Preventative Measures [Open]

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie was still as a statue, save for her hair’s windy uptake as the Cathar slid past- she lifted her drink and leaned back in time for it to hold little significance in her evening. Now if it has spilled… She didn’t bat an eyelash at the gun shots- it might as well have been the music’s drum.

She continued to converse as they shots rang out and sighed running her fingers over her spiked scalp.

“That ugly Albino woman just left I think…” she said, turning to Ares.

“Do you think she heard me laugh when everyone fell silent? It was awfully loud-” She turned to the Cathar and raised and eyebrow.

“You have something on your nose…” she said flatly before turning to continue conversing with her husband.

 

[T.J]

" Well Stash I think that was a man.....But yes I saw...it.... Damn near ruined our little outing wouldnt you say?" Ares said as he scooted his stool closer to his wife so he could put his arm around her.

" Well I certainly heard you.....But I think he....it....was to far away to hear it. Either that or just ignored it. " Pausing for a moment to check to see if the strange whie haired figure had actually left.

" So how was your hunt this morning? I almost didnt hear you get up."

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie’s eyes went wide with shock and she choked on her drink as the revelation forced its way down her throat.

‘That thing with the beady red eyes and long shampoo-advertisement -hair was a man!?’

'they don't make 'em like the used to...' she though ruefully.

“No matter.” Evie coughed, wiping her mouth. She leaned in to Ares flank and lovingly nuzzled his helmet with her horned head.

“I would rather have stayed in bed.” she whispered, leaning in to his concealed ear.

Leaning back quickly she raised her voice and elaborated in a tone less sultry.

“ Simon…Don’t remember his name. Simon the street rat- he was such a baby, cried and hung onto my hips like a child before I poked out his big sappy eyes…”

her ears perked up as the soundtrack changed and she sat up straight, turning to the hunter excitedly

"want to dance?"

 

[T.J]

Ares's shoulders raised slightly when the prospect of going back home for some relaxation and romance. Sighing deeply as he took of his helmet, Ares turned to his wife before speaking.

" Honey you know I dont dance. Especially in this armor." The hunter said as he guestured down to his chest plate.

" But I dont want to keep you from having fun, if you want you can. Just hollar if theres someone you want me to get off your back. Or....we could just head on home. You look like you've had one to many." Ares said coyly as he scooted his helmet around the bar's surface idly.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie jumped down from her seat with a small noise of prospect.

“ooh..” she purred at Ares and slightly stumbled, steadying herself on his arm.

“I know…” she mused

“I don’t really want to dance- I just want your arms around-” She bumped into the Rutian from the dance floor just a step away from the bar.

“Whoopsie daisies!”

Her mind was growing fuzzy with intoxication and she caught the girl by her waist.

“I just love snake heads!” she hummed, clapping her hands on the young woman’s cheeks. There was a narrow line between buzzed and stray-dog drunk- Evie was rapidly crossing the finish line.


“I-I’m -”

“adorable!” she interjected with a slight slur.

A man who took note suddenly caught her attention and she reprimanded his gaze, shoving the twi’lek back.

“what are you looking at!” Stasha growled.

“Haven’t you seen two grown women talk before!”

The Twi’lek took a seat at the bar and tried to avert her gaze from the persistent Zabrak.

“where are you from!” Evie demanded, invading her personal space.

“Umm… jus’ east o’ the bright-”

The huntress hooted with laugher and slapped her Lekku’ d companion’s back.

“Listen to you talk like you know what you mean! You sound just like my little one!”


She let her chortle subside and silence fill the air between them before seizing the girl’s Lekku.

“what are you doing!?” she cried with Alarm.

“I heard if you twist this right….” Evie explained.

“hey quit-” The dancer was cut off by her left leg thumping against the floor without her control.

She broke away from the bar and bolted for the excite with a look of discomfort.

Evie’s laughter shook her whole body.

“Damn all of it! Did you see? Did you see!? I thought that was a myth! I can’t believe it worked!” She reached for the twi’leks abandoned drink- and sighed, wiping her eyes.


She paused as her lips touched the glass and calmed, turning to Ares.

"I'm tired...."

 

[T.J]

Laughing as he watched his wife make a fool of herself and a random rutian twi'lek, Ares replaced his helmet on his head and walked over to Stasha. He sighed deeply again as he set a hand on her shoulder.

" I think you might have had to much to drink....again." The worried husband said as he picked Stasha up and held her across his arms like a wounded soldier. He didnt want her stumblig all over the place and possibly pissing someone off. So simply carrying her was the safest thing to do. Ares personally dreaded the morning to come, not really wanting to deal with his wifes hangover.

With wife in hand, the bounty hunter began traversing the mass of people and fighting towards the door.

 

[D.C.]

After checking out the pictures he had taken with his camera, he looked at the crowd who seemed to be having fun again and the fighting was less than moments before. He figured it would not take long before authorities would arrive, but he was not afraid of the authorities. He had fought them off serveral times in the past, he had even killed off squads of republic soldiers on his own.

Glancing one more time at the crowd he saw an armored man he had seen earlier this evening, and a Zabrak, probably his girlfriend or his wife. They approached the door and he said to them: "Good evening."

After saying that he stepped into the cold black night, and walked through the street to the next address. He had serveral more jobs to complete this evening, and he had to do it all before sunrise. It was not a hard task though, it was just his daily work. He was used to it.

 

[Demiurge]

River flipped over a Devaronian, and grabbing it by it's horns when above, adjusted her position and kneed the Devaronian in its face. The Devaronian placed both of his hands over his face, and cried out in a muffled tone. "Nice mess the Outlander has here." she said, making her way toward the exit. Before she could leave, she noticed the same Devaronian behind her. After removing his hands to reveal a tear-ridden face, the alien hissed and beared his teath, and pulled out a blaster.

"It always ends like this, doens't it?" she uttered to herself. River quickly pulled out her silver bladed lightsaber, and deflected the first bolt, then came in front of the Devaronian and detatched his right arm, with the blaster still being held. As the Devaronian screamed in agony, River telekinetically pushed the alien back into the bar counter. She didn't need to have physical eyes to know that everyone's in the bar were on her. "Guess this means it's time to take my leave."

River then promptly left the Outlander Club just as the sirens from the airspeeders of the Coruscant Police began approaching. Being in the heart of the entertainment district, Vos Gesal Street was a perfect place to if you didn't want to be seen or found.

 

[Thecomicbookbroad]

Evie purred and leaned against Ares chest- it was out of both fondness and necessity….It helped the spinning room’s orbit slow but also gave her an inner warmth.

She threw her arms around his metal clad neck and shut her eyes, smiling like a contented feline.

The song when they first entered began a new, its verses droning over the speakers like an anthem.

“Now she’s cursing and pursing her lips with lively gold eyes,

She’s swaying her hips and locking her thighs,

Her skin is like candle wax her hair like hot coals,

She steals all their hearts and owns all the men’s souls.

She butchers and buries.

She lies and she steals.

And the stars rulers,

Couldn’t force her to kneel.

She smiles like silver.

She glances like gold.

And all the while the butcher,

Is the only man she’ll hold.”​

"My heart beats fast when you're near." She said.






"this place is a dump."