Tabloid GALAXIES MOST ELIGIBLE! PIDGE BATANA!

[Rich Magnum]

PIDGE BATANA- OPENING CONFESSIONAL
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Rich Magnum would call his first contestant for the confessionals, Pidge Batana, some hot little thing from the underbelly of some crime ridden world and who he thought was just going to be a firecracker on the show. He was lounging comfortably on one of the sofas, while one member of the security team watched the door and someone beside him had a holo-recorder. He had his perfectly groomed mustache and that wicked grin as the twi'lek entered. "Pidge Batana, take a seat!"

The room itself just felt rich. And the most surprising thing, was this was the smallest room they could find for such a 'cozy and secret' confessional. If she sat on the couches, Pidge would find them to be, easily, the most comfortable couches she could ever come into contact with.

@Kestrel

 

[Pidge Batana]

“Ready… and… action!” The stage manager nodded her cue to open to door and enter the room. Pidge was nervous, though she did not betray a bit of it. The woman was poise and grace, even if it felt like her innards had turned to muja fruit jelly. It wasn’t that she had something to hide, although she certainly would have to watch what she said. People who accidentally leaked syndicate secrets ended up dying in tragic accidents. The problem was simply that the audience could be vicious. She was there in good fun, but not everyone was.

Decked out in heels and a new golden dress that hugged her figure, Pidge gave the audience her million-credit smile. Whoever had decided to make the carpet in the room so plush was an idiot. She was going to turn an ankle. She had the balance of a dancer, but there was a reason stages were solid. Casually laying a manicured hand on the couch just in case, the twi’lek sat down. Now for the first hard decision: which part to play. She could be layed back, a little rebellious, and put her feet up on the table. She could be elegant and cross her slender legs… or she could be awkward and keep sitting there frozen between the two.

“Rich Magnum. What a pleasure. You’d better play nice now.“ With a wink she reclined ever so slightly on a pillow and decided to go with plan B. Eisa could outperform her as a rebel anyday, and surely the galaxy would like to see some class.

@Rhogar

 

[Rich Magnum]

Magnum would watch her enter and finder her seat with more than a few looks of approval and as she walked past, he did a slight peek after, following a wink to the camera, which sent some of the on-site audience into a tizzy. "I gotta say, you sure know how to make an entrance. As a fellow Coruscanti, I want to see you go the distance, but do not tell the others that, totally not bias." he'd say with a continued grin. "So you walk in here, a former dancer, which I gotta say- wow. You can tell. You grew up in.. Calocour Heights, and I will say it again, I do not know, how you did not make it on the list the first time." He would pause to take a drink from his glass of 'water'.

"Alrighty, now with my gushing out of the way, let's get into what the people really want to know. First question is this and it's from me: What brought you onto his competition? Obviously the two million and the house, but what about something with a bit more substance? Perhaps as a way to break out? Make a name, maybe make friends, maybe even.. find some love? We both know that being locked in a mansion is going to evoke some more carnal feelings, but we just want to know, if that's the route you're going to go."

@Kestrel

 

[Pidge Batana]

“Ah, a fellow Coruscanti. They either want to rob you in a back alley or cheer you on. I’m glad you’re the cheerleader type because I don’t have a credit on me.” Pidge smiled, this time genuinely, as her gaze roamed over to the camera. At the mention of dancing, her face twitched almost imperceptibly. Magnum’s wandering eyes and coy looks for the camera did not bother her in the least, but she wanted to be known for more than her night job years prior. She enjoyed dancing, but it was a means to an end, not all glamor and friendship.

“Well, I want to make a name for myself. Expand my horizons, show my passions. You all may not know this, but I do tech modding and slicing. Only legally… of course.” The sing-song lilt to her voice suggested the business branched outside the realm of legal, but she couldn’t be arrested for a suspicious tone. Not to mention, the cops had bigger fish to fry. Surely the people would dig a mysterious woman who made her own rules.

”I wouldn’t mind picking up a new flame either, just for a bit of fun. I certainly have a… wide selection to choose from. No lucky lady or lad yet, though.“

@Rhogar

 

[Rich Magnum]

Rich would fire back with a grin. "Well, I forgot to leave my wallet back home, so hopefully you're not the back alley robber either." he'd say with a laugh. Of course she wasn't. As a man who spent a lifetime reading people, he would just barely catch the look and he offered her the slightest of nods.

"Well, obviously, this is a great way to makes some waves. And as far as first appearances go, amazing." he'd smirk at the camera. "This woman is the real triple threat: brains, beauty, and a solid taste in fashion. Watch out, ladies and gentlemen, Pidge Batana will steal your heart with the tease of a dance and then slice your money right out from under your nose. Legally, of course. And you won't even care because look at that dress, which by the way, who are you wearing? Its lovely and I am sure all the women back home want to try to imitate this look, right now." He would pause to take a sip from his glass of water. "Pidge, since you're the first one for me, it's gonna be rough so I apologize. Can I get you some water, wine, something stronger?"

Depending on her answer one of the set crew would fulfill her request. "Well you got a wide selection of fellow contestants here, but if you need to scrape the bottom of the barrel, you know where to find me." he'd say with a devilish grin and a charming laugh. "So here we are going into the second question. If you were stuck on a deserted island with yours trul-I'm just kidding, that's not the one. You mentioned passions, so clearly we got tech-moddling and slicing, but what else is there?"

@Kestrel