The Dawn Of A New Age.

[Eisa Nimbus]

Turning her attention away from observing the gathered Sith, as a voice spoke out behind her questioning whether she was too young to be drinking, her lips momentarily pursing in thought as to how she would get around this one, before taking another sip from her glass of wine and carefully turning round to face the source of the unknown voice behind her, being sure not to throw herself off balance in her borrowed heels. As soon as she faced the man behind her, the emerald hued eyes scanned over the taller man through her thick black rimmed spectacles. "Well thank you for the compliment darling " Eisa spoke with a light chortle to her words as she held her free hand open Palmed and up towards her shoulder, as she tried to impersonate the mannerisms she had seen a socilaite character in one of the girlie movies she and Abi would often watch together.

Slowly raising her glass up to her mouth she extended her pinky finger to try and further sell the pretence that she wasn't as young as the man might have thought her to be "Though would hate to admit it but I had been drinking for well over six years now " she added, telling the truth behind her feigned persona, during her years growing up and running amok in the governmental capital city of Bakura, the young teen had been imbibing alcohol from the age of 13, mostly as there was no parental influence in her life since she was six and effectively free to do as and what she pleased.

The young teens eyes lingered over the mask of the man in front of her, doing all she could to restrain herself from breaking character, "But then again, If I'm old enough to purchase weapons and enter swoop races then I surely must be old enough to drink" she added whilst toasting her reasoning with another sip of the sparkling wine a coy smile lingering on her features. Looking down at the glass as she swirled the remaining liquid around, like they do during the wine tasting shows on the holo net, Eisa contemplated how to shift the focus away from her, but all she could determine about this man in front of her was that he was a Sith, taller than her and wore a mask! "I must admit that's a curious looking mask you are wearing she commented as she regarded the formally robed man in front of her. "It doesn't appear to be the standard templar pattern, so I would guess bespoke?

 

[Darth Evandrus]

Draco was off... somewhere else now and Levi seemed to be trying to get touchy or rape-y or whatever with Eivor and seemed to be having a bit of trouble with it. Dennys was being... himself. And everyone else looked like they were getting absolutely kriff-faced and there was absolutely nothing to stop them from being so. Chuckling a little bit, he shook his head a little bit and drew Spencer over to the balcony.

It was currently prime real estate in the party and he wanted to try and put dibs on the place as quickly as possible. Pouring out two shot glasses of Port In A Storm, Evandrus grinned a little bit as he handed one to Spencer,

"Alright - we need a good toast."

Thinking about it for a moment, he raised the shot glass to his friend,

"Here..." he smiled a little bit, "To good times with friends reunited."

He tapped his glass against Spencer's and easily took the shot of the alcohol. Spencer, on the other hand, didn't have his racial immunity to the stuff so... well, he had the Force so he was unlikely to pass out immediately.

@Faster Than Light

 

[Ditch]

Coming to his limit on the keg, Ditch kicked his legs free and planted his landing. Being vertical had brought the liquor to his head and he immediately felt the alcohol flowing through his body with a hefty buzz. Throwing up his arms triumphantly and letting out a roar as he turned to face the crowd that had grown crazily in the few moments he'd been doing the keg stand.

He stumbled forward picking up his cape and attempting to fold it up and place it on the nearest surface as not to ruin it. The party was in full rage when he stepped past a waiter snagging a glass of liquid presumably a beer, and after a sip he confirmed it was the same beer as in the keg.

With his now exposed armor shining slightly in the light and a beer in hand the normally reserved officer swayed ever so slightly with each step as he made way through the crowd spotting a sith, a true sith (@Sreeya) making her way awkwardly to the dance floor with the host of this party and owner of this house. Ditch chuckled before remarking under his breathe "haar saltu ni'gaar bik oi dee'tor par a viis'bal" and with a smirk he decided he would wait for her to be done with that foolery while keeping an eye in her direction hoping to catch her eye.

Taking another sip of his drink Ditch slipped his holocom out, pulling up a contact of another soldier in his platoon, one who knew highsith and began texting him.

