Dinner Among Friends

[Tsukihana]

Spoiler

This is for Sith and Sith-friendly independents. Also no-death, capture only.

Tsukihana flitted around the set table, obsessively looking over every detail to ensure everything was perfect for her guests. It would have been easier with the aid of a few slaves, but alas, Imperial law made ownership or trading of them illegal. Thus the petite woman was forced to make do with merely a maid on her heels. For the past several hours they had labored, first cleaning the flat until it was spotless, then setting the places at her table, and finally slaving in the kitchen for hours. The meal consisted of five courses, all takes on food from her home world Shawti.

“I think--think--everything is ready,” she said tentatively, “You may go, for now.”

The young servant nodded and scurried out of the room, leaving Tsukihana to her thoughts. She circled around the table one last time, obsessively nudging silverware until they were perfectly straight. By sheer willpower she forced her arm down to her side, clasping her hands behind her back. Taking a deep breath, she slowly walked out of the room and did not allow herself to look once more at the dining room.

Her path took her down the wide hallway into her airy entryway, the walls lined with intricate mosaics. Wall sconces softly lit the space, giving a warm ambiance that mixed with the faint, smoky and spicy scent of incense. Here she nervously waited for her guests to arrive while she fixed her headscarf for the fifth-hundredth time, beside a large wood door complete with hinges. She would greet them with a warm smile and a kiss on each cheek as if they were all dear friends, whether she'd known them for a year or a week.

 

[Alexander Roth]

A private dinner party hosted by a Sith Crusader, something Alexander was truly surprised to be invited to given his rank and mild acquaintance to the host. It was a pleasant, and welcome, change of pace from the daily ins and outs of training or the occasional military operation, though for the first time in quite a while he'd have to actually dress up. Well, I guess he didn't have to but not doing so probably wouldn't help any. The problem was that Alex didn't exactly have a diverse wardrobe, sure he had his formal military suits but those weren't exactly proper for this kind of social occasion. Luckily Alexander had a less professional suit to wear for non-military functions, though it may be a bit more formal than your typical casual dinner party attire.

The attire of choice was a charcoal grey suit ((without the vest)); a matching pair of charcoal grey dress shoes; a medium grey dress shirt; and a matching medium grey handkerchief in the suit jacket breast pocket. He also had his handheld datapad, resting in his dress shirt breast pocket; necklace wallet, where it usually is; and tactical-flashlight-styled lightsaber, which was clipped to his suit pant's sewn in elastic belt of sorts on his right and mostly hidden by his jacket. Alex had no intentions of using the lightsaber, or to hide the fact that he brought it, but as a man of practicality he is never without some form of weapon for self defense. Hopefully the host, Tsukihana, wouldn't mind so much. Given their previous conversations and coincidental meetings she may actually expect it up him, not that it would help.

Alexander was running a few minutes early as he found his way to Tsukihana's flat. The complex was very elegant, and if the architecture and interior design of the public areas were anything to go by her flat was likely just as nice. It was probably a good thing that he wore a suit, though if anything he may be considered under dressed without a tie or a more upscale suit design. Upon darkening the large wooden door that marked the entrance to his host's flat Alex pressed the adjacent buzzer and patiently waited for a response, which would quickly be greeted with the pleasant aroma of incense and an elegantly garbed Tsukihana who administered a presumably customary double cheek kiss welcome. As a matter of politeness Alexander went along with the greeting, though he did have to bend down a bit due to his height. ((Not sure how tall Tsukihana is, just going under the assumption that she's probably shorter than 6'4"))

"It's nice to see you again Tsukihana, I'm flattered that you sent me an invitation to this party. I do hope my dress is adequate, had I known everything here would be so elegant and refined I would have tried to dress a little more appropriately." Alexander spoke in a polite and sincere tone as he took in the mosaics on the walls near the entrance, though his attention would draw back to Tsukihana as he remembered to let her know about his only mildly concealed weapon. "Before I forget, I apologize about this beforehand." Alex lifted his jacket to reveal the saber at his right side. "My overly pragmatic nature wouldn't allow me to travel unarmed, I'd rather hold onto it should some unexpected incident occur but if you wish you may store this somewhere safe so its presence won't disturb this evenings affairs."