Suits and formal attire were not comfortable. At least not for Malakai Beck. The party he was attending was not strictly formal but the Grysk felt that it was probably in his best interest to dress in something other than the usual baggy and simple clothing he normally wore. A jacket with a mantle of black feathers and pressed pants was the outfit for the night. A small stun blaster in his jacket was all he had on him in terms of weaponry but he wondered if that was going to get confiscated.
He had come to pick up Nashyr after their last meeting. Malakai's mind pondering how best to go about the social gathering. It was going to be on a modified luxury sail barge. The cover Legionnaire was not entirely sure who would be there but he knew people with deep pockets would be attending. So he had to at least look worth their time even if he did not like it.
Malakai's plus one was bound to arrive at some point. The long nights of Nar Shaddaa meant the party would be going for awhile and he was in no rush. Any other vessel other than the designated boarding skiffs were not allowed to dock with the pleasure barge. So for this event they would wait to be chauffered. Others had already passed him and went. For now he stood at a landing platformed waiting for the gilded skiff to come back around. The host of the party was some business mogul's son and while his credits were plentiful. The sail barge hung in the distance over one of the sports arenas. Even from here Kai could hear the chears of whatever was happening in the games below. Maybe I'll get me one of those. The Grysk thought as he brought out his third cigara of the evening.
@Killa Ree
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