"Hey corporal Dax"
"Lieutenant Ordo, it's kind of late Sir what do you need?"
"Drop the formalities its afder hours"
"Alright, but what do you need?"
"You speak highsith, whats beautiufl in highsith..?"
"You mean beautiful? It's Dhasias"
"Prefect thx"
"Are you at that Sith party Sir? If so can we come through?"
"Invite only, soz xoxo"

And with that Ditch turned his holocom off snickering to himself like drunk people normally do as he waited for his opening to approach the gorgeous sith (@Sreeya).

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

The kiss was fun, exactly what she set out for tonight. And Nayeli giving Baalryc a jab in the side after was the icing on the cake. It made Vex smile somewhat, but the smile faded when Kalladrrl decided to leave. His rushing off was a bit odd when earlier he seemed happy about the partying together. It made her a little suspicious, but she decided to enjoy a little more of the party for now.

"Excuse me," she said to the group (@Cazar @Arclight), tipping her head with smile. "I think I'll explore the food. I'm famished."

The music seemed like it was massaging her head... her whole body. She could feel it's beat as she walked towards one of the food tables. However walking straight was a bit difficult. Thankfully, a nice little stand was in front of her so she stumbled to it to help her stand up straight. Unfortunately, it wasn't that stable so when she grabbed for it it tipped over, smashing on the ground along with the rather expensive looking vase on top of it.

"Oops," she uttered slightly embarrassed, looking around before walking off faster than before. That was when she bumped into a side table and fell on top of it, knocking off several objects which also went crashing to the ground. It was good that the music was so loud and the place was packed full because no one would really notice her destructive path.

Once she reached the food table she picked up a plate, placing a few strawberries and some other random fruits on it. Now she needed somewhere to sit. She looked around until she spotted Kalladrrl again. Even though she was still drunk, she remembered what had happened earlier so her feet brought her over to his side.

"Kalladrrl?" (@Rexx) Vex started, taking a seat near him because she really couldn't stand anymore. "Why did you rush off earlier? Did my kiss make you uncomfortable?" She tipped her head somewhat as the question left her lips. Part of her found the idea of ka kiss making him uncomfortable funny because both of them had killed together without blinking an eye, but she could sense there was something wrong.

And they had killed together. They had fought together. Both of them shared the tradition of name changing. Maybe he didn't feel it or see it, but they had some sort of connection and she was willing to explore it. At least while she was still drunk.

 

[Talion Knylenn/Anhur]

Anhur watched the young woman, she was trying to appear to be socialite, her gestures, the way she spoke, turn a negative statement into positive were classic signs he has encountered on the other side of his life but she was trying a bit too hard in his mind but he would humor her for time being. “If it was up to me you would be allowed to drink, for I am a great believer in that one should be able to chase any desire they have without restraint but I don’t make the laws, unfortunately,” he responded to her comment but how long she had been drinking and her being able to buy weapons.

She natural turned the conversation on to him, people often don’t like it when they're under scrutiny, he would humour her again but he was somewhat impressed by her, she had figured out his sect, was that blind luck? Critical perception and analyse skills? Or most likely i guess based very little information she had. “How do you know that I am Templar, I could be a marauder, an assassin, what makes you say templar?” curious to know he her reason, he always found it interest how people come to conclusions but whether she would indulge him would be up to her.

@Plebometer

 

[Kalladrrl]

He was scowling over the dimming skies of Lothal when her scent reached him again. He didn't feel the mystical energy of creation stretching around him like they did, but his senses were the sharp senses of a predator and his emotional state heightened them. The hairs in his neck stood up and he felt vulnerable, too vulnerable, like predator turned to prey by the comparatively diminutive Sith. The Wookiee peered over the side. He was very comfortable with talk distances. It'd take a lot of effort and energy expended but he could probably make it down. And then she was beside him and he felt cold and hot, like his heart was going to rampage its way out if his chest and down the chasm to the city streets. He tried to think of… damn it, anything else!

