce once, but then it was not enough momentum to bounce into the next cup, hitting the rim and rolling across the table, "Damn..." she pouted.

@Wit @Altaris @LilyNion

 

[Tazlen Axil]

Zak continued to surprise him. Taz felt the other man’s fingers curl into his hair, his grip on his hips tightening as Zak moved against him. The half Annfyn considered himself to be a man of restraint, and even then he was having a bit of a tough time. His nostrils flared and he exhaled as Zak ground against him, bending over and teasing, his body fighting to betray him. Taz grinned as he felt the grip on his ass, knowing exactly where the Togruta’s mind was.

When Zak came up again, Taz turned him around once more. For a moment he kept one hand casually on his hip while he faced him, flashing him a fanged grin, “Damn, I love when a man knows what he wants,” Tazlen all but growled, a bit of his predatory Firrerreo traits coming to surface then. His pupils narrowed to vertical slits, his own desires clear in his eyes.

Without warning, he gave a nudge with the Force to make Zak skid back and press against a wall almost roughly. Tazlen kept his gaze locked with Zak’s as he strode over, pinning Zak back with his own body. He eyed the other man for a moment before he reached up to grasp the top of a montral to yank his head down to Tazlen’s eye level. Briefly, he brushed his lips against the other man’s, but he didn’t kiss him, only teasingly lingering there. He instead jerked Zak’s head a bit to the side by the montral before leaning in against the crook of his neck. He dragged his fangs along the man’s skin, his hot breath tracing along it, “You sure you want the Jedi to see me unravel their Councilor in front of them?” Tazlen half growled as he kissed where he had pressed with his sharp fangs.

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[Zakrym La]

When Tazlen spun him back around, Zak knew exactly what would happen next. It wasn’t foresight, it wasn’t anything mystical, it was raw need, hunger, and lust that ignited. Even as Tazlen’s eyes narrowed to slits, Zak didn’t flinch, the desire in his own gaze matched Tazlen’s own. Zak felt his partner drawing on the Force, he could have overwhelmed him in a show of dominance to take control of their pairing, but he didn’t. When Tazlen used that nudge of the Force to pin Zak to the wall, Zak didn’t resist.

He wanted this.

Something that would be evident when Zak reached out in kind with the Living Force and pulled Tazlen into him. He grasped his partner’s waist as Tazlen jerked on his sensitive lekku, pain mixed with ecstasy. Zak pulled Tazlen into him, his tilted head leaning into the man’s neck in a mirrored display. Tazlen would feel Zak’s own maw of razor sharp needle teeth running down his neck, Zak’s hot breath coming in shallow gasps, and then the tip of Zak’s tongue as it traced up his neck.

Zak vaguely heard Tazlen speak, he barely understood him, his mind was swimming. One hand ripped free from Tazlen’s waist and blindly searched for a door while the other groped his partner. A handle was found and in a rush of desire and need it would be flung open with unseen power. Zak would roll them both into the darkness of the room, the door slamming shut behind them.

Everyone would likely hear the door slam shut. They would notice. Zak didn’t care.

@Sreeya

 

[Ruzaan Kai]

Ruzaan awoke with a start as light spilled into the closet where he'd been napping, although his position amidst the mops and general cleaning supplies shielded him from the casual observer. After missing out on on the defense of Yavin IV, he'd found the closets at the Jedi temple the perfect place to disappear to for a few hours when he needed to get out of his room. They were dark, quiet, and private... and apparently, those qualities meant they were also used for a different kind of sleeping than what Ruzaan had come to appreciate.

ohmystarsohmystarsohmystars Ruzaan scrambled to avoid the pair of bodies stumbling into the darkness, groggily navigating towards where he thought the door was while on his hands and knees. The door had to be there somewhere! He was bumping against knees, legs, mops, more legs...

Finally, he found it, but not before he became horrifyingly aware of why he'd been evicted. The younger Togruta stumbled out of the closet, bare feet flying across the floor as he beat a hasty retreat away from the closet that Zak and Taz had entered; his face an even deeper shade of red from embarrassment.

