Open Social IT'S RAGGINNNN TIME

[Kas Vren]

The music thumped against Kas' chest as he lounged at a card table. "Looks like you got me this time," he said with a shake of his head as the last of his credits disappeared. The sweaty human man sitting next to him beamed as he thought he had played Kas, winning big in this round, and he had. The man was clearly some corporate big wig or something, the way he threw credits around.

Kas pushed himself up from the table in feigned defeat. "Well, you bled me dry; maybe next time. " he moved over and slapped the man on the shoulder in congratulations. Kas hit the man just a little harder to elicit a slight grunt from the man as his free hand slid into the man's pocket, robbing him blind. "Get lost, kid!" the man said, the alcohol he had spit up from the hit dripping from his chin.

"Will do, boss." he said with a shake of his head, the man's credits already tucked away as he disappeared into the crowd.

 

[Zhaan Duran]

Duran had let out a shork bark of laugher and roughly patted the VIP couch he was lounging on. "Just after the furniture, really."

"Hell yeah, that's the spirit." The Chiss corsair leaned forward as the expensive pints showed up along with the shotsled, joining in on the bonus drinking without hesitation. "Aye!" he called out, always ready for shots.

Apparently he could handle a four-person shotsled about as well as a starship, ducking down to compensate for the folks shorter than him. Zhaan held the hoversled steady and angled to down his entire shot. 'Course the four drinkers' coordination apparently wasn't the best and at least half of them spilled.

"Haha! Nice wipeout, lady," he teased the new girl- Pram, or something?- after noticing half her shot had splashed across her clothes. Duran being Duran, after the shotsled was let down he gulped a good amount of beer after it. "Ay, think this boat's too posh for beer pong?" he asked the group at large, a smirk well in place on his face.

@Sreeya @TheDudeMike @Altaris

Dice: 18/20 shotski

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

As Trodai entered the Lady of Mindor he admired the ship while he made his way to the party. Although he wasn't usually one for such social gatherings he figured it would provide a opportunity to see some of the bigger players in the galactic sphere of influence, even Sith or those that could be allies someday.

And so he approached the VIP area where all of them seemed to be gathering, showing his invitation.

As he entered,he saw how a Sith he didn't know fall all over the dance floor, bringing several with him. Much to his amusement.

He had chosen a form fitting Informal Combat Wear with his swords hanging from his sides and his blaster just in case things went nasty. One could never be too careful even at a party. He took a quick look around only seeing one he recognised, Kodi. He remembered the name he had given him 'Tentacleface' he recalled.

He gave a quick nod as he went to get a drink from the bar.

"I'll have a shot of Flameout."

The bartender looked a little surprised. The drink was known to be extremely strong and that, when mixed correctly, was known for producing sensations similar to a scalding of the tongue and a freezing of the throat. He shrugged and gave the Pureblood what he asked, thinking nothing of it as he prepared the powerful liquor.

As he passed it over, Trodai paid the credits and took the drink. Letting the sharp flavours slide down his throat as he finished it, ordering another as he continued to observe, he would wait to see if any approached, he waited first to see if any would approach or notice him.

It mattered little if not, he was here to relax as much as any here. Although some appeared to have gotten a head start. He smiled, it was going to be a fun night perhaps.

 

[Z'Kair]

Kai took his shotsled and was almost successful. A lot of it managed to splash down on his coat, and he gave an involuntary yelp. He despised the thought of any liquid on his fur, but thankfully the coat stopped most of it, "Beer pong next!" Kai called out eagerly in agreement with Blue (@Mr. Teatime ).

Kai looked over at Param who had fared just as poorly as him from the shotsled. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight, grabbing some napkins nearby, “What happened to your super reflexes?” He asked, unable to keep from laughing as he paused to help her clean up. He tried to ignore the fact that this involved wiping over her chest.

The Fiani shrugged out of his coat, revealing a rolled up button down and a vest underneath. Kai had actually bothered to clean up for this occasion because he knew it was the corporate sector. His left arm had a full sleeve tattoo of intricate designs, some of it thorns, vines and one specific type of flower. The Fiani was about to ask Param a question when he saw a very familiar face across the room.