He thought of the copper hair on her head and the way her eyes looked like the sea in green, the sun dappling off it playfully and dangerously. His mind surged and churned like water crashing on rocks as he'd remembered the sass she'd given him on Saleucami, the effortless and artful murder she committed, setting him up for success and the teamwork they shared. He thought of the lip she'd given back to the foul Deucalians as they infiltrated their ship together -- Vex (@Dread) was like him in a way. She'd play the waif, the weak woman, the ingénue to mislead prey, but she was hard as nails underneath and vicious to boot. He acted slow, both physically and mentally, but was devastatingly quick upstairs and surprisingly agile for a bulky Wookiee.

His grip tightened on the railing as she spoke to him, asking him if he was uncomfortable with her kissing the Togruta.

A large part of him wanted to tell Vex how he wanted to twist Nayeli’s slaver head off and throw it to the streets below to make an impact like a gruesome melon.

Instead, he said in a voice that was small for him, guarded and yet truthful.

"Ynn...karrnaahooorrnaakrrannkaynnaranynnarr." His voice was an honest, far-off hoot even if it wasn't the whole truth. He'd felt anxious as he’d looked around at the arrayed guests. He was just a soldier and among such politically and spiritually powerful company, he felt like an imposter. A fake. A charlatan.

He did his best not to look at her. Because if he looked at her, she would know for certain. It wouldn't take the Force for someone as sharp as Vex to figure him out. Hell, she might already. Damn, but he was a fool. He should have created a distraction and left the Sith to their revelry and their fancy uniforms while he built their Empire with sweat and blood, baying hoarsely at death and defying it. He should have taken the elevator back to the ground floor and left Lothal that evening in the gunship.

"Rroonnooh? he asked cautiously, eyes flickering to her plate. "Rrrannakawnoh?" His verbiage was terse and he knew it, his eyes lingering on her for a moment, enough to redouble the riptide of emotions that tore at him, as he tried to grasp at anything to occupy his mind and failed miserably.

Damn!

 

[Draco Virtus]

Draco Virtus be walking towards the rest of the group before being approached by Abigail. Draco would nod to her words. She was genuine and kind, his hand would meet hers as he grasped it carefully. "Thank you kindly, Please make yourself at home. I appreciate the food, you can place it in the kitchen." Feeling Zanna on his arm he would look at her and turn to look at Abigail. "Please excuse me, I'll join you in a moment to properly introduce myself." He would turn and let Zanna walk by his side. Wobbling and trying to stand up straight in her heels, Draco would walk slowly to let herself adjust to the heels and make their way to the dance floor. Joining in the rest as he couldn't help but smirk at the attempt about to happen. Though her words would catch him off guard as he raised an eyebrow of her question regarding on what his plans were. Even amongst a social gathering she had the movement and cause in her mind. His words were monontone but with a hint of sly like a serpeant as he would speak quietly. "My plans? Simple. I want to kill every Jedi or thing that stands in my way to rise and to do my part in the carving of this Empire." He had a serious tone on the end of it. His once grey eyes now smouldering in yellow flickered a bit as he looked back to her and was generally curious on her plans.

"What about yourself?"

Draco Virtus would catch the eye of Levi showing up to the party and giving him a nod as that was literally the most Draco even expected from him. He watched the Warlord slide between Eivor and Spencer only for Cregan to let things cool down and Eivor stepped off. Well wasn't this a treat. Ditch came off the tap and looked like a drunk mess, good first impressions all around. The crowd gathered and mingled..Then suddenly a crahs was heard, followed by multiple crashes on the floor. Draco sighed as he knew it was only a matter of time before this happened. Continuing to dance with Zanna as awkward as it was, Draco thought of a few things he'd like to speak to Cregan about. A offer was given to him unofficially of becoming a Judge in Lothal. A move to make Cregan rise even higher but whatever Draco could do to help he would. Putting this off to the side and focusing back at the crowd as Dracos face seemed serious and in thought. He was surprised Zanna tried the drink and didn't throw it at his face or spit it out on someone and begin to destroy it..So this was..Progress?

