Open Neon Lights and Dead Batteries

[Maura Starwalk]

"Zeltros... Zeltros... Zeltros..." The word played on repeat over and over in the girl's head as she strolled down the busy city street. "Damn, I can't think of a rhyme for it at all." She swept her hand back through her hair, glanced around, then sighed. The padawan wasn't just wandering the streets aimlessly (even though that was something she would probably do anyways), she was looking for the other padawans she was here with. They'd been given a free day out in the city with the caveat that they, quote on quote, don't get into any trouble, and the group had been wandering around since noon.

Unfortunately, they'd bailed on her. Well, technically she'd wandered off for a little longer than intended, and they were gone when she made her way back. Either way, she had no idea where they were, little idea where she was, and her comm devices were all dead. The sun had just dipped below the urban sprawl horizon, leaving the teenage Jedi alone in the slightly chilly, rainy twilight.

"I just need to find a place to charge my datapad and I'll be fine." She held a hand up to her brow to block the drizzle from her eyes and began to look around again. Now that it was starting to rain, the streets were starting to clear up, but she didn't have much hope to spot the others. She didn't know any of them very well and seeing as they were in plain clothes, she couldn't just look for anyone remotely Jedi-looking. Maura didn't exactly stand out either with her outfit. The two most colorful things on her right then were her J's and the grown dye in her hair, and even the neon colors were dulled as they soaked up the rainwater.

After deciding that maybe she should get out of the rain - being sopping wet didn't sound too appealing to Maura - the girl began wandering the alleyways instead of the streets. She slowly began gravitating toward the ever-growing sound of music, and eventually, she came to stand in front of what looked like an old warehouse. Flashing, neon colors could be seen from the outside windows near the roof, and when Maura tried the solid metal door, it opened right up to her delight.

Maura was assaulted by a cacophony of sounds - bass, treble, and a myriad of voices - and the thick smell of smoke and fog. Despite the cough in her throat and the overwhelming amount of noise going on, she could feel her heart rate increase not with anxiety, but excitement. Dozens upon dozens of bodies filled the space, most of which were Zeltron, but many of which were not. It was a true Zeltron party going on, though the age group here seemed pretty skewered toward the late teens.

Despite her very intense desire to join the party, she definitely needed to at least find a place to charge her datapad first. So the hunt was on.

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

Dimetri had been attending the parties of Zeltron periodically, sometimes they played music he enjoyed enough to have fun here. Hiding in the crowd he wore his normal look, nice set of jeans, a flannel over the white tee and a beautiful pair of Konverse. His hair fluffed and his skin glowing from the neon lights. Taking a break from the mosh pit he made his way to the bar, but he had caught sight of a certain familiar face he hadn't seen around here before.

It was Maura. A good few questions had came up to the mind pretty quickly. First of which was why was she here, he hadn't ever known her to be around places like this. Despite how long he could ask himself questions and let her get lost he figured it was best to come check on her.

"Hey, Maura," He would call out looking to grab her attention as he made his way over, "What brings ya here?" The Mirialan gave a little chuckle of surprise as he stood before her. The neon made her hair light up which was pretty cool to see. He wasn't going to be quick to judge or anything, he figured everyone should be able to enjoy a party and good music when they feel like it. So if she was here, he might as well let her have someone she knew show her around.

@lizziie

 

[Ezra Thorne]

Music​

The bass was thumping, the music was booming, and he felt all his organs moving to the beat. As usual, he had to wear some earbuds to make the noise levels manageable. While it would be expected for him to only frequent the fancy joints, he found the warehouse and underground club scenes far more entertaining.

He had arrived here with a few people that sold him drugs because they weren’t a part of any fancy social circles. Ezra was adorned in a jacket with all black underneath, sporting a necklace and a beaded bracelet on one wrist. The other had a modest chrono on it. His hair was dyed a loud color not only to keep his identity anonymous, but it also made his silver eyes pop even more. Ezra was Reed Elris tonight as per his fake ID.

Ezra stepped away from the dancing for a moment, sweat lining his body. He ordered a round of drinks to take back to his friends from the bar. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a cute girl with multi colored hair (@lizziie ). His gaze lingered that way for a moment, but she was soon approached by someone else. He focused his attention back on waiting to get the bartender’s attention, his patience growing thin. The urge to name drop to get whatever he wanted was rapidly growing.

