Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time

[Commissar Brett]

A Night You'll Never Forget... Or Remember... Take Your Pick
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Sweet Mother of Hell, where am I? Noah slowly but surely roused to consciousness amongst a sea of sheets and pillows. His mouth was disgustingly dry with a strange taste of... he moved his unmoistened tongue around and couldn't quite identify it.

He tried to move his right arm to rub the gunk out of his eyes, but found it to be numb. He used his left instead as he tilted his head and found himself staring at the enticing curves of a human woman's perky arse. His eyes followed the olive-toned contours of her back and the waterfall of loose black curls that was her hair. The face he saw was lightly freckled and gorgeous, with a cute little nose and naturally long lashes. He hated this part...

He leaned his left arm over and pushed the bed around his arm down to try and take her weight off of it. He turned his shoulders to pull it out from under her, and once he did he laid back flat. He went to roll over and was forced to make a correction at the last second; there was another woman on the other side of him.

He now straddled a Zeltron. Her hair was a deep red, almost black, and her skin was a shade of light pink. His eyes almost locked on the swell of her chest beneath him, the motion of it rising and falling with each breath as she lay slightly on her side.

Son of a bitch... He thought to himself. He didn't want to abandon two partners in one night. He kept looking on the floor next to the bed and failed to see his clothes amongst the tangled mess of what lay on the ground. He took one last longing at the woman's body in the early morning light. He saw no choice but to push himself back and land on his but between her feet.

The bed rocked a little and Noah noticed movement now to his left, near the feet of the first woman. There, lying stark naked and without covering, was a Pantoran woman with purple hair and prominent features. She was more petite than the other two, but by no measure was she less beautiful. Noah barely had time to think of what to do next before he heard the shower turning off.

How long has that been running?! He thought to himself as he saw a man come walking out, tucking a towel around the waist of his still glimmering body.

Around the Coruscanti Penthouse, there was no doubt any less confusion about what had happened the night before...

[if anything is too graphic, please just PM me instead of locking this thread, and I'll edit accordingly, thank you]
@Prudence @argutator @Therakill @Proleptic @Captain Canuck @Rae Anne Jarrus @Tristyn @WhoeverElseWantsToHaveAHangover

 

[Tristyn]

Tamara woke from the couch just outside the penthouse's main suite. Oh what a miserable night. It was only bad because she remembered nearly everything. She remembered having to put up with everyone's crap the whole night. We all know it sucks to be the only sober person at a party. Even the fellow Jedi she accompanied ended wasted. She saw the whole thing. It was supposed to be an undercover mission to locate a certain member of this gang that was attending the party, but her master at the time got her drink spiked and walked off with a group of men and women who were equally as wasted.

From this point in the already awful night, she was left alone to awkwardly wonder around the party to see what the regular people got up to on a Friday night. I don't think it was her fault she got spiked. But then again don't drink in the first place. She was also likely the youngest person at the party, and thus she had little to no one to talk to. She eventually just gave up trying to find her master and fell asleep on the couch.

But after she was awake again she tried once more to look for her master, and instinctively looked in the bedrooms. She opened the door to the first room that she came across, and just there were two naked men and around the corner on a bed were three
women. Both genders of which caused her to cover her mouth and blush wildly. She quickly turned around and shut the door behind her. She would wait outside, leaning on the wall, to mull over what she just saw. She has never seen a naked body, not even in health class, other than her own.

"Oh feth"

 

[Therakill]

Jace smiled at what he saw. A young girl who probably had never seen anything had just walked in on at least 5 naked people. If Jace remembered correctly 5 people went in there last night and none had come out yet. He knew that one of them was a contact he was supposed to meet. One of those people in that room was that was the contact he was supposed to meet and had not waited to interupt at all.

"Walk in on something your not used to seeing?"

Jace laughed at his statement how read she was. Jace was completely clothed and had been the whole night. He only had a few drinks and only those he mixed himself.

 

[Proleptic]

Arritef sat in his meditation chamber, passively making objects whiz around himself, steadily increasing their number, speed and path of travel as he did so. He had just awoken a little while ago, having had a very odd, though rather enlightening night. While he didn't partake in any of the drinking and other activities that some of his associates did, he had gotten a good chance to observe the cultural tradition and addiction that is alcohol. He personally didn't enjoy the drinks, nor the intoxication, and so he simply wanted to find why others did.