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@Sreeya @Rimrald @TheBrokenMadMan @Deviant

 

[Dennys Waszylla]

Dennys didn't know who this young upstart ( @Rimrald ) was but he liked his moxy. He held the man's legs up while he did a kegstand, admiring how long he was able to down the booze until he eventually stopped. They all did, but this one took a bit longer than most. The unfortunate thing was that all of a sudden there wasn't any more beer in the keg. Luckily, Dennys had come prepared. Appearing in the now-ruined doorway was a beer delivery man, carting in at least another half-dozen ice-cold kegs of beer to be imbibed. All Dennys gave was a thumbs up to the man before turning on the sound system, pointing at the machine like his finger were a gun to change the song via the Force. There was no better way to do such a thing, after all, nor to use such a powerful thing for such a mundane application. Once the music change he would tap the next keg, performing his own kegstand as he began to down the alcohol. He didn't really pay attention to anything else going on, concentrating only on putting these punk-ass kids in their place. He'd outlast all of them in the game of drinks.

The new song​

 

[Zanna Kressh]

Zanna was out of her element here, and she wasn’t often someone that allowed herself to feel that. She gave up on managing to balance on her heels and stepped closer to Draco, bringing her arms to wrap around his neck. It was something she saw the other dancers do, and it certainly helped to keep her footing. Within moments, she was able to move to the beat. The less she thought about her heels, the more she was able to simply ease into things.

As Draco explained he simply wanted to kill every Jedi, Zanna had to chuckle, “Yeah? What horrible things did the Jedi do to you?” She asked through the Force. She even dared to step back for a moment to allow him to twirl her before she came back into his arms again, her own arms back around his neck. Zanna noticed his gaze shift a few times as he took in all the disasters going on around him. Her yellow eyes remained on him, and she couldn’t help but grin, “Is everything else so much more interesting?” Zanna laughed quietly to herself, spinning him so his back faced all the chaos happening.

“I intend to serve the Empress and make her visions into reality,” Zanna admitted, “She is the reason I was able to leave Sith space at all,” She caught how serious his face looked, and it only made her chuckle again, “You had more cheer in you in those ruins where we were both convinced we would die.”

@Exhilian

 

[Siris Drast]

Siris thanked Draco for the glass as he gave it a small lift towards him before he departed towards the dance floor and Evandrus also went his separate way. His eyes first followed Draco as he soon greeted himself to Zanna and Siris figured that's why she was here, most likely him meeting her on the planet Korriban like they did or on after they had gone different ways on Lianna. Siris watched for a moment as the two of them danced before he lifted the glass to his lips and shot down the remaining alcohol from the glass. He had other things to think about and that's when he saw Levi (@Deviant) slip into the party, it being the first time he had seen his old friend in a long time.

Following him with his gaze, he was heading straight towards Eivor (@GABA) who was trying to embrace another one of the Sith into a hug before Evandrus stepped in and drew Spencer (@Faster Than Light) away. Siris still didn't understand why Eivor wanted to come here out of all places and she was starting to figure it out maybe it wasn't the best decision. Realizing what he was here for, Siris made his way over to Leviticus and Eivor, easily passing people by before arriving at the two of them while Eivor was trying to scurry away. "Leviticus, long time no see friend." There was a certain warmth to his tone before he brought his gaze over to Eivor, it clearly not amused or anything else of that matter. "Eivor, didn't expect to find you here out of all places."

Siris sent a small blast of force towards her, pushing her back towards Levi (@Deviant) and himself as his hand went to her back to make sure she couldn't escape again. Whatever information she had, it better have been good. "Leviticus, I'll take it over from here. You should enjoy the party and worry about having a good time." Siris gave him a nod before pulling Eivor by her dress away from him and towards the outside balcony. "Move," Siris ordered her through the force, his tone cold and authoritative as he led the way towards the balcony with Eivor. If she did have valuable information, he at least wanted to hear it in private and not in the middle of a party.

 

[Eisa Nimbus]

A light smile crossed the teens features as it looked like she might be getting away with her cunning plan, but then again it was yet still early days and there was every likely hood that her best friend would turn her vision and just happen to catch sight of her face then it'll be game over.