“FERRY?” (@Raydo )Kai called out louder than he intended. The name wasn’t exactly creative - he was a zeltron, he had pheromones that came in handy, ‘Pheromones’ was a long word and boom, Ferry. Kai had distinct memories of being stuck in a juvie cell with a 15 year old boy when he was 14. Somehow Ferry ‘convinced’ the guards to simply let them out. The two had almost become good friends, but Ferry went abruptly missing. The Zeltron was the only one in this entire hall that had seen Kai when he still had both his eyes.

“I’ll be right back, okay?” Kai asked Param. The Fiani started making his way over towards Ferry to confirm his identity when the giant man dancing with Ruby set off a domino effect. Kai was one of the casualties as the Sith collided into him and toppled him over. The Fiani dropped like a sack of potatoes, growling to himself as he hoisted himself up off the ground. He used the other man as leverage to get up to stand again, glaring with his single eye.

However, even in a crisis, his sleight of hand came into play because he pickpocketed the Sith during the falling commotion ( @Javier esschoolbus I rolled a 16/20 to pickpocket Trael, but I’ll let you pick what Kai nabs. Has to be something more interesting than one of his ten daggers pls)

“Damn, you don’t have to try that hard to get her attention.” Kai scoffed as he sprang up to his feet. He gave Ruby (@LadyRen ) a grin and a jut of his chin as he passed by her to find Ferry.

@TheDudeMike

 

[Kas Vren]

He was about to swipe a nice-looking watch off some trust fund guy when he heard a commotion behind him. He spun, his heart already speeding up in preparation to run, but it was nothing but a dance floor disaster.

He was about to go back to his swiping when he saw a familiar set of ears poke up from the carnage. "No kriffin' way..." he said to himself. Even as the Fiani worked to free himself from the tangle of bodies, Kas noticed the guy's hands swipe some of his possessions. "Yep, that's firefox." he thought to himself with a grin. Firefox had been a nickname earned after Kodi had started a fire in some rival's cells but had singed his tail in the process.

The two had been as good of friends as kids could be in juvie. They had looked out for each other against some of the bigger guys. By the end of their stay, they were making a name for themselves before they had managed to bust themselves out.

"Small kirffin' galaxy!" he said excitedly as he approached the Fiani, reaching in for a fist bump. "Long time no see, Furball. Still got it, I see." he said, jutting a chin out towards where he had pocketed the stolen item. "Whatcha been up to, firefox?" he finally asked, truly interested for the first time that night.

@Sreeya

 

[Doorcuttah]

Doorcuttah knocked back his flask in a hurry, belching and wiping the foam from his mouth with haste after spotting the fancy new drinks on offer from his little brother. "WAZ ET?" The Orcolan squinted, but simply couldn't understand the tiny person writing on the can.

Naturally, however, Doorcuttah was intimately familiar with The Shotgun and readily held the can up before smashing it into one of his tusks with glee. The delicious liquid burst all over his face and down his commercially viable stomach, making a terrible mess all around.

Suddenly, the strangest thing happened next. Blinking rapidly, the carbonated beverage shot through the Orcolan's system and its potency in full effect. "That was delicious!" Doorcuttah exclaimed. His eyes now glowing purple, face energized. "Fuck yes I do, only the finest Fantazi you've ever tried, and all the truffles you can eat!" Wrapping his lofty arm around his little brother, Doorcuttah started walking towards his hidden stash completely oblivious to what had occurred, other than feeling completely in the peak of his prime.

"Oh dear." Polly sighed.

@Fine Dining Set

 

[Maeve]

Once on the dancefloor, Maeve gave quite a performance before she was actually the one throwing him a challenging smirk, so as if to say 'your turn'. The tall stranger began, moving his leg backwards, but whatever happened next was so unpredictable that it did catch her off guard a little. What started with a spin ended in a whole bunch of casualties- Kai included, as he was literally walking past in just the wrong moment.

While the handsome stranger didn't bump against her, he did knock over so many guests that in the end, the last of the dominoes toppled over right next to her, grabbing her elbow for balance and thus dragging her down in delay as well. Maeve dropped to her knees, her torso bent over forwards and half landing on the one who had caused the dancefloor pile-up (@Javier esschoolbus).

Obviously, her eyes immediately fell on the dangers and obviously, as she used the chaos to get up, she attempted snatching one. Given the huge convoluted pile of angry people, spilled drinks and general commotion, she was fairly certain it was hard to catch for the stranger (especially because her body blocked his line of sight), and as she was back on her feet, she 'accidentally' bumped against Kai (@Sreeya), letting the dagger disappear in his backpocket in one swift motion while she muttered an apology.