Hearing a rustling sound in the rooms next to him, Arritef ceased his meditation and left the room. He walked towards an ajar door at the end of the corridor and entered to find what appeared to be several naked people of both sexes, a shocked and apparently verging on catatonic young girl, and a very amused Jace Lightsworn. "What is the situation?" Arritef asked, silently berating himself for his rather coarse and formal words and tone. He still had to make an active effort to sound normal and social.

 

[Murray Mitchel]

~~about an hour before~~
Murray woke up like he does every morning, with a nasty hangover. Except this morning was a little different. He rose to see he was not the only one in the bed, but rather 3 girls and another guy were also with him. One very clingy Pantoran had wrapped herself around Murray, and was using him as a pillow. The other two seemed rather to be interested in the other gent and left him alone. Murray tried to move but found no success. In the end, he decided to wake the woman.
Murray carefully rubbed the Pantoran's shoulder trying to rouse her; eventually she opened her golden colored eyes. The two were merely inches apart face to face as he whispered, "could you move? I'd like to take a shower". The woman quickly blushed realizing that she was completely naked and clinging to the man; her now purple skin matched her hair as she rolled off the front of the bed allowing Murray the stand. Having dealt with waking up drunk before Murray knew it might not be best to jump up quickly. Instead, he rolled on his side, then eventually lying up he used the bed to assist him.
All this time the Pantoran stood rubbing her head and blushing very badly. She is very lovely and obviously interested he thought to himself. As he stood up he leaned in her direction and kissed her on the lips she made a small audible gasp but eventually relaxed and continued with the kiss. Murray slowly pushed away and whispered "now stay here, I'll be back" the Pantoran quietly nodded and lied down on the end of the bed. What the hell happened last night? he thought as he walked into the shower.
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After the shower, Murray steps out of the shower, grabs a towel, and steps out. When he enters the bedroom he sees that the other man was now awake and managed to slip between the other two women. The two met eyes for a moment; he obviously was very confused and just woke up. At that moment, The Pantoran woman leapt at Murray and knocked him to the floor. "Ummmph" he says as hit the floor hard. Murray notices the expression of confusion and shock on the other guys face. Pushing the woman who leapt on him away, he talked to the anonymous guy "Hey! I'm Murray Mitchel. Not sure how we got into this shit but whatever. You are?"

 

[Rae Anne Jarrus]

Rae woke up to the bed rocking slightly. She went to stand up only to realize she was naked. 'holy shit, how did I end up like this?!' she asked in her mind. Grabbing a blanket off the bed, she wrapped it around herself and picked her clothes up off the floor, rushing to the bathroom even though there were other people around. She had drank way too much last night. She couldn't stand being away from her boyfriend Cassus for so long, so when she was stressed, she drank... and apparently gave in to some men and women.

She came out of the bathroom with her clothes on, including her lightsabers and blasters. Where was Tamara? 'I seriously hope she didn't go telling the order.' she said in her mind again. Rae looked to the man on the floor who had been tackled by the girl who was pushed aside lightly. She then looked over to the man he spoke to who seemed to be somewhat stunned, so she spoke up instead. "Hey, I'm Rae Bell. And I really must be going." she gave a short smile before looking at the naked woman beside him. She helped her up, walking her over to the bed. "Honey, you need to find your clothes." she said laying a blanket over the girl's shoulders.

Rae then ran out of the bedroom to find Tamara blushing a deep red and two men who were talking to her. "Tamara, I'm sorry I left you last night. Just don't go telling Cassus when he returns from his trip." she said warningly. She wished the order would assign her missions with Cassus so she wouldnt get into trouble like this. It had been an odd time that the masters had sent the two opposite ways and they were both on a mission. He would surely be back before her though.

 

[Therakill]

"Ah Master Jedi, your padawan seem to be broken. I tried talking to her but can't get her to respond. Unless of course she is always like this in public, that would be an issue for a Jedi I would think."

Jace smiled as he motioned toward the young Matawan. He was trying to help the young one with his joke, maybe break her out of her stupor.

"My name is Jaceson Lightsworn, can I help you with your Padawan?"

Jace was just trying to be friendly at this point, he knew he had to becareful. A full Jedi might sense that he had a connection to the force and question him. But he couldn't turn his back on either of them if they needed help.

 

[Rae Anne Jarrus]

"She's chill in public, but never this.. frozen." she took a second before looking at him again with a certain look and then remembered her sabers were out in the open. Damn. "My padawan isn't one to talk to strangers which I appreciate. And no, it isn't an issue." Rae said crossing her arms calmly in a non-offensive way.