@Scoobert

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri was lost in the music, letting herself dance away to the ear-drum thumping beats that she could feel as much in her heels as she heard through her ears. She had been wandering the city with another padawan, both escapes from the Jedi field trip, but could not handle their incessant chatter for more than half an hour. So when they had walked past the building with the loud sounds coming from within, and hearing a song playing that she recognized (@Sreeya), she had just walked in, forcing her fellow padawan to follow. She had let the padawan whose name she did not know talk away for a bit, no longer as bothered by it as she could no longer hear a word he said. But then she had heard another song she liked, and had simply walked away mid "conversation" to go dance.

She had enjoyed herself for a while, till she started getting bothered by people wanting to come and dance with her, which she handled by shifting away to a different part of the dance floor. She repeated this process a few times, till she had wandered over close to the bar, where she noticed a familiar face. His hair was different, darker, and in her opinion better, but she recognized the face. Intrigued, she started moving towards the bar mid dance, coming to a stop besides the boy from the museum, something about her moves having cleared a path for her.

Noticing the situation, as the bartender was walking by, she used the Force to tug on the his shirt, robe, vest, whatever the patchwork thing was that covered his well muscled chest, the crowd and sounds and general atmosphere making it almost impossible for anyone to notice. She caught his attention as he was forced to turn towards them, the fact that her head was barely visible above the bar countered by the almost dead expression with him she spoke up before he could look away.

"Two of whatever he wants." She would give Ezra a silent glance, before returning his attention to the bartender, only speaking up again once he left to make/fetch their drinks.

"Did not expect to see you here. Panhandling is legal on Zeltros, I thought you did not approve."

 

[Maura Starwalk]

She felt like someone was watching her, which was pretty much a given in a place like this, but she couldn't shake it. It was enough that Maura temporarily tore her eyes away from the walls to peer out into the crowd, but she looked a moment too late. The back of Ezra's (@Sreeya) purple head was lost to the sea of pink skin and flashy outfits. She turned back around - "Ah!" - and came face-to-face with a familiar green padawan. He had startled her.

"WHAT?" She could hear the words that fell from his mouth, but with so much other noise going on between the music and chattering voices, it was like sensory overload for the knife-eared padawan. She stared blankly at him for a moment longer before the meaning behind them caught up with her, the result of both delayed auditory processing and her resorting to reading lips. "OH!" The padawan unpocketed her datapad and pointed aggressively at the screen. "I'M TRYING TO FIND A CHARGER!"

Someone nearby gave her a confused look, and Maura realized that maybe she didn't need to shout above the music. Her throat was likely to get sore if she tried that for their entire conversation anyways. A quizzical look came over her face, and she asked, "Wait, what are you doing here?"

If Dimetri was here, then maybe it would be fine for her to stick around. She really did want to, especially since she'd never been to anything like this at all.

But first, charger.

"Can you help me find one? I'm not seeing anything..." Maura put her hand above her brow to block out the neon flashing lights as she glared along the wall for anything to find... nothing. Where would outlets be? By the bar maybe?

tag: @Scoobert

 

[Ezra Thorne]

Ezra saw the crowds parting in the corner of his eye and it took a moment to register that it was the result of terrible dance moves. It took a whole new level of confidence to dance that strangely, and he had to admire it. The girl in question cut through to the bar and ordered some drinks while pointing to him. Ezra eyed her curiously until she faced him and he recognized her at once. To say that he was a little nervous was an understatement - he couldn’t have anyone blowing his cover here. Instead, he decided to play it cool, taking a moment to recognize that she actually used his own line on him.

“I must have made quite the impression on you,” He said as the bartender returned with his preferred drinks. It was a perfect mix of fruity and bitter, and it packed a punch. Ezra clicked his glass against hers, “I’m Reed,” He said as he extended a hand to shake hers. He knew they had met, but he was making it abundantly clear he was someone else tonight.

@Wit

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri accepted the drink, eying it curiously before taking a sniff, and then a drink. She took a quick sip, the burning sensation in the back of her throat as it went down catching her by surprised. This wasn't her first time drinking, but it was definitely the first time drinking something that strong. Yet, she didn't...not like it.