She briefly met his gaze and for a split second there was sheer mischief in her eyes, yet the somewhat knowing look on his face told her they had both tried to make the most out of the situation. She'd go claim her bounty from its temporary storage later, but for now she focused on the chaos causer. "Wow...quite some moves you've got there", she chuckled amusedly, pretending to be naught but the fun partygoer as she offered him a hand. "So that was surely impressive on its own. I've never seen someone sweep such a mass of people of their feet that quickly". Once he was back up, she'd prefer to keep him distracted and so she continued the playful banter for now. "What will your next move do? What could possibly be more spectacular?".


Roll 12/20 for pickpocketing, Sree just read my mind again loool

 

[Cipher Four]

—Image

___Aimi's time spent with Altair's in his palace "awakened" something in her. While she still dutifully served the Empire, wordlessly accepting missions as issued, she was taking more time for herself. It was still less time than anyone in any other position might consider healthy, but it improved, and she felt better. She was even considering paying a visit to her homeworld, regardless of what kind of reaction such a return might elicit from the people in her settlement.

___That was a concern for a different time. Aimi had chosen to board the Lady of Mindor tonight to reacquaint herself with civilian life. Her initial reaction and sensation to the loud music and lights was, in a word, shellshock. It was a drastically different environment than the balls and parties she attended to get close to senators or other targets of importance or political subterfuge or intrigue.

___Aimi adjusted the loose-hanging jacket draped around her arms, her head swaying as she absorbed the atmosphere. People were dancing, drinking, and laughing. Others were playing games like GalaCue or darts. Everyone had someone else, a place to be and something to do. Aimi had nothing. She had come to this place alone, and though a part of her longed to socialise and interact, the woman was so far estranged from civilian life that she found herself at odds about where to begin.

___With a dishevelled sigh, Aimi parked herself on an unoccupied bench to sit and observe the partygoers. Orcoloans shouting, people collapsing into one another, shots downing in rapid succession, undoubtedly illegal substances changing hands and imbibing them shortly after. Where did she even begin in a situation like this?

 

[Trael Osso-Drast]

As he laid on the floor and the chaos ensued. As the woman(@LadyRen) went to fall on him he instinctively used the force to prevent her from fully falling. Though he still didn’t notice the sticky fingers of either pickpocket.

He sat up, realizing that his awareness without aid of the force was lacking. As he stood up his dance partner “Well if you liked that you better be prepared. That was only a sample.” Beginning to dust himself off. She seemed to be enjoying teasing him about his fall. “If that’s all I knocked down I must be losing my touch.“ A smirk forming, did he just bust his ass sure. Did it annoy him? Most definitely. Yet he wasn’t going to let it ruin his night. “I haven’t quite decided yet but I’m capable of many extraordinary things.”

@LadyRen

 

[Param Vour]

"I left them at home," she quipped with a beaming smile to Kodi (@Sreeya ). Her laughter turned into a giggle, not wanting to move too much as he helped her wipe herself off. There was nothing she could do about it getting on her dress, but that was okay. When Kodi's help made the inadvertant journey to her chest, her cheeks flushed bright. It was like he had bound her in the Force and kept her stunned.

Even more so when he revealed his tattoos. The flower and weaving of the vines. It was beautiful. So much so that she didn't notice he was about to ask her something before telling her to be right back. Param stiffened as she heard the words. He'd told that to her before. They were good though, right? He wouldn't ditch her completely, not at his own celebration? She'd only answer with a small nod, only broken out of her thoughts running wild by a commotion behind her after he'd left.

Param turned to find Trael on his ass in front of a beautiful woman, of course, and a string of people behind him including Kodi on the ground. Her heart almost leapt into her throat until Kodi got right back up, and continued on. Okay good, he was fine. She wasn't expecting to see Trael here, and a myriad of emotions washed over her. A distraction for her was needed.

"You fly with Kodi?" she asked, turning her silver gaze the Chiss (@Mr. Teatime ) next to her. A warm smile spread across her lips. It wasn't fake; Param loved to meet new people. It would still distract her from thoughts of, well, all the other side of the room.