When he introduced himself Rae nodded slightly before introducing herself. "My name is Rae, but no, I do not need help with my Padawan. But thank you." she wanted to say something rude, but she didn't know this man so, she decided to be a Jedi and be kind until it wasn't needed.

 

[Tristyn]

Tamara was still feeling intensely embarrassed, and these people and her master talking about her right in front of her definitely wasn't making her feel better,"I-I I'm sorry guys....that is just....something I'm never supposed to see...." She turned and looked up to the knight,"I'm sorry master....can we please go...I...really hate this place" She turned to the others,"You are all really disgusting"

 

[Rae Anne Jarrus]

Rae looked to her padawan who was still blushing ferociously in embarrassment. She put her hand on Tamara's shoulder and offered a small smile. "It's fine Tammy, we can go."

She started to direct Tamara away from the place so they could be outside and away from that place. She had sensed their contact was around, but she had no idea where. She looked to Jace and the other man standing beside him and gave a short nod. "Have a good day." she said, walking with Tamara downstairs and out the door. "Were you able to find our contact anywhere yet? Or sense him? Because I sense he's here somewhere, but I'm not sure." she said as they walked outside and found somewhere private.


((OOC: Anyone who wants to be the contact or an enemy to the two, just kinda figure something out))

 

[Kalin Varne]

There was a loud ringing sound as the main door to the penthouse opened up, revealing a middle aged man with dark graying hair. As he walked in he obnoxiously pressed the chime several more times, which sent ear piercing shrieks throughout the apartment. As he continued walking, he made sure that his boots loudly smacked down upon the ornate hardwood flooring with each step. He glanced around, his eyes picking up on the displaced liquor bottles, trash, and hungover people in various states of undress. He rolled his eyes and spoke up loudly, at an almost shout, undoubtedly rather painful to the hungover crowd. Motioning to the party goers that he did not recognize, the party animals that seemed to exist at every party, he said,

"Leave, now. If my voice is grating enough in your state, you should see how a blaster bolt between the eyes feels. You speak of last night to anyone you know, and I will terminate the sad excuse of a life that you have."

The mixed group of Zeltrons, Twi'leks, and humans scurried away after clutching their personal belongings, leaving Kalin Varne alone in the room with the rest of the group.

"When the good Senator carried through on my favor and rented you this pent house, Noah" he put extra emphasis on the name, also speaking it particularly louder, "I didn't expect something of this... caliber."

He continued walking, turning the corner into Noah's room. He threw the lights on abruptly and motioned to the women that had been in his bed,

"Leave as well."

The women didn't question him, instead just shot him dirty looks as they quickly ran out.

"Do I need to get a doctor to examine you all for liver damage? That can't be healthy."

 

[Aren Krass]

The tall, well dressed senator was right behind Varne as he entered the room. Stepping over someone who had passed out literally infront of the door, he followed Kalin into the living area. Stepping on a bag of chili-crisps as he took his spot. He listened as Kalin spoke, and offered little until he was done.

"I must say, I am quite impressed, I've been to quite the party and I've never seen this many people so hungover, while also destroying a seven star penthouse. Though, to be fair, each guest at one of my events has a higher net worth than the collective lot of you and the penthouse. " he rolled his eyes and then followed Kalin as he walked around.

"Once you all dress yourselves properly and acquire some sunglasses to at least attempt to hide your hungover state and preserve dignity, I will bring in some cleaning droids and maids. Did you enjoy the party, Mr. Noah, it was quite a pretty penny you spent putting it on. I would know, seeing as I helped bankroll it."

 

[Proleptic]

The tall, well dressed senator was right behind Varne as he entered the room. Stepping over someone who had passed out literally infront of the door, he followed Kalin into the living area. Stepping on a bag of chili-crisps as he took his spot. He listened as Kalin spoke, and offered little until he was done.

"I must say, I am quite impressed, I've been to quite the party and I've never seen this many people so hungover, while also destroying a seven star penthouse. Though, to be fair, each guest at one of my events has a higher net worth than the collective lot of you and the penthouse. " he rolled his eyes and then followed Kalin as he walked around.

"Once you all dress yourselves properly and acquire some sunglasses to at least attempt to hide your hungover state and preserve dignity, I will bring in some cleaning droids and maids. Did you enjoy the party, Mr. Noah, it was quite a pretty penny you spent putting it on. I would know, seeing as I helped bankroll it."