Taking the offered hand, not sure why he was going incognito, she knew well enough to play along. She knew who he was, she could imagine the sort of life that came with his name. So whatever he wished to be called, and for whatever reason, it was no-one's business. "Yes," she replied instead of introducing herself, she wasn't going under an alias after all, "you did. You bought me food. Even though you had no reason to." Of course, there was more. More that had happened that day, more that had left an impression on her. But she also remembered how he had reacted, so saw no point in pushing those buttons.

So she left it at the food, and proceeded to take another sip of the drink, this time she was prepared for the strength, and liked it even more. "Thank you for that, by the way. Hmm," she paused, holding up her hand before her, touching her fingertips together, "they're tingling." She took another sip, before looking up to him, curious eyes twinkling with excitement.

"This is nice, what is it? We don't get these on...you know."

@Sreeya

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

When Maura went to answer his question, she yelled it pretty loud. Kinda caught Dimetri off guard a little bit, making him react by cocking his head back and giving a confused but amused look. He guessed she underestimated how loud she could be. Or overestimated the music's volume. Either way Dimetri thought it was kinda funny. So he gave a little laugh before answering her,

"Yea I brought mine, here." He would pull out his data phone charger, of which he used on his data pad just the same and handed to Maura, "There's an outlet by the bar over there, only one I know of right now." The Mirialan cocked an eyebrow though when she asked what he was doing here. He wanted be shocked by the question but he hadn't really hung out with many of the Jedi often. A lot of their social scenes were dry and bland. Here he felt alive.

"Well I come here most weekends and any other chance I get. It's fun. Plus there's no socially awkward people here." A smiled would cross his face as he nodded to the bar, surely she still needed to use the thing before he took it back. Making his way over he was sure Maura would come along, but if not, he wouldn't be surprised. She had a nack for scurrying off onto ships and what not. Whatever the case Dimetri was parched and he was looking for a fine beverage.

As the bartender came by he would stop him to get his attention, "Hey bar man! Lemme get an Ultra, and a.." He'd turn to Maura and ask, "What do you drink?"

@lizziie

 

[Maura Starwalk]

Maura's ears perked up at the sight of the charger, and she greedily snatched it from his outstretched hand as soon as he offered it to her. "Dope! Lead the way then!"

It was still a bit difficult for her to discern individual sounds, so until she adjusted to the noisy environment she had to rely partially on lip-reading to keep up. He started talking about coming here every weekend - "Every weekend?! He takes a ship out here every weekend?!" - and made a comment about socially awkward people. There must have been some context to it, but it didn't resonate with the girl.

"How are you able to come out here every weekend?" she asked just before they reached the bar. There was genuine surprise in her voice. "Is it 'cause he's eighteen?" Surely that would mean he got more privileges, right? Not that Maura had ever really waited around for the green light to go places... like, ever. So if it was something shady, she wouldn't judge him for it after a 'Maura code' had to be briefly enforced to make sure the rainbow-haired padawan hadn't stowed away on a ship a few years ago. "I'm not sure I would choose to come here again," she added just as they reached the bar. "I mean, at least not without earplugs!" Her distant look turned into a mischievous grin. This was totally her element! She was gonna meet so many new people while she waited for her datapad to charge.

Dimetri sauntered up to the bar and hailed the tender for a drink while Maura ducked behind the counter and began looking for the nearest outlet. She found one tucked under the shelves, out of sight. "Perfect." She wouldn't have to keep an eye on it. The bartender would (unknowingly) be doing that for her.

"Uhhhh- " Her head popped back up just as Dimetri asked her what she wanted. She'd had alcohol before, but never in a place like this, so she had no idea what to get. The girl quickly glanced down the counter to see what everyone else had and spotted Cirillia (@Wit) sitting with some guy (@Sreeya) a bit further down. They both had the same drink, so Maura pointed vaguely in their direction and answered, "Whatever they're having."

After she was shooed out from behind the bar by the bartender, Maura plopped onto a bar stool on the other side of Dimetri, closer to where Cirillia and Ezra were seated.