The vivid neon blue of her hair would work to atleast not instantly give away the typical vibrant shades of yellow through to orange and red that the teen was known for. She had tired to use make up, but her attempts in applying it in the early evening were futile, and made her look like she had just face painted herself to be a clown. So one soapy face wash later the teen has gone in with with the thick timed costume glasses and blue hair as her means of disguise, which seemed to be working, for now.

What also had surprised the teen was her somewhat atrocious choice of initiating a conversation with the masked Sith infront of her, as he responded with curiousity as to how she knew his sect, given there being no discernable markers to his identity. A coy smile crept along her features before she took another sip of the sparkling wine."Well darling, you see I like to go people Watching" Eisa started, picking up and repeating the mannerisms of her earlier character "Everyone all seems to have their own way of moving and standing" she continued her hand swirling the glass as she looked into the fizzing contents of the wine glass "But each and everyone has thier own tells, their stance and posture, can give away so much information about a person, what weapons they would wield and in what hands, even reflect the different ways that they have been trained, if you've been all trained and under the orders of the same Lord you will all have the same tells" she continued before taking another sip from her wine.

She was somewhat internally impressed at how grown up she was sounding, speaking in pretty full sentences rather than just a couple of words used here and there. But for the young teen her words were on her observations, for many a year she had sat over looked by the then Exiles after her master disapeared not long after arriving on Prakith. She spent her time quite happily snacking away in the shadows watching and observing the various comings and goings below her.

 

[Leviticus]

“You little shi—“ He hissed, ready to reiterate the same insult he had told Eivor all those years ago. As she tore from his grasp and left him to the crowd of the party, however, another force at play pulled her right back to him. Being the gentleman he was, despite having totally trashed the young woman seconds earlier, Levi caught her by one hand in case she lost her footing in such heels. “You just can’t help yourself, can you, Eivor? Shameless.” He added, a final taunt and quip given she was reeled right back into his grasp. His eyes wandered over to see that the unknown force who caused it was the Eternal. Siris. His old friend.

“A long time indeed.” He answered, his voice dipping low, suddenly, as if he was no longer the drunken and creepy Sith Lord he had been a minute ago. Despite being friends since the beginning, Leviticus could not say much about their present relationship. But if Siris thought they were still friends like the good old days, then he would say nothing. Instead, he nodded low, let go of Eivor and allowed the other man to whisk her away. “She’s all yours.” He said before stepping back. What the two would discuss or do, he had little idea. Either way, it was no longer his business. There were better things to do, after all— like getting hammered, or waking up half-naked beside a random stranger.

His eyes fell over to a group of randoms having a chug fest. “Neat,” he whispered under his breath. A moment later, he disappeared back into the party, becoming another nameless face and drunkard in the celebration of Draco Virtus.

 

[Draco Virtus]

Draco Virtus would watch Zanna become better at this and it seemed she was a quick learner. Letting her wrap his hands around her neck. Letting them move to the beat as he let his hand come down to hers as she stepped off before bringing it high in the air and letting her twirl before reaching back to bring her in close from the twirl. He smirked with his ass-like sarcastic smile to her words.."They wish for those like me, to be chained to their customs and limit my power in this world..I'll kill every Jedi I come across, friends, family..Whatever needs to be done." His words were sarcastic with a bit of a cold shot. He found humour in his response and the truth was heavy in it. Looking at her his eyebrows would perk up as he chuckled.."No, you're far more interesting, Just making sure these fine folk don't try to destroy each other instead of the enemy.." His posture was tall and his spin sent him facing into the crowd before collapsing back infront of her. The movements between them were fluid and on course like a predestined trip. His grey eyes had much large hues of yellow to them as he grinned on her remark of the time they had in Korriban when he was in a tough spot.

"Death at my door step gives me much joy, believe it or not I'd rather be smeared in blood and mud in the battlefield then to mingle with those who could care less of my name."