@Sreeya @Mr. Teatime

 

[Wolfe Thawne]

The tumble on the dance floor caught Wolfe's attention, with a well-dressed man (@Javier esschoolbus) causing quite the commotion as he knocked down several surrounding dancers including both his dancing partner (@LadyRen) and an unfortunate passerby (@Sreeya). The mercenary let out a slight chuckle; he'd be mortified to be involved in the situation himself, but the chaotic environment was certainly helping him relax. As he continued looking around the party, Wolfe picked up on a lone Sith Pureblood (@Akheron) , swords hanging at his sides despite the party atmosphere. Preparedness something he respected; perhaps it might make for an interesting conversation?

Wolfe stood up from his spot at the bar and moved a few spaces down to sit next to the pureblood, motioning the bartender over.

"One of whatever he's drinking, please."

The bartender looked surprised; that probably meant the drink was unconventional, but the mercenary was nothing if not up for challenging new experiences. They placed a shot glass in front of the human, which he took and raised with a slight nod to the red-skinned alien next to him.

"To you I guess."

Wolfe tossed the shot back, taking a sharp inhale as the taste burned his mouth, the drink cold as he felt it run down the back of his throat. It was a bit of a shock, but he liked it; something to steel his nerves if nothing else. Placing the empty glass down with a long exhale, the mercenary turned to address the Pureblood directly with a gesture to the swords at the Sith's side.

"Prepared for anything I see. I like it."​

 

[Zhaan Duran]

Duran got to figuring out beer pong on a luxury party yacht's VIP section with the kind of remarkable jury-rig proficiency of a man raised by pirates. A lovely wood table of sufficient length would work, and various glasses of different expensive beers- some spiked with bonus alcohol, of course- and he slipped a waiter some credits to find a small ball that would float. The bartender, both scandalized and amused, began crafting the most important part of beer pong.

The Juice, a collection of random beer and alcohol the losers had to drink.

A bit of chaotic shenanigans off on the dance floor caught his eye, what with Kodi getting knocked over and all, but it seemed fine and the Fiano went off to talk to some pinkish fellow near the bar. Duran shrugged about it and took a drink of beer.

Carmine eyes rotated to look down at the young lady (@TheDudeMike ) again when she asked him something, a relaxed smirk still in place. "Right you are. Name's Duran, pilot, slinger of gun and whiskey." He offered her a hand to firmly shake should she take it.

"Pleasure. Didn't catch your name, miss..?" He'd heard the name said but hadn't been paying that much attention and didn't feel the need to say that part aloud.

Zhaan afterward cupped his hands to shout a drawl over at Kodi (@Sreeya ) and the person (@Raydo ) he'd ended up next to.

"Ay! Ya friend joinin' posh pong?"

 

[Chef HoloFlex]

The Emryc Energy procedure had worked. Now the Orc could talk - Flex remained oblivious to the inner workings of this success, and only noted that for the future Emergy could indeed be used as medicine. He would have to include it in his sales pitch. Speaking of... "Yo, bro. Seems like you're really satisfied with your experience drinking Emryc Energy. How about I put you down for a couple year subscription? Its per-month rate is cheaper with a 48-month contract." He clicked on his datapad to pull up his vendor page and create another happy customer.

Meanwhile, he shoved his hand into the Fantazi mushrooms, eating them like candy. He wanted to see some shit. He popped another tab open of Emergy and mixed it with a dark liquor. The foul concoction bubbled in his chalice. In between a bite of mushrooms, he gulped some of it down. A three-person pileup near the dance floor took some of the momentum out of the party.

From across the room, he spotted another Fiani (@Remileah) without a drink. Tragic! He cupped his hand to yell "HEADS UP!" and threw an energy drink in her direction. However, his aim was off as he heaved it; it flew like a shotput straight into the column ahead of him, exploding on impact and showering those in the immediate vicinity with purple drink. He couldn't be bothered to care about cleaning up right now. "OH SHIT! MY BAD! COME GRAB A DRINK!" Flex turned back to his Orcish companion (@Xorism ) "So, uh..." Had he heard his name. "Door Butter? Was it? Tell me about that routine." Flex, well, flexed.

"I've got a decent pump but I'm trying to bulk like you. I think it's my diet, but I've thought about going on a cycle to boost my strength and size. Maybe compete." He'd love to take home a Mr. Orsimer one year. "You know how it goes, though. Bureaucracy. You planning a cut anytime soon, or you still bulking?"