"Cirillia's here too," she chirped, accepting the drink when the bartender slid it over. "I didn't know it was...normal for Jedi to come to stuff like this." Did they all decide individually to go? Was it a group thing? She felt some kind of way wondering why she'd never been invited if so, but she wasn't surprised. Despite her outgoingness, she didn't really have any friends who would come to something like this. Ruzaan certainly wouldn't dream of it, Layla was... well, they hadn't talked in a while, and... "Wow, is that really it?"

She needed to spend less time around adults, clearly.

"But it's awesome that they do!" Maura exclaimed before taking a big sip of her drink and tried to hold back a face after the sting of the alcohol burned down her throat. "I love parties!"

tag: @Scoobert

 

[Sigtryggr Thorite]

Sigtryggr had wished to forget what had happened recently with Captain Harkeen, or whatever his damn name was, and what better way to do that than by partying it up at the center of the partyverse. The young lad was eager to just let loose a little and worry about the dreadful thought of his future tomorrow.

He'd wear something casual to try and blend in with the others, sneaking in with another group and finding the party has been going on for some time. There were a number of interesting people standing out from the crowd but he decided to head over to the bar to order a drink before delving into that. Taking a seat next to a colorful blonde, he waved at the bartender for service, ordering a strong spiced rum after he had completed some other orders.

Next to him was an interesting mix of people, quite happily engaging in conversation without him which gave the deucalian ample time to down his first drink and get another in quick succession. The strong liquor hit the spot just right and was just the start of the night he was looking for.

He'd have to down a few more before the night was over, among other bottles, but first some fun. He turned to the closest two to him, a Mirialan and a rainbow. @Scoobert @lizziie Swinging around to push between the pair as he seemed to catch them during a lull in the conversation and yelled just loud enough to be heard over the music. "Woah, I loooove your hair. Was it professionally done? It looks so good. I'm Siggy by the way."

Next, he turned to his newfound green friend and asked of him. "Dude's got some sick tats too, I got some too under here." He tapped his shirt, though he wasn't sure if they were tattoos on his face or if the Mirialan was born with them, either way, it started a conversation.

Siggy was all smiles and ready to party but he was just as game for whatever they were able to come up with too.

@Scoobert @lizziie

 

[Dimetri Unduli]

She was curious as to how he made it out here every weekend and boy was she gonna get a kick out of it. Now that she' gotten a little older it might be okay to let her in on the deal. Dimetri took a sip and turned to her and spoke lowly to be sure no one was listening, "Alright, so you know where hangar 42 is right? Well, there a lot of ships, so when the rest of us wanna come out to something like this, we just bring one of those late at night."

He would look at her for a moment and then started cracking up, "I'm just playing, the older Padawan get a little more freedom." Then he took another drink. He noticed Cirilla and the devilishly handsome guy she was with and couldn't but nod, "Good for you Cirilla." He wouldn't say it loud enough for her to hear but he meant it.

When Maura was surprised to see another Jedi other than Dimetri, he couldn't help but laugh a little more. She really didn't get out much did she? Or maybe not out to the places most would consider fun. "It's Zeltos. No one here has beef. We just party. I'm sure if you look hard enough you might see a little of every faction." The Mirialan would throw up a finger real quick to show he was gonna add something while he took a drink, "Just don't go around throwing your title, you might land yourself some trouble."

That was when a new face appeared and complemented Maura's hair, it did have a good look in this place. Then he noticed Dimetri's tattoos, while they were more of a prestigious thing than a sick thing, he appreciated it as he had to work for them. When he mentioned his own tattoos, "Well you all talk? Or are ya gonna show us the tats?"

@lizziie @Xorism

 

[Liana Mason]

Parties on Zeltron were just the best!! Not that she would ever drink alcohol or take drugs, but she absolutely didn't need that to have fun! She had her favorite, oversized, wooly pink pullover on, which was obviously a comfortable choice and she joyfully danced to the upbeat music.

Passing by Maura, she eyed the other padawan with wide, excited eyes, her lips curled into a wide, warm smile. "OH HI! OMG I absolutely adore your hair!"(@lizziie), she loudly shouted over the music, flashing her a genuine grin, also waving 'hi' to the others (@Xorism + @Scoobert), before she left for the bar to get herself some fancy, bubbly juice or something. She'd come back to them in a few minutes, wanting to introduce herself properly then when she was not interrupting the ongoing conversation.

