Open Social Party Like A Drast

[Keira Drast]

The pleasure yacht cruised through the Sea of Cantonica, the greatest manufactured ocean in the galaxy. And yet, the salty breeze was as real as they came, the waters perfectly turquoise and the temperature perfect year round. The main deck was abuzz with activity, guests dancing and moving to the song that was playing at the time.

Though this party was sponsored by Keira Drast, it was less exclusive than her usual soirees. Of course, the biggest names - such as Anat, Thorne, Morata and others were expected, but there was also a lottery system to allow some regular guests to join as well. Everyone had to donate an amount no matter how big or small towards a charity to support the welfare of the Canto Bight fathiers.

Keira herself was near the bow, dressed in casual but party clothing with her bikini underneath. She had a drink in her hand and sunglasses perched atop her head. She was already a drink or two in and was dancing with some boy she already forgot the name of.

“Me? Military?” She giggled at the thought in response to his question, “Please, I wouldn’t be caught dead in those ghastly uniforms,” Keira laughed at the thought, accidentally spilling a bit of her beverage on the other boy, “Whoops,” She giggled playfully, as if her charming little smile absolved her of all wrongdoings. Most of the time, it did.

OOC: Tagging the rich brats @Killa Ree @Altaris @GABA @The Good Doctor

 

[Oedipus Menelaus]

It was a beautiful day for a party, and there was absolutely no way that Oedipus would pass up the opportunity to show off the years of hard work, dedication and toned assets that he had procured. Naturally, the prince made a sizable donation as such a cause was quite close to his heart, coming from a family where his own fathier was often absent and a cold mother whose affection was always just out of reach. That and, as he panned out across the calm waters, chicks always digged boys with huge pockets.

He practically knew nobody aboard the ship, but that was absolutely fine as far as he was concerned. After all, a man shouldn't be judged by his name, but by his deeds and actions and dedication to honing his peak physical form. It wouldn't make sense to go to all that trouble attaining perfection and then wearing something to cover it all up. The wannabe Adonis wore designer threads individually hand plucked and weaved.

With a drink in hand, he sauntered across the deck with a handful of followers in tow. "The key ingredient, of course, is milk and honey..buut the rest is a trade secret." The lavish rituals the prince endured for glamour was a tragedy in of itself, but as they said, suffering was beauty. What he had recently found out, though, was just how much money could be made selling his success and products since his illustrious victory in the Naboo Pod Race.

Spotting someone particularly well known, the princeling ambled along coolly catching the end of some conversation and splicing himself into it with a charming smile. "Who needs a blaster with piercing eyes like yours, Keira." He didn't recognise the others, but as someone in a similar vein commercially, she sported quite the name already.

@Sreeya

 

[Theia Durand]

Theia had to agree with the rumors about this party, it was so far very impressive, and she quickly noted the standards she would compare other parties to for now on. She couldn't get over how large the yacht was despite being impractical, the teen thought if one were to spend crowns on such vessels, it should be able to move someone from one system to another. Regardless, Theia was certain she would get lost on it if she tried to go below deck, so she mingled around the crowds, only needing to give her mother's company name and it seemed she had instant friends. Though the girl knew from enough experience they were not really friends, but those looking to get closer, network, give clout to their names.

At one point she was offered a drink, but passed it along to someone else. Her mother taught her to never accept food or drink from those she did not know, and after overhearing her mother's ordeal on Sullust, she would rather see her drink opened before her to ensure no bug mind control juice was offered instead. While at the bar, she did just that, watching the bar tender open a new bottle of dewberry juice and pouring it into a glass for her. A guy beside her was watching her and Theia gave him a bashful grin, adjusting her dress before she took her glass and straw and went to see what else was happening.

She saw Kiera (@Sreeya) not too far away, but became distracted when someone yelled that they could see Whaladons in the distance. Theia turned to look where they were pointing, but couldn't see much. Instead she decided to go say hello to Kiera but noted she was quickly being approached by some weirdo in a handkerchief (@Xorism). She didn't avert away, but instead decided to see how he would be handled and hopefully figure out who he is.

