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Lorcan

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Lorcan took his shot like a man – in that he ignored the burning as it hit the back of his throat and tried to avoid making eye contact for a second while his body accepted the harsh alcohol. Seemed to him that everyone else in the room was happy enough to take a shot, though the smol Goth GF The First seemed to have bitten into a lemon by the look on his face.

He blamed Smol Goth GF The Second for that, he had spotted her dropping something into the first one’s basket… which sounded like it should be dirty but it actually wasn’t. Instead he just watched as the Dathomiri (or maybe just super pale?) woman ‘enjoyed’ the sweet and shook his head a little bit as he eyed the rest of the room’s occupants.

“You Force slinging karks are weirdos.”
He remarked bluntly before shrugging, “But your credits spend real good so you do you I guess.”

Taking a small flute of sparkling wine from a serving droid, Lorcan followed his boss into one of the treatment rooms. Gulping down the sparkling drink like the unrefined lout that he was, Lorcan handed the empty flute of sparkling wine off to someone and stopped for a second as he eyed the blond woman who had just kind of watched everything.

Damned voyeurs, honestly.

“Hey, you ever been to a place like this before?”
he asked her with a raised eyebrow, “I ain’t ever heard of half these ‘treatments’. The kark is acupuncture? Come on um…”

He clicked his fingers as he tried to remember her name.

“Um… ah… Darth… Cervix, right! Help a guy out would you?”



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The liquids warmth settled in her stomach, reminding her again that warmth existed. She felt nothing else for the moment. Through her shot glass she saw Renfry take the candy out of her basket and try it. Malicia paused expectantly, only to watch the woman's not so happy reaction to the sour treat. Staring for a handful of seconds, Malicia smiled. She wasn't sure why it was amusing to her. It just was.

Next she saw the blurry image of Morgan stepping forward. She lowered her shot glass finally and listened as he mentioned her hair. Malicia's expression remained the same despite the compliment, unchanging from its disconnectedness. But, she grabbed a handful of her hair and brought it in front of her.

Was her hair marvellous?

Malicia tipped her head, running her slender fingers through the white length of delicate strands.

Her empty eyes returned to Morgan when he spoke and began walking away. Malicia remained in place. She watched him walk away then looked over to Renfry and asked, "Do you know him well?". Though, her attention soon turned to the now-dressed man.

The man spouted something about Sith coin being good, and the them being weird. Malicia's slender frame drifted closer to him. Her cold eyes lingered over the hire for what was likely an uncomfortable amount of time, and her head tipped slightly. After, she didn't give any sign of what she'd thought. She turned to see if Renfry was still nearby, hoping the woman would join her and Morgan inside, before searching for the host. Morgan wasn't too far, so she began to follow him.

Once she caught up with the Sith, she asked, "Where are we going?" plainly. She was probably suppose to start some sort of deep conversation, but she was more interested in knowing what was going on.

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Setting down her spent shit glass, the blonde Darth, picked up a second of the flaming shots. Raising in a cheers salute as Morgan toasted to the Siths Victory, a wry smile crossing her features as she brought the still burning alcoholic drink up to her lips before once again necking the burning liquid. Her eyes moving town to the empty glass as she rolled it around in-between her fingers.

Her attention was lifted away from contemplating whether to chase the drink with a Third shot. By the first guest who had arrived completely nude. Remarking at how weird the Force users were,before qualifying that since the pat was good for him, he would let the Sith do what they do. As lorcans attention had moved onto the Bakuran Sith, she cast him an inquisitive glance, her eyebriw arching up, not so much at his question about the treatments but at his misrecollection of her Darth Title, referring to her as Cervix rather than Ceryx. Biting at her lip for a moment the Sith Lord internally counted down from five to compose herself before responding. "Its Ceryx, you were close, just drop the V next time" She spoke with a slight chortle, her tone remaining neutral and airing more onto a politician's tact.

"But in answer to your question, yes I have been to places like here before" Ceryx offered as she sat her emptied shot glass down onto the tray, choosing to pick up a flute of the sparkling wine rather than a third shot. "Acupuncture, very relaxing, provided you're in the right hands and not afraid of needles" she continued before pausing to take a sip from the wine. "one wrong placement and you can be paralysed, or worse" she continued before taking a step back to get a proper measure of Lorcan, before a grin crossed her lips before she brought the wine flute back up to her lips. "Its amazing the amount of damage a little prick can do" she added with a chuckle, before taking another sip of the beverage.