On her way to the bar however, she stumbled upon two more super interesting party goers that immediately caught her attention. While gleefully swinging her hips and waving her arms around to the music, she approached the slightly dark or somehow grim looking duo, the over-the-top smile not at all fading. "HEY! I am Liana, or short Lia! It's nice to meet you! I like your silver eyes!", she first turned to Ezra (@Sreeya), excitedly extending her hand while not stopping her dance though, flicking her head to Ciri next. "And your dance moves! Wow! I'm absolutely impressed!" (@Wit). She was glad to have found so many more teens here, thus she was indeed smiling from one ear to the other.

 

[Dante]

Dante had been wondering the city for what he assumed had to be a couple of hours. Having mostly only seen the inside of the Tenloss station he sometimes called home, and the Jedi "temple" he split the other half of his time in. His experience was limited. However his curiosity was not. So hours later....he was lost.

He continued to wonder until he heard the oddest music, he wasn't a huge techno fan but where there was thumping bass, there were often people. So, turning down the alleyway. He quickly stumbled onto the warehouse. The music now visibly vibrating the sheet metal walls.

Pulling open a door he was bombarded by sounds, and fog. But recognized a few faces from class by what appear to be a juice bar. So, out of the rain he came. Bobbing his head as he moved toward the bar and his group he'd lost hours before. He slid in next to a cute blonde haired girl he'd seen passing him before in the halls of the ship/temple, and like a dumbass, accidentally smacked his head on her shoulder (@LadyRen ) as he approached the bar.

"Aahh. Sh....Hey, I'm so sorry. I didn't hurt you did I ?" He asked, rubbing the side of his head.

 

[Ezra Thorne]

He didn’t bother pointing out that he only bought her food because she wouldn’t stop complaining about it. Ezra expected her to be bizarre, and she didn’t disappoint. He calmly sipped from his drink as Cirilla (@Wit) discovered her own fingers. He was pondering on how to make a quick and subtle exit when she spoke to him.

“I can tell..” He said dryly as she remarked about not getting drinks back in her Jedi prison, “It’s called the Chosen One. Supposed to be a perfect balance of sweet and bitter,” It didn’t even occur to him that the concept could be a bit offensive to Jedi, but oh well. His ears perked up as he overheard someone say Cirilla’s name. So the cute girl (@lizziie )knew Cirilla? Ezra was about to ask Cirilla about her when he noticed yet another dude waltz in to crowd the blond. Forget it.

“So are you gonna stand around here or scare some more people with your moves?” Ezra asked Cirilla as he sipped from his drink, highly entertained at the prospect of the latter. Before she could answer, another girl (@LadyRen )popped into the scene. His ears twitched and would have flattened if he were full Sephi. The voice was high pitched and grating, and it was unfortunate it belonged to such a beautiful girl.

“Reed..” He muttered back as he shook her hand, “I like my eyes too,” He said simply, his gaze flicking down to take in her attire, “Not sure I can say the same about that charity shop sweater though..” Ezra muttered, a little unnerved by how much the girl was smiling. It was almost like she was a serial killer, "What are you smoking, out of curiosity?" He asked, genuinely curious about the high quality uppers she must have been on. It was rather common for people to be on drugs at these things after all.

 

[Cirilla Shan]

Ciri couldn't deny that the prospect of more dancing was exciting, and she would have answered as such, most likely by just dragging Ezra to the dance floor rather than vocalizing it in words, when they were joined by another. A few sips ago Lia's appearance might have been further motivation for Ciri to rush the dance floor, after Liana's incessant upbeat chatter was what had driven Ciri to wander into the bar in the first place.

But before she could start dancing, for whatever reason, she heard Ezra's words and her lips pursed together in a slight frown. She leaned in close to Lia, sniffing. "Elderberries, and.." she sniffed again, spotting something else, "spice." She turned to give Ezra a look, wondering how he had spotted it so quickly, even though Ciri herself had spent hours with the girl and noticed nothing. It was surprising to her how much in denial he was, when the Force was so obviously with him.