 

[Param Vour]

Param smiled and took Duran's hand tenderly, shaking it. "Param," she said, letting go of his hand. There was chaos all around. Between Trael attempting to dance, Kodi knowing everyone in the place, and herself having been doused in alcohol, it was a lot to take in at once. Things were being thrown, people were yelling. This was quickly becoming a rager.

"So you must be the brains on ship, huh?" Param asked Duran (@Mr. Teatime ). Hopefully he was also someone that would pick up after Kodi. Mental images of walking over clothes and pizza boxes filled her mind. "Can I count on you to relay something to Kodi for me?"

@Mr. Teatime

 

[Zhaan Duran]

"One of several," Duran answered her a little stiffly. He wasn't the type to elevate himself above his crew to strangers, no matter if Kodi knew them. Her next question was met with a skeptical look of bemusement. He waved a hand in Kodi's general direction, off through the crowd with his friend.

"Why not tell him yourself? He's right over ther- oh, no, over there," Zhaan said, pointing over at him. He'd lost sight of Kodi for a second in the chaos. The Chiss had no idea why this new person wanted him to be her messenger. Damnit strange lady, he was a pilot, not a mailman.

Duran ducked down but still managed to get some of it on his shirt. "Aw for fuck's sake- oi, watch it! Smells like liquid locker room." He grumbled and grabbed a table cloth to wipe himself off with.

@TheDudeMike

 

[Param Vour]

The Chiss had a point. Normally she didn't see Kodi again after he told her he'd be right back. She gave sigh, right before the Chiss was rudely pelted with liquid locker room. Param held extra napkins and a towel for the Chiss. "You okay?" she asked. Her concern was pretty genuine.

He had a point though. Param left the Chiss with the napkins and towel, trying to make her way toward Kodi. It would be a miracle if she actually made it without something happening.

@Mr. Teatime

 

[Z'Kair]

Kai thought he felt Maeve (@LadyRen )grab his ass, but he knew her well enough to know she was full of complete shit most of time. He frantically checked the back of his pants, surprised to find a little prize there. The Fiani glanced over his shoulder, the genuine surprise on his face as he held her gaze for a moment. Almost as if he was seeing her for the first time despite their multiple run ins.

But for now, he had other priorities - namely in the form of FERRRRYY. (@Raydo)

“DUDE!” The Fiani bellowed, a mixture of spiced and drunk. He completely missed the fist bump, but he pulled the other man into a one armed hug, “Where the fuck have you been?” He looked around before lowering his voice, “Did you…did you become one of those?” Kai asked, grimacing slightly. He knew Ferry wasn’t an ordinary kid. He knew it wasn’t just the pheromones that made the guard get that glazed over look and open the cell door. It was something different. Something unnatural. It took a long time for Kai to come to terms with it, but seeing him now reminded him all over again.

Kai heard Blue (@Mr. Teatime )call out about pong and he threw an arm around Ferry’s shoulder to physically drag him back towards the party. On the way there, Flexo randomly hurled a can of Emryc Energy across the room. It was by some miracle, but he reached out a hand in time to smack the can away inches in front of the face of a beautiful, but definitely older, Fiani. (@Remileah )

He looked back at her and flashed her a grin, puffing himself up like he wasn't a guy barely out of his teens, “Normally this is the part where I'd give you a sexy wink, but I lost my eye in a terrible fight against Sith,” He gave her a playful jut of his chin instead before continuing his march back towards Blue and Param. On his way, he came across Flexo (@Fine Dining Set ) and the massive orcolan (@Xorism ) in front of him.

“Nice to meet you, Door Butter,” Kai said cheerfully before turning to Flexo, “FLEX! Meet Ferry,” He said, his words slurring slightly, “‘Cause you know, pheromones,” He snickered, ignoring how stupid the name actually was, “Ferry, this is Flexo, my first crew member!” Kai cleared his throat, “We run a completely legitimate privateering operation of course,” He knew Ferry, a fellow crook, would understand the implications. That was unless he went off to become a Jedi or some bullshit…

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

The sound of a familiar nickname immediately captured Ferrin’s attention. His lips tugged towards a lopsided smirk, jutting his chin in greeting towards the Fiani that had organized the entire event. It had been weeks since their little smuggling run, mere coincidence that they ran into each another once again. “Sup Tails!” He said, amusement lacing his voice. “Who died and left you loaded?” He called back. The Pantoran had no idea what job the Fiani had scored for himself, but he could only imagine it was something big to justify the party yacht.

