Their handshake went off successfully, showing their power of companionship and too much time spent practicing a handshake to their comrades. "Ohhhh word, I didn't realize someone had finally taken ya." His eyes flicked back to Veles. He couldn't tell what terms they were on. He was a Sith Lord, so he naturally looked down on the people around him; maybe the weird vibes weren't personal? More attributed ? If he didn't like Cairo, he likely would've killed him by now. Cairo shrugged. It was good enough.
He prepared to respond fully to Altair, as a woman with supermodel good looks and a charmingly, disarmingly blunt attitude strode and dragged Altair to the dance floor. People always acted so extra around Altair, goddamn. Not two seconds in and Adaya had sought him ought, just as Vahliri was making her way to him. Like sharks when they smell blood. It was an almost scary amount of admiration or terror he could so readily produce out of people.
"Bro! Take some wildfire! BE COOL!" Cairo tossed a small vial to Altair, offering him a destructively fun evening should he choose to pursue it. Cairo had done a...fair amount over the last few weeks. It was beginning to take a toll. But hey, it was a party tonight, right?
Cairo smirked when Malou came up to him, touching his shoulder. His eyes briefly shot to her hand, then to her dress, then to her smile. Damn. And then she and Veles started to...flirt? Damn. Had he missed a memo? Everyone was so on each other tonight! "'Sup, Malou?" She had a habit of appearing at his high points. From their adventure on Denon to the party bus on G'wenee, she had proven herself a good time. He hoped she would inspire another exciting night tonight.
Veles appeared with some shots. Cairo knocked them - maybe he was as fucking cool as Altair thought. And then, suddenly, someone new appeared - asking him to dance. It was a no brainer. "Yeah. Let's dance." He looked back at Malou with a grin. "Talk to you soon."
He grabbed her hand to pull her into the cluster of people surrounding the dance floor. They parked at a particularly busy corner of the dance floor, as the spice, booze, and general vibe began to loosen him up. It was so loud, he had to lean in and practically yell to communicate. "I'm Cairo."
The song changed to a bassy, hypnotic sound as Cairo began to find himself in the music. He loved to dance, and it showed; after a moment spent grooving to the beat of the song, he reached for her hand again, to pull her into the rhythm with him.
He prepared to respond fully to Altair, as a woman with supermodel good looks and a charmingly, disarmingly blunt attitude strode and dragged Altair to the dance floor. People always acted so extra around Altair, goddamn. Not two seconds in and Adaya had sought him ought, just as Vahliri was making her way to him. Like sharks when they smell blood. It was an almost scary amount of admiration or terror he could so readily produce out of people.
"Bro! Take some wildfire! BE COOL!" Cairo tossed a small vial to Altair, offering him a destructively fun evening should he choose to pursue it. Cairo had done a...fair amount over the last few weeks. It was beginning to take a toll. But hey, it was a party tonight, right?
Cairo smirked when Malou came up to him, touching his shoulder. His eyes briefly shot to her hand, then to her dress, then to her smile. Damn. And then she and Veles started to...flirt? Damn. Had he missed a memo? Everyone was so on each other tonight! "'Sup, Malou?" She had a habit of appearing at his high points. From their adventure on Denon to the party bus on G'wenee, she had proven herself a good time. He hoped she would inspire another exciting night tonight.
Veles appeared with some shots. Cairo knocked them - maybe he was as fucking cool as Altair thought. And then, suddenly, someone new appeared - asking him to dance. It was a no brainer. "Yeah. Let's dance." He looked back at Malou with a grin. "Talk to you soon."
He grabbed her hand to pull her into the cluster of people surrounding the dance floor. They parked at a particularly busy corner of the dance floor, as the spice, booze, and general vibe began to loosen him up. It was so loud, he had to lean in and practically yell to communicate. "I'm Cairo."
The song changed to a bassy, hypnotic sound as Cairo began to find himself in the music. He loved to dance, and it showed; after a moment spent grooving to the beat of the song, he reached for her hand again, to pull her into the rhythm with him.
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