"You should dance," activity might help burn the drugs out of her system, but she also knew that leaving her alone at a time like this wasn't wise, so she turned to Ezra as she set aside her drink and grabbed both Lia and Ezra with her hands, "I will show you some steps." She didn't wait for a response, and simply began dragging them a few steps away from the bar and began dancing. All the while, concern for the other girl being drugged was mixed in with a complete lack of awareness regarding her inebriation. She was yet to place why she was being nice to Lia.

@Sreeya @LadyRen

 

[Maura Starwalk]

Dimetri told his lie (@Scoobert), and Maura believed him at first. 'Damn, no invite?' was what she wanted to say in response, but maybe they thought she had some stick-in-the-mud, traditional vibe because of who her master was. But then he revealed it was just a joke, and Maura faked a laugh into her drink as she took another swig. It tasted better the more she drank.

A padawan who was vaguely familiar (@LadyRen) appeared, complimented her grown-out dye job super enthusiastically, then disappeared before Maura could thank her. She was soon replaced by a guy she didn't know at all (@Xorism) who had squeezed in between Dimetri and her to ask if her hair was professionally done.

"Nope! I did it myself, and I'm Maura!" she answered, a fanged grin finding its way back onto her face. "I've been dying my own hair since I was fiiiive? Six?" She couldn't quite remember. Oh well. "I'm letting it grow out right now though 'cause it was dead as fuck."

While the boys turned to each other and began talking about their tattoos, Maura grabbed her drink, took another drink, then wandered away. She wanted to meet new people, which meant she didn't want to talk to the same people all night. The Siggy guy was cute and seemed interesting, but was now occupied. She went to look for the girl from before, feeling the same interest in her as Siggy, but saw her busy talking with Cirillia, the violet-haired boy she was with, and another stranger (@Wit @Sreeya @Taz).

"Damn." Oh well. She had until like... she had a while until she needed to be back, and even then, would they really kill her if she was late? "Probablyyyy not." The girl threw back the rest of her drink, set it aside, and wandered off to the dance floor by herself. If she was lucky, maybe someone would just come to join her. Otherwise, she was perfectly happy vibing to the music by herself. The solid kicks of bass mixed with the tingling sensation in her skin from the alcohol was just below overwhelming, but once she got movin' and groovin', she could feel a smile overtake her features as she let the music guide her movements.

 

[Ferrin Sipal]

Unsurprisingly, it only took a measly ten minutes before Ferrin ditched the Padawan field trip - making his way towards one of the never-ending parties across Zeltros. It wasn’t often that the Pantoran got an opportunity to visit the infamous planet, and he planned on making the most of his time there - slipping into one of the warehouses where the music was bumping and people were crammed in like sardines. Naturally, he didn’t expect any of his fellow Jedi to have broken ranks, let alone be in attendance inside.

The Pantoran was dressed casually - sporting a pair of dress pants and a colorful button-down, opened to reveal the white t-shirt underneath. His lilac hair was combed and styled messily, and his outfit was accessorized with a thin gold bracelet on his left wrist - contrasting starkly against his blue skin.

Already a few drinks in, Ferrin had already made his way to the dancefloor - happily grooving and dancing to the music. Of course, it meant that the people closest were subjected to the Pantoran’s bizarre and uncoordinated dance routine - limbs flailing and moving wildly and not at all to the beat. One Twi’lek in particularly had to back up a few steps, narrowly avoiding an unintentional backhand from the Pantoran.

All the while, the wide smile didn’t fade from Ferrin’s lips - completely enjoying himself in that moment.

His attention only shifted when a few others crammed into the dancefloor close - immediately causing his golden eyes to go wide. At once, the Pantoran recognized Cirilla and Liana from the field trip. Were they here to track him down? Was the Knight nearby!? The Pantoran immediately glanced over his shoulder, half-expecting a certain Echani to be death-staring him from across the dancefloor.

After a few moments, it dawned on him that the two Padawan’s were also there to enjoy the party. The smile on his face returned, offering them both a wave in between his uncoordinated dance moves. “Sup guys,” His golden gaze promptly flicked over to Ezra, and he couldn’t mask the hints of surprise upon seeing the Quarter-Sephi.

“Surprise to see you here,” He said with a smirk, internaling wondering how they all seemed to know one another. “And surprised to see you dancing this time.”