Draco Virtus's smile was honest, he knew damn well most of those who came here would give a fark or not, It gave him pleasure enough to know they had for even just one night to forget the war, the death and diplomacy. Tonight was a night for all to break loose of their shells and put their dignity and ego aside to have fun. As may some have thought this party was for Master Virtus it was actually more for them, the only difference was Draco masked it so they would believe it was his day. Reality it was everyone elses. Draco would dip her ever so gently before looking at her as he held her tight in their amongst in their original dancing position. "You're going to do a lot for her, I can feel it. She's lucky to have you fighting on her behalf, but for tonight Enjoy yourself to our customs, as strange and wild as it may seem with a room full of sinners, we all have been longing for a night to enjoy." His ass like smirk spreading across his face as the song would finish and they came to a standstill. "Besides, if you're not committing sin..you're not having fun."

@Sreeya

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

His answers made her more suspicious, though she remained quiet as she slid a strawberry into her mouth. It was sweet and sour, perfectly ripe and juicy. Maybe it wasn't actually as perfect as it tasted right now. Somehow alcohol tended to make things taste better, and made things easier for her to say. It tamed her emotions, making her a little less guarded than usual.

Both green eyes closed for a second to sense his emotions. They were almost palpable. She could taste the anxiety, pain and fear. Then... then there was something else that she couldn't put her finger on exactly. What was he hiding?

Reopening her eyes she finally spoke, "Kalladrrl, forgive me for saying this but... I sense there is something off. Perhaps you're telling the truth in some capacity however I don't believe that is all of it." Even though she didn't have the ability to walk straight she felt the need to stand, pushing herself up and walking over to Kalladrrl. Placing her pale, lithe hand on his wrist. Trying to look up to catch his eyes with her deep greens.

In his current state she hoped he wouldn't get mad at her touch, or pull away. Though even if he did she could take it. Even if he lashed out she could defend herself. Perhaps he would feel defiled by her powers, but letting him know she could sense something off wasn't intended to hurt or intimate him. She just wanted to let him know she knew— she was cruel and cold to most but to those very rare few she felt connected to it was different.

"Hey," she squeeze his arm, leaning closer to rest her head on him again. "Lets make this party to your liking?" Vex closed her eyes as a breeze caught her, chilling her cheeks to a soft pink. She couldn't help but wrap both her arms around his arm again in an attempt to warm herself. "I promise not to kiss anyone either okay?" she teased. "I just felt the need to be close to someone, you know? It's not something I can enjoy very often in my line of work."

@Rexx

 

[Spencer Ward]

Cregan drew Spencer over to the balcony and then Spencer watched with a smile as the former poured two shots with that drink that he has. Clearly alcohol, and even though Spencer is hardly someone drinks alcohol frequently, this is a party and he needs to enjoy it. When the toast was made, Spencer copied his gesture after taking his shot glass, raising it, and then echoing him"To good times to best friends reunited." he would his shot glass against the High Judge's before downing the shot himself too. And he can feel the taste, it's strong. Maybe too strong for him and has a very weird to it. After pausing, Spencer would suddenly start feeling light-headed and and his eyes would be twitching, having a hard time keeping them open. He's finding it hard to even concentrate getting the Force flowing through him. "Uhh Cregan, what even is this drink? I'm feeling dizzy..." he would question with his vision beginning to blur and beginning to be disoriented. Maybe if he was an alcoholic or whatever Cregan is, maybe he wouldn't have this problem.

@Nefieslab!

 

[Kalladrrl]

He exhaled deeply and evenly to center himself as she spoke and touched him, and electricity danced up his arm, and he felt the fire roar within him, the heat of it all burning at hiis core, and Kalladrrl felt more alive than he had all damn day or all damn year. He hadn't expected her to follow; some of these Sith were so damn tricky and fickle it was impossible to take them at their word or deed. It was betrayal for the sake of betrayal, like a serpent biting its own tail in blind rage. Foolish.

And he was foolish, too. He could detect no artifice from her, but he did not possess the clairvoyance she did, which was a damn disadvantage in a party full of serpents...but it almost didn’t seem like a disadvantage with her. Huh. A stealthy Sith (@Dread) and a black operations soldier being honest with one another. It was almost a joke.

After a moment of silence, he grunted at her first question.