"For you, I'd recomend a deep tissue massage, Im willing to wager that the attendants here will find more than a few knots in your muscles"
 

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Lorcan felt eyes on him and he turned slightly from Ceryx to face Malicia for a moment as he caught her just standing by him. She was looking at him both intently and not intently at the same time... if that made any sense. He raised an eyebrow as he met her gaze for a long moment, noting that she was just kind of staring at him. Both eyebrows raised now, Lorcan smirked.

"Sorry honey - I'm not in the market for a smol titty goth GF right now."
he told her with a shrug, "Maybe you should try the other goth GF? Sure the two of you can find some things in common. Like a color palette for one."

He turned away from the Darth first, returning his attention to Ceryx as she corrected him on her name. Lorcan tried to make a mental note about it so that he would remember it but he would be lying if he said he thought it would stick. He did, however, raise an eyebrow at the last part about the pricks.

"... what is with you Sith and penis jokes?"
he asked, genuinely curious, "No, like seriously... what's with all the attention? It's like you guys have never seen one before, honestly."

Virgin Darth Cervix confirmed in his mind.

The deep tissue massage though? THAT he could get behind.

"Is that the one where some small person stands on me a bunch?"
he asked even as he jumped up to a massage table and laid himself down on his front, "Reckon carrying all my quipment does make me stiff - you know much about getting stiff doing hard work? Or are you one of them swishy flicky force types?"

He made some flicking and twisting gestures with a hand to illustrate his point.


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A slight grin tugged at the side of the Sith lord's lips, at the man's question over the Sith and their apparent obsession with penis jokes. "Well, we tend to be more liberal" Ceryx commented with a wry smirk, as she made eye contact with the hired gun. "It's that or would you rather be surrounded by those who are repressed like the Jedi?" the Sith lord questioned as she followed Lorcan over towards the massage tables, waving over a couple of the standing attendants to tend to the man as he laid himself down upon face first on the table.

Untying the sash to her robe before the Sith lord slipped the white robe off over her shoulders and laid it down over the empty massage table. "Sometimes, though that's more the reserve of sleazy parlours on Nar Shadda" She'd continue before her attention shifted towards the attendant's "Snu, here will be certainly work out any tension you are carrying" Ceryx spoke as she gestured the Besalisk towards Lorcan, with a light chuckle slipping past her lips as she sat herself up on the neighbouring massage table, and lay herself face down, before reaching to her back to unfasten the the back of her bikini top, before sliding the straps over her shoulder, so to ensure that the masseuse can tend to her back and shoulders properly.

Turning her head to the side, so to look towards Lorcan, the Sith lord raised an inquisitive eyebrow as the man questioned her whether she knew much about getting stiff from doing hard work, or whether she was one of the Sith types who preferred the use of 'swishy flicky Force' abilities, her eyes rolling at the question briefly. "More the latter " She murmured as her own masseuse started to work on her upper shoulders. "Though, swishy flickly, I find is best left as a last resort" she added before moving her head forwards, in response to her masseuse guiding her to look forwards with one of his four hands.

Nestling her head against the head cushioning of the table, the Sith lord closed her eyes. "However, I tend to find a well placed word from the shadows is more preferable"
 
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"Miss, the others are having shots if you would like me to bring you one." spoke her Twi'lek attendant as the redhead reclined with her mud mask. Cucumbers were offered for her eyes, but she enjoyed eating them more than letting them lay over her eyelids.

"No, a smoothie would be great though." she grinned while she watched her manicurist take care of her cuticles; the Twi'lek left to retrieve the order and Tiamat grinned, relishing in the self-care. Tiamat closed her eyes feeling herself fall into herself and allowing for her senses to open as she touched along the threads of the greater weave of the Force, and more so the thread that tied her and Emryc from their bond as Master and Apprentice. With his recent attack on Naboo, she knew he was fine, but probably deserved some R & R and was completely missing out on this place.

Tiamat opened her eyes to look down down at the progress on her nails when she caught sight of Morgan. She gave him a wave and her attendant had returned with a smoothie, to which Tiamat found as refreshing as her day so far.

 
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