(OOC Ruz sleep roll 9/20, 8/20 for closet navigation)

 

[Tahiri]

"I..yeah, yeah," Tahiri replied as she did her best to blink away the tears, gesturing with her hands for Rose to keep the game going, "I'm fine. Fire away." As Rose prepared to toss, doing her spins, Tahiri managed to wipe the tears from her eyes and grinned at Sskaar, giving him a thumbs up. She might not be too drunk to make a fool of herself, but she was drunk enough that she didn't even consider that his comment was anything other than encouraging. Right now, everyone was her fan.

"More beer," she proclaimed as Rose landed her ball in one of her cups, "just what the doctor ordered!" Downing the drink in one gulp, she set the cup down on the side of the table, and watched as Andros missed his shot as well, though not as spectacularly as she had.

Nodding and grinning in agreement to the proposed amendment to the rules of the game, she watched as Croia went next and missed as well. "I think this table might be cursed," she muttered as she patted Croia on the shoulder, before turning to give Rose a overly dramatic glare, "I bet it was you! Well, no more, you're going down fangs! Prepare to spill your deepest, darkest secrets!" Pointing two fingers at her own eyes, then at Rose, and then back at herself, she picked up a ball and tossed it straight for one of Rose's cups, only for it to fly right over the Cathar's head, and land in plateful of food that a passing Houk was carrying.

Tahiri, well aware of the legandayr short tempers of the Houks, prepared for the worst as he came barelling towards them, only for him to give the group a quick laugh. "Not much of an arm on this on, eh? The secret," he said as he wiped the ball clean on a napkin and held it out to her, "is to not aim for my plate."

He walked away, returning his attention to his food, Tahiri left counting her lucky stars that this wasn't a Sith party, he would likely have ripped her arms off, or set her on fire or something.

OOC: Rolled a 4/20 for toss.

@Altaris @LilyNion @GABA @Malon

 

[Sskaar]

Sskaar blinked at the suggestion he should join the ongoing game (@Altaris). If he was honest, he didn't even know what the game was or how it was played. It wasn't that the Trandoshan was a particularly prudish person. Human games had always baffled him -- and he knew this was a human game, because what other species would come up with throwing balls into plastic cups as a means of encouraging drunkenness as a form of entertainment? But since looming shadily in the corner had not granted him invisibility, he might as well join in the festivities.

"Sssure," he said.

He watched a few of the other Jedi gathered around the cups make their tosses, trying to glean from watching them how the game was played. When he thought he had finally figured it out, Sskaar picked up his own ball and tossed it at the cups spread across the table. It landed in one of the Cathar's (@LilyNion) cups, leading Sskaar to level his reptilian gaze on the younger, fairer Jedi.

"Drink up," he said, somewhat pleased with his luck. Now, to come up with a dare worthy of his first victory before any of his new friends stole all the fun. "I dare you to aim for hisss new plate." Sskaar inclined his snout at the Houk, who had just replaced the food the Tahiri (@Wit) had ruined only moments ago. "Bonusss pointsss if you make him think Tahiri did it."

He was playing with fire, but how often did he get to watch the world burn and have fun with it?

OOC: Rolled a 14/20 for toss, rolled 3/4 for Lily.

@GABA

 

[Rose De Fleur]

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Rose noticed the Councilor disappearing into a closet with that adorable elf boy and the terrified Togruta Padawan darting out of the closet with a look of despair. But her attention was on the game, especially now that another person had joined the table. Some type of lizard? A Trandoshus or something? She never paid attention in those biology classes, but he seemed friendly enough. "Yo." The Cathar smiled before returning his attention to the rest of the game.

Nobody hit a single cup, making it an absolute shitshow. Even the ocean-eyed girl missed, causing her to pout adorably. But Rose was having a good time, her hands lazily tucked into her waist as she smiled amusedly. "Hah. I cursed no table, cutie, but I'm more than ready." She responded to Tahiri with a playful laugh, her daring gaze lingering on hers. And then Tahiri missed. It was a nice try at least. Then, that same lizard boy landed a perfect shot in her cup and gave a rather bold dare. Huh. Nice.