@Sreeya @Wit @LadyRen @Scoobert @lizziie @Xorism @Taz

 

[Liana Mason]

What a very pleasant surprise that she had run into the two of them while the music was just so engaging. She kept dancing and dancing, not minding the movement while part of a conversation when even another young man bumped into them. The more the merrier! Admittedly, he slightly bumped into her, but didn't hit her too hard and so this was obviously no big deal! "Oh, hey you! No, everything is fine, that's very polite of you though", she beamed, the tone underlying her voice still totally gleeful and her wide smile unshaken.(@Taz)

"Spice? I do like all kinds of spices actually, even though I tend to stay away from too spicy foods!" Or wait...was she referring to this unspeakably terrible drug that wawas going around? No, no. She didn't even want to consider such an option. They were just here to have a wonderful night and so there was no need to worry. "But yes! Dancing sounds awesome!" (@Wit), she added excitedly though, not complaining the slightest bit when Ciri grabbed both of them. She joyfully followed her onto the dancefloor, turning to Ezra, still shouting loudly. "Oh? Wow that's so perceptive of you to notice! I did get it from this very cute charity shop and it's just sooo soft, look!", she replied happily, rubbing her woolly sleeve against his cheek, flashing him another wide smile. "It's great, isn't it?". Together, all three landed on the dancefloor, or the four of them if Dante had followed, Liana definitely called for him. "Come! The more the merrier!". Another padawan had joined them and she immediately recognized Ferrin, doing a little excited, frolicking jump before she hugged him tightly. "Ciri was just about to show us some fancy moves! I'm glad you're participating too! This is such a fun night already!".(@Altaris)

 

[Sigtryggr Thorite]

Siggy was blown away by Maura's creative talent. "That's so cool, I've been growing my hair out for years and sometimes braid it but I've never tried colors." He'd taken a lot of pride in his locks, though he'd been hoping to grow a fearsome beard in time as he got older.

His pride was quickly challenged by Dim, demanding proof of his tattoos. "Really, here? Uh sure." Siggy looked around and proceeded to lift his shirt up to expose them. "The snake wrapped around my shoulder is Jörmungandr, the world eater. The stars over my heart represent my home, long lost to my people. I want more but I'm not sure what to get. What does yours mean?"

Siggy always got a little emotional talking about home but he quickly snapped back to smiles as he grabbed his drink and let down his shirt. It seemed like a great night to meet new faces after all.

@Scoobert @lizziie

 

[Maura Starwalk]

Dancing by herself was fun enough, but what was the point of being at a party like this if she was just gonna hang out by herself? "Lame." A quick glance back to the bar saw Siggy and Dim still showing off their tattoos, so she looked elsewhere. The other group by the bar with the enthusiastic girl and Cirillia and her date had disappeared. Maura was about to go looking to see where the sweater girl had gone when she was almost taken out by a hand whooshing past her head (@Altaris). It missed the top of her head, but the girl jerked away on instinct anyway.

"Hey! Watch- " Her black eyes settled on the back of a familiar head. "Ferrin?" What was he doing here? How many Jedi were at this party?

He didn't seem to hear her over the music, so the girl hurried to follow. It wasn't hard at all since the crowd was parting to avoid his helicopter arms. "Fer- !" He came to a stop, and she cut herself off. Oh. Everyone was here!

"Ferrin! I didn't know you'd be here," she finished, giving everyone a wave and a toothy grin (@Altaris). Her gaze fell on Ezra, lingering there for a few seconds, before jumping between him and Ciri (@Wit @Sreeya). "Damn, she scored, huh?" Maura gave Ciri a 'knowing' grin and a thumbs-up before introducing herself to Ezra and Liana, neither of which she'd met before.

Almost immediately she turned her attention to the sweater girl who'd complimented her hair earlier (@LadyRen). A new song began to play, and the girl's ears perked up at the sound of it.

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"I love this song! You wanna go dance?" she asked Liana. It was getting a little crowded over here, and with helicopter-arms nearby, less safe too. "I'm Maura by the way!" she added. Liana looked familiar enough - like maybe she'd seen her around before - so she waited in the hope she'd give her a name too.