Emryc moved effortlessly, though only Jaikus would notice it wasn’t as smooth as usual. There was no doubt that the alcohol was coursing strongly through his system. Deucalian alcohol hit like a freighter and he was feeling the full impacts. He felt warm, comfortable and in a great mood. And he was quite enjoying himself to boot. The Chancellor was surprisingly fun company on the dance floor and the drinking had removed some of his abrasive layers to reveal more of the man he was beneath it. Emryc decided he quite liked this layer to Emil, as it certainly added a new dynamic outside of the political punching bag whether it be media or the senate chambers.
The half Sephi led Emil into another spin, brows rising slightly at the answer of swoop races, “I partake in swoop races, actually,” He admitted with a grin, “Built my own and usually race in the Ryloth qualifiers and championships. Took the Queen of Naboo out for a spin once, I’m sure I can arrange one for you," Emryc gave him a quick wink, "You're certainly small enough to fit in my passenger seat,” Emryc’s body moved a bit more fluidly from all the drinking, his hips swaying to the foreign music though it was mostly an illusion from the way he stepped his feet.
“Then that’s what we’ll do,” He tugged Emil close again, “Chandrila. Where you will watch me embarrass myself on a hoversled,” Emryc had tried many things, but this was a sport he had never attempted before.
The song slowly came to a close and Emryc release Emil at last, nodding over to the bar area set up a bit further behind them, “Care for more drinks?” He asked before making his way over. Regardless of whether or not Emil followed, Emryc would help himself to a mixed whiskey drink. He gazed out towards the others, his eyes falling on Jaikus for a moment. As usual, the Axxilan confidently dominated the dancefloor despite being one of the clumsiest and uncoordinated people Emryc knew. And he was certainly not shy about dancing with the Prime Minister of the Free Worlds herself.
Emryc looked over at the others, eyeing the Blackwell woman he hadn’t met yet. He briefly gazed over at the host and Vaisra dancing. His keen ears could pick up bits of their dialogue which he found entirely amusing. He pointedly didn’t look at Emil when Vaisra made his commentary about him.
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