Arritef watched as Aren strolled in, with Kalin preceding him with his persistently harsh and rude presence. Kalin dismissed any unwanted members of the party, and addressed the rest with orders to prepare themselves appropriately for their occupations for the day. "Good morning, Aren. Despite their current appearance, I assure you they are all outstanding candidates." Arritef said with some embarrassment. He was currently being represented by a group of hungover bounty hunters, Jedi/ex-Jedi, and freelancers.

Arritef walked over to stand at Aren's right and watched on as the groggy and crew slowly brought themselves together. They were all naked and disgusting, with various...........things all over their body. Arritef suppressed a shudder at the unsightliness of the group, and chose instead to occupy his time with a detailed inspection of the floor.

 

[Commissar Brett]

Noah was confused, everything around him confused him and sent his head spinning. The princess with the olive skin lept up and ran off, and the cyborg began speaking to him. Noah ran his eyes up and down the man's figure. Well I definitely got some last night...

"You are?" The man asked Noah.

"Interested..." Noah gave a playful smirk and stood up, his toned body in full view of the room. He put his hand out. "Noah Jacen." The admiral came in the door and Noah immediately snapped to attention. Shit this is gonna look bad... He thought to himself. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir." Noah's voice was still slightly slurry. He began looking for his clothes and found at least his underwear. He slipped on the boxer-briefs as the Zeltrons and Twi'leks began gathering their belongings and making for the door. The senator came in and joined in on the Noah roastfest as the man located his jeans and slipped into them. They mocked his lack of self-control, his way of ruining all nice things. He chose to keep his mouth shut with Varne, as he deeply respected the man. When Krass spoke up he bit the bait. "Well, you'd think that a senator and CEO would know better than to leave people with his credit card and tell them that everything is paid for, otherwise they'll end up with hefty monthly bill. But, you know, I'm only a bodyguard and soldier, so what do I know?"

 

[Therakill]

Jace was barely keeping it in, this was one of the funniest scenes he had ever watched. He had been asked to attended this party and then early morning meeting. It was why he had not drunk or done anything stupid last night. Infact he had gotten a kick out of watching it all go down, and may have influenced a few couple's to get together. Of course only the ones he could sense needed it, he would never force anything they didn't want. The force always seemed to guide him to the right desicions for him and others.

"Welcome Sentor, it's been a few days since I last saw you. How is the big wigging going? Lots of rummors going about things hearing up in the Outter Rim, care to talk about any of them later?"

Jace offered a smile and a chuckle at his joke. He then offered a handshake to the sentor. He did not know this new person at all, but people seemed to give him respect so he must be important. Jace didn't kids add or suck up but an introduction was in order here. So after shaking the Senators hand Jace turned to the new person and offered his greeting.

"Hello sir, I have not had the pleasure to meet you yet. My name is Jaceson Lightsworn, you can call me Jace if you like."

Jace attempts to always make the best impression he can. But he is not one to shy away from people, some would have thought to avoid introducing himself on this stage. But not Jace, if he was looked down appoun for being here he would stand talk and take it. It was only right, the party as far he can tell was not supposed to have gotten as big as it did. So either way he would be dealt with for this. Though it was easy to tell that he was not hung over, he was fully dressed and ready for the meeting.

 

[Silas Amory]

The Night Before...

Silas simply say in the quietest corner of his penthouse, watching the night proceed. He knew the best way to get Krass, Varne, and Mitchell in one place was to throw a party; A) with enough gratuitous drinking to lure in the wayward Jedi Tech Adept, and B) to force Krass and Varne to come looking for their underlings. It was Amory that had subtly suggested Krass to give his underlings 'a night off' and offered the contact for the penthouse's owner (himself) to rent the room for the night. He also subliminally hinted that Krass have Varne do the same, Varne having given the money and such to the bodyguard, Noah Jacen. After having pulled up as much of Noah's extensively redacted dossier as he could, he already knew that he'd invite his old army buddies too.

Now the criminal mastermind watched as several individuals lifted Jacen by his legs to do a kegstand, all the while chanting "Blur-ry! Blur-ry! Blur-ry!" Amory swung one of his hands holding the book in his grip to a wine glass on the small endtable beside him. He sipped at the Alderaanian moscato tenderly, savouring the sweetness it hit his tastebuds with as the alcohol in it warmed his core. His hand placed the delicate glass back down and held its base down to prevent it from spilling as one of the partiers knocked into the table while stumbling. Once he was satisfied that the wine had been saved, he brought both hands back to the volume of historical fiction he had been reading.