 

[Alia Sharif]

Moving along happily to the music, Alia was thoroughly enjoying herself when she heard the shout go up about the Whaladons. She had heard the stories, that hearing them sing while on core-shrooms was an unique experience, so despite normally hating stepping away from the dance floor, the happily buzzed heiress began making her way towards the bow for a good view.

But once there, all that waited her was disappointment, as neither were any Whaladons clearly visible, the music from the party meant that any singing was drowned out by the beats. Her buzz slightly lessened, she turned to make her way back towards the dance floor, when she spotted the party's host, Kiera. Like Theia, Alia thought to go greet the hostess, always a good way to get invited to the next one, but stopped on seeing the stripper speaking with her.

Coming to a stop besides Theia, she picked up a drink from a passing server to counter the Whaladon disappointment, and began speaking. "Strippers huh? Didn't know it was that sort of party, would have worm something more..." She paused as she looked down at her own dress. "Well, something less. Wonder if he'll put on a show, won't be as good as Whaladons singing, but who knows."

@GABA @Sreeya @Xorism

 

[Keira Drast]

Keira practically shrieked when someone mentioned Whaladons. She spilled the rest of her drink on the boy she was talking to, shoving past someone to look. Of course, they spotted nothing and there was a collective chorus of disappointment. She sighed and looked over when a beautiful man wandered over wearing…interesting choice of clothing. Keira smiled at the compliment, giggling, “Where are you from? You look like royalty,” She said. Clearly he belonged here from the way he carried himself and wasn’t one of those lottery people.

The Drast grinned at the boy, “Do they know how to dance on your planet?” She asked teasingly.

Meanwhile, a tall, Muun teen walked over to Theia and Alia, “Pardon, but are you related to Anat Asteria by any chance?” He asked the redhead eagerly, “I’m Sav Emil, my father is Chairman of the IGBC,” He said politely, “Pleasure to meet you. And you, miss..?” He waited for Alia to introduce herself.

@Xorism @GABA @Wit

 

[Oedipus Menelaus]

A pompous smile loft mightily upon the princes face as Keira clearly recognised pedigree. The others gathered, of course, as gnats to a ray of moonlight. "Prince Oedipus Menelaus of the House Juvexia, of the same. My father, the King, is ever so absent these days, but I cannot complain of the opportunities it affords."

Always the planner but never the executioner, his father would go on for days about wars that ought to be fought, but Oedi never once saw said plans put into action.

Perhaps the same good fortune that had seen him through the treacherous pod racing event would deliver him the crown some day, following a most tragic accident of some kind.

Glancing for a moment towards the redhead, he paused. Perhaps Keira was not the type to put business to bed but instead maintained a busy work schedule, considering she clearly had brought along a secretary. The other woman nearby was more of a mystery, perhaps interesting, perhaps just another groupie. And the others a mere distraction.

Keira recaptured his attention once more, broadening his charming but slightly obnoxious smile. Offering her his hand to dance right there and then, amongst the others without a second thought, he said only one thing, "You tell me."

@Sreeya @Wit @GABA

 

[Theia Durand]

Theia's eyes widened as the newcomer mentioned strippers; it was certainly not where her mind was going but now it was there, thanks to this gal. The idea of seeing stripers made the girl's cheeks blush bright red, "I hope not...." she laughed nervously, "I'm Theia by the way," she introduced herself before the Muun teen came walking over. He clearly towered over Theia, a trait of his species was probably used to as the girl cricked her neck backwards to properly meet his gaze. Another knowing her mom, before herself, not that she didn't mind, but she hoped he wouldn't start asking questions about her mom's work.

"Yeah! I'm Theia Durand, Anat Asteria is my mom." she confirmed; it was no doubt that Theia and her mom clearly shared genes for their bright red-orange locks, a trait that made her stick out from the very beginning, and forcing her to often be ready to talk and socialize. She would nearly be her mom's twin if it weren't for her eyes, which seemed to take own their life and brightness, changing from hazels to blues depending on the light she was under.

He mentioned who is dad was, and Theia's eyes widened, impressed by who she was meeting, "I hope we can see the whaladons this evening, it would take this party to the next level." she would say after Alia introduced herself.

@Wit @Sreeya