"Fun." She grinned, taking the cup and throwing it back in one go. With a satisfied sigh, she set the cup down and ran her hand over the fur around her lips to clean them once more before grabbing one of the balls. Her eyes thinned ever so slightly as she scanned through the crowd to find the Houk. But she spotted him in no time and indeed, he had a new plate in his hands. Her lips curled into a smirk as she wound back her arm and took aim. Then she threw, the ball whizzing through the air before smashing straight through the plate in the Houk's hands. The plate shattered into a few large pieces, a sound that caused the Cathar to chuckle.

"Aww man, Tahiri!" Rose said loudly enough for everyone to hear. Her gaze shifted to Tahiri before she winked. "I know you're trying to impress us, but you're a terrible shot!" Her smirk grew bigger, especially once she heard the heavy footsteps of the Houk come closer. "... Tahiri?!" The man stopped in front of the girl, towering over her. "Didn't I tell you not to aim for my plate?!"

While that was going on, the Cathar had a new plan and picked up a new ball from the table, tossing it towards the cups. The ball landed in Andros' cup, spurring Rose to make a puzzled expression. Hmmm. A dare, a dare... Oh! Rose moved closer to the tusked boy and lowered her voice so the Houk wouldn't hear them. "I dare you to distract the Houk away from Tahiri with a dance."

Rose stepped back behind her place at the table, satisfied with her dare, and watched with a relaxed smile.

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OOC: Rolled a 18/20 for the board smash, a 16/20 for the cup throw, and a 1/4 for Alt!
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[Tazlen Axil]

Tazlen couldn’t help the deep growl that roiled through his chest and into his throat, an animalistic rumble that didn’t sound remotely human. He felt fangs against his neck, never having been with a Togruta before. It ignited a fire in him he hadn’t felt since being with another Firrerreo - something that seemed far less likely given the state of the planet. The two scrambled into the closet and Tazlen couldn’t focus on anything but the man in front of him.

He didn’t release his grasp of the montral, steering Zak’s head once more towards him. This time he met his lips with his own, hungrily kissing and tasting him for the first time as he pinned Zak into the wall inside the closet, knocking over a few brooms. One of them, of course, conked Ruz (@SlagathorTheUnknown ) right on the head as he practically crawled out of the small space. Tazlen accidentally stepped on something (probably a hand) and jumped back slightly to realize there was someone else in the room. His Firrerreo eyes adjusted quickly to the poor lighting and he briefly glanced back as the padawan bolted from the closet.

Tazlen squinted a bit, “Was that Ruzaan?” He mused aloud with one of his hands already having slid down Zak’s pants halfway. He turned to look back at the Councilor with a grin as he shut the door again, “This is why you need to promote him already. He wouldn’t have so much free time,” Tazlen said before resuming exactly what he was doing. No interruption was going to throw him off his groove from getting what he wanted.

@Apollyon

 

[Zakrym La]

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Zak felt his heart pounding as he and Tazlen stumbled into the room? Closet? It didn't matter to Zak, his mind had gone blank with need. He could feel his montral horn being held in Tazlen's rough grasp, Zak's own head was still jerked to the side as their lips met for the first time. It was a kiss that lacked any sense of love, it was a rough primal thing a sense that was amplified as Zak let out a guttural, hungry growl. Tazlen would feel Zak's needle teeth nip at his lower lip as the Togruta was pinned against the wall, several brooms clattering from their position on the wall.

Zak hadn't noticed the quiet snoring until it stopped, in truth he didn't care. He felt a third body writhe under the beginnings of their pairing as the form of another Togruta scrambled from their space, their den. When Tazlen pulled away from their passionate embrace to make note of who it was that had left. Zak didn't care about that and hissed his disapproval of their momentary break. He would grasp the back of Tazlen's head as the man spoke and roughly pull him back into the depths of their embrace.

"Shut up and fuck me." Zak growled into Tazlen's mouth as he kissed him with renewed vigor.

Zak's fingers would scramble to undo Tazlen's pants and tear away and any clothes that might bar him from his ultimate goal; a sea of pleasure. He needed this, just for a moment to not be a Councilor of the Order, to not feel the weight of his office, to just be a lustful animal for a moment, to just forget. He hoped to have it for just a moment.

@Sreeya