"Ohrrannrkurrfankarr? he said with a smirk down at her before his eyes flickered away as he continued. "Ynnanharrooollarrffaynrraffarrlkkanrynharrlaagga. Yckkannrr, ynnrann. Karrhaafa." He paused again, but the hint of the smile played over his lips as he looked back at her and not away.

"Harrffanrroggarr, ohrnkkanrrynrroofarrgallahoonarrynllurrankallnaa," he said wryly, his eyes twinkling down as she buried her head in his arm once again, copper hair nestling in with jet black. "Rrannynnrraffa," he murmured as his eyes moved fondly over the tussle of red curls and straight black hair that was the tangle of Vex and his arm. She wanted to make the party to his liking and she got even closer to him, Kalladrrl’s heart pounding once again and threatening to beat right out of his barrel-like chest. But this time he fought the urge to flee and beat it submission and shifted his weight into her space, noting the way that pink crept over her face like the dawn.

"Ynnarrll. Rrookarrhoooycggarrfarrlggarranbattallaynnarnynllarrabarrnyn. Llarryrrrooog, kkarrhooffa, harrnaffang, rrooshkanna." he said with a roll of his eyes. "Rrooynnarraffakarrnallaryllynnarnalootennan. Kkarrfanynhaanga, rroofangarrharrf. He laughed once as he turned into her somewhat and decided to be bold. Hell with it. He extended a pointed claw just a bit, flexing muscles in one finger that were unknown to her, drawing it up her arm experimentally, enough to feel the claw like the most gentle fingertip, starting at the elbow of her right arm and moving up before trailing off as it was his turn to gauge her reaction.

"Ynnrrrllaradrrangarrfa, hooohurrlagranraffagrrangyrr, rranrhooorllaycynrrannan narycrranrrympyrarroonyffr."

 

[Xornoth Sk'ar]

Xornoth spent a few moments with his friend before another friend caught his eye leaving toward the balcony. It seemed that at least for now the party was breaking up into little cliches but as time went on and the booze flowed things could get a little more out of control and more importantly, fun. Still, his friends had arrived but things had changed since the last time they were all together.

Nayeli had been elevated to Master and remodeled her look for the better. Xornoth had lost his mask and a whole lot more while Baalryc had undergone many trials himself. After Vex had made her acquaintance with the Togruta and left, Xornoth piped in to break the silence.

"Nayeli (@Cazar), Baalryc (@Arclight) how do I look?" he said semi-seriously looking goofier by the bottles stuck to his face as he smiled. He recalled the time when Nayeli had knocked him in the face not long after they had met, her dueling ability had won her that day but they had become friends after that. Baalryc had fought with Xornoth on a number of occasions, most recently on Felucia and so he had formed a healthy respect for the man's abilities with the lightsaber and become friends.

"The party has just started but, wanna grab a drink and hit the dance floor at least until something else comes up or go find somewhere quiet?"

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

"Maybe we aren't the biggest bads here, but together we'd probably be able to take out most of them... in a two verses one," she said, joking mostly but being serious in a way. Hopefully he wouldn't take it the wrong way or think she was insensitive to his insecurity. She'd fight by his side against the toughest in the galaxy because she trusted his skills.

Vex smiled contently at his other answers, opening her eyes when he shifted to see what he was up to. At first she was surprised when she found out, breathing in sharply as his finger began to trace her bare skin; so rarely did she go without armor and even rarer felt a man's touch in such a way. It sent a wave of heat throughout her body. She didn't shrink away from it however, instead it made her move closer to him. Pressing most of her body against his.

Her green gaze slowly met with his dark one and she tipped her head somewhat, wanting to reach up and touch his face. A desire she wasn't in any position to fulfill, so instead she simply spoke, "Lets do it," Her countenance gained a mischievous glimmer as she unraveled one of her arms from his. Reaching out and pushing the plate she had placed precariously on the railing. It tipped over the edge, a second later causing the sound of breaking glass and screaming."And maybe break a few things too, just for fun," she said, biting her bottom lip and giggling.