The Pantoran was already in the celebratory spirit - and the Shotski only served to lighten his mood further. Ducking down with the rest, Ferrin managed to down the shot with minimal spillage (11/20). The excess liquor was wiped from the sides of his mouth with his thumb. His attention was immediately drawn to the other blue-skinned humanoid, the call for beer pong bringing the mirth back to his expression.

“I’m game,” He said, gradually making his way over to the table that was gradually being set up in the middle of the room. He caught bits and pieces of the conversation between Param and Duran, snorting with bemusement at her slightly underhanded comment. What was that about? He shook his head, his attention flicking back to the pair once the cups were more-or-less arranged into place.

Of course, it was the flying cab of Emergy that Ferrin caught out of the corner of his eye. The Pantoran instinctively ducked and shielded his body with his hands, just as everyone else was subjected to the splash zone. Curiously, not a drop of brightly colored liquid made contact with his crisp white shirt, dumb luck for anyone watching. In reality, Ferrin was going to keel over before letting one of his nicer wardrobe items get ruined.

“Either of you joinin’ us?” He called out to both of the Orcolan. More the merrier, and almost certainly better to recruit them into the game to avoid any random projectiles.

Kai and the others gradually started making their way over, while Param seemingly moved to meet them half away. Ferrin’s attention flicked back over to Duran, flashing the Chiss a smirk. “Didn’t get a chance to introduce myself back there,” He said, extending a hand. “I’m Ferrin.”

 

[Doorcuttah]

Cuttah pulled out both hands for this one, attempting to count up to 48 only to lose count after a few seconds when Flex pulled out his data pad. "I'd be saving so much money! sign me up!!" He triumphantly slapped his chest with glee as he scooped some Fantzi into his large gullet.

The monster bagh of Fantazi mushrooms wasn't at risk of running out anytime soon, with the Orcolan happily offering a handful to any passerby that wanted to try these potent funny mushies. @everyone

"Oh that? Should I go any bigger?" The Orcolan lifted his large arm to gingerly flex. The real answer was that he'd often lose anything he came into contact with for any significant amount of time and thus spent an inordinary further amount of time then searching for it. With all the walking, running and lifting heavy objects to check under them - he recieved a surprising amount of cardio and weight workouts.

"Oh yeah, I'm in the gym like every day." He muttered, sliding sideways as if to be wanting something to be kept on the down-low. "The real secret to bulking are golden truffles, found in only one forest on Orsimer. You've probably never even heard of them." Stepping back, he looked over his fellow Orcolan with pride. "You're lookin' pretty big bro, I reckon another cycle and you'll be set." @Fine Dining Set

The sudden appearance of a patched Fiani caught his attention immediately, offering the bagh of shrooms with a cheery grin. @Sreeya "Yaeah these go great with butter, how did you know?" he clearly had had some of these before, Cuttah was sure. Tapping Flex on the shoulder, he had a thought. "Beer pong or an arm wrestle. I'm down." @Fine Dining Set

@Fine Dining Set

 

[Cipher Four]

___Aimi's ears turned towards the yelling Orcoloan before her head did. She didn't have the time to react to the drink flying in her direction, but as luck would have it, a passing Fiani (@Sreeya) was there to deflect it away from her. The woman jumped with startled alarm as the interaction happened, overwhelmed by how quickly everything transpired. Her attention turned towards the other Fiani as he spoke to her, his words earning a chortle in response.

___"Really? That's quite the story," Aimi replied with a grin. She had to give credit where it was due, though: despite his age, he seemed like a charmer. Specifically, he seemed like a heartbreaker. She wasn't sure she'd let him sway her with honeyed words and a cheeky smile. Still, the interaction provided her a means to acquaint herself with some of the party-goers, especially after she just had a drink thrown at her.

___Who was she to say no? Aimi rose to her feet and sauntered over to the group as they mingled with one another. So much conversation was going on, and she was admittedly out of her element. How and why could she adopt a false identity and blend in seamlessly, but she had nothing to offer once she needed to be herself? Who was "Aimi"? Sure, she could develop some identity or role to fill independently, but that would blur the line between work and play.

___"Hey," Aimi said, pointing at a collection of unopened energy drinks near the Orcoloan (@Fine Dining Set). "How about that drink?"