Drussk huffed slightly at the command to ease off beating the President. He had been enjoying himself. Grabbing the heavy chair roughly with one hand, he hauled the president's throne back into a standing position before giving the man a heavy pat on the back
"Nothing persssonal." He hissed before hsssking in laughter as he grabbed a bottle of spotchka and poured two drinks. Handing the captain his glass, Drussk shuffled over to the captive and held the glass out for a moment before realizing that mister thorne didn't have any hands to drink with.
"What doesss an asssexual want with twi'lek titsss?" He asked, confused. As far as Drussk was concerned the tabloid story he had stumbled on was concrete fact.
@Nor'baal @Eccles @Sreeya
"Nothing persssonal." He hissed before hsssking in laughter as he grabbed a bottle of spotchka and poured two drinks. Handing the captain his glass, Drussk shuffled over to the captive and held the glass out for a moment before realizing that mister thorne didn't have any hands to drink with.
"What doesss an asssexual want with twi'lek titsss?" He asked, confused. As far as Drussk was concerned the tabloid story he had stumbled on was concrete fact.
@Nor'baal @Eccles @Sreeya