To Rape a City was a novel by a famous Duro about the Sacking of Coruscant during the Great Galactic War that forced the Old Republic and the Sith Empire into a 50-year-stalemate. Silas admired the way the author portrayed Darth Malak as not only the power-hungry tyrant that he was, but also a deeply emotional and passionate man. The Sith might have been evil, but their resolve was normally absolute and their intentions usually sprouted from a sort of selfish sense of good.

How tragic... He thought as he took another sip of wine. If only he weren't so distracted by his emotions, he might've attained the true power he wanted...

The Next Morning...

Silas now watched as the party tried to clean itself up. He wasn't tired, nor was he hungry; yet he hadn't slept and he hadn't eaten since the night before. He sipped his tea in the corner quietly while the main suite orgy revealed itself, complete with a Jedi accidentally betraying her loyalty to another man (Silas had looked the woman up the night before). Admiral Varne came in and forced the penthouse to empty while Senator Krass came in and chided Jacen on his sloppy demeanor, and Silas couldn't help but let out an amused huff when Noah gave his savage response to the Senator. He waited until the only people left were Varne, Krass, Jacen, Mitchell, and the Devaronian, Lightsworn, as well as Krass' apprentice, Arritef. He slowly stood up and closed his book, making a keen mental note about his place on page 173 where he had left off.

"I'm so glad you men could join me this morning." Silas clapped his hands almost conclusively, looking about his trashed penthouse while housekeeping droids scuttled out from their hidden nooks at his signal. "I'm sure you are all wondering what last night was about..."

[[OOC: @Tristyn @Rae Anne Jarrus I think you guys have left this thread's intended storyline for now]]

 

[Aren Krass]

Krass pursed his lips,

"Ah Mr. Amory. A pleasure to meet you again."

Both of the men were independently wealthy, both owned large wealthy companies, and as such, both had run in the same circles at times. Aren always seemed to be the more upscale, going to galas, drinking champagne, courting senators and business women, where as Amory was less aspiring, less tasteful.

"I didn't know you had the pleasure of attending last nights festivities as well."

 

[Silas Amory]

"Why, of course I was present... This is my penthouse!" Silas opened his arms in a presentational gesture of casual welcome. He waited to see the infuriated expression on Krass' face at that, but the slight twitch of frustration would be enough to satisfy him. Despite how Krass saw Amory (which he knew of easily, the man made no attempt to hide it), Silas respected his business ethic. As for himself, he simply thought his methods were more... Subversive, manipulative even. Downright criminal, in fact. "However, I did not partake." He simply pointed open-palmed at his little corner, book neatly sitting at a 30 degree angle to the table's edge with a three-quarters empty wine glass sitting on its top corner, the moscato still left over from the night before. He gave Krass a last glance before turning his look to Varne. "And as for you, Adm- Mr. Varne? I know you tend to be a bit of a recluse, how is Coruscant treating you?"

 

[Murray Mitchel]

"Interested"
Ah shit. Murray stared at Noah and didn't really know how to respond fortunately he didn't have to. One of the girls that had been sleeping, immediately jumped up and seemed just as confused as everyone else "Hey, I'm Rae Bell. And I really must be going", she said and with that she helped up the Pantoran and ran off. Rae Bell... Raeeee I KNOW HER! She was in the academy the same time I was... Why the hell was she here? this isn't adding up
Moments after Rae had left two men barged into the room and began to yell at Noah. Not really sure how to respond, Murray just continued what he was doing and became fully dressed. Murray Lit a cigarette and walked over to Noah and the other two. "Want one? Ya guys sound really uptight and in the need." Both of the official-looking men denyied but Noah who started to really look frustrated accepted the gesture.
Suddenly Clapping from outside the suite caused all the men to leave to determine what it was. Murray looked to see a older man with peppered hair standing where he could be seen by all playing small talk with the other men.
"And as for you, Adm- Mr. Varne? I know you tend to be a bit of a recluse, how is Coruscant treating you?"
Before Varne could respond Murry interupts " -I'm Sorry but who the hell are you? All this isn't adding up? why would you just let us trash your mansion?" Something about this guy made Murray get chills. He almost reminded him of.... no he's not one of them he can't be Murray thought.

 

[Silas Amory]

"Well, given that I'm not the one paying for all of it..." Silas gave a mock-warm smile as he gestured at Senator Krass. "I have no qualms about letting this all transpire, as it was the most subtle and convoluted way to get the lot of you in one place... But a wizard never reveals all his secrets." Silas watched as Jacen accepted the cigarette and smeared almost imperceptibly. He simply stood for a few moments, looking around and waiting for someone to take the conversational bait.