Whether he helped her walk or not, she'd go back inside into the party to look around for something she wanted. Her eyes first met with a stray bottle of red wine, which she promptly reached out for with the Force. She brought it up and over, in front of Kalladrrl so he could grab out of the air. "What do you think? Looks decent to me." Vex turned around to him after, reaching out and squeezing his arm again. A spark of playfulness and fire was in her eyes. She was enjoying herself and his company. "Want to throw it into the crowd after and see what happens? Maybe it'll hit my master if we are lucky."

@Rexx

 

[Kalladrrl]

“Ha!” he barked, both flamboyant and secretly, like his levity was only for her, "Rroorraaaahuuuurragga. YnnannrgraffaDartthaEvandarrrycrrrrrraffylrraaaag. Ohnnarrrlllaaaghoohafannarrn? It was a flashy Sith trick, and he didn't know if it would be in her oeuvre. Vex was stealthy like a predator with wisdom to match; even inebriated she saw through his own attempts to hide himself and his motives from her like they were transparent. If she wanted to be let in? Kalladrrl would let her in. He refused to fight her on any battlefield anymore and as he let her in, she did the same to him, her body melting into his as he brushed her arm.

Maybe it was because they were both bluntly murderous in their own way. They'd lied to many people together to accomplish objectives… But perhaps because they were so deceptive with so many and they both knew that about the other that they could be honest with each other, and what a rarity it was.

Maybe it was just the alcohol, or maybe it just opened the door and they had walked through it together.

Kalladrrl added a whole hand’s worth of fingertips once he reached the sleeve of her sensible black dress that left her looking delightfully cold even as she snuggled into him. She'd be even warmer against him…Vex probably wouldn't even notice the chill of the breeze as they stood high above the surface of Lothal.

Now that would be forward of him.

Porcelain tumbled from the sky at her touch as she looked up at him, the green in her eyes sparkling with destructive joy. Kalladrrl bent over to speak into her ear warmly, making sure not to cover her view of the party.

"Ohnnaaanhaffnaffa, Veksa. Ynnanakkrraakaannawwrllspakkanonwrranlaakrrafnauhhhhllanrrooohaarrnanyn. He paused to laugh darkly, his chest rumbling like the shifting of tectonic plates. "Llaaannaaarrallstanna."

Kalladrrl wouldn't leave her side again. Not until Vex (@Dread) told him otherwise. And so he helped her walk, drunkenly and decisively, back towards the nest of Sith inside Draco’s penthouse.

Damn, he hadn't said hi to Draco. He'd been too caught up with, well, everything important. His friend was no doubt hobnobbing with Sith Lords of all stripes and loving the attention. He probably couldn't smoke though and the Wookiee smiled even broader for a moment at the thought of the now very important Master Virtus jonesing for a cigarra.

Vex stopped to compel a fancy looking bottle of wine to float in front of him and he plucked it from midair as he looked around the room at the assembled Sith. Kalladrrl towered over Vex as he moved into her space, unhooking his hand from being clutched by her arm and moving it sweetly, delicately even across her back just above the small, at the same time throwing the bottle of wine at a decently high arc to smash at some Kaleesh's (@Xorism) feet, showering him with the crimson liquid contained within lest he noticed the vessel. But even as the wine left his hand, he had nearly forgotten about it and for a change, his arms wrapped around her, enveloping Vex for but a moment, black and red together. And he laughed, deep and hearty and rich and not for the malice of the chaos itself but for the joy of her presence. And then he turned them both around, Vex’s back to the crowd, and led them, in rhythm to the song, two steps to the right as he smirked down at them. He didn't know who he'd hit if anyone, but hopefully his feint into dancing would obscure the random act of destruction, and he continued to gently lead her steps away as if they'd been dancing this whole time.

 

[Talion Knylenn/Anhur]

Anhur was pleasantly surprised by her answer if she was telling truth, she had learned quite the impressive a skill though it currently only extend to the sith if she were to grow it could be a more useful skill for her like Anhur did when he was her age, he too did something similar at her age watching and studying people.

“That’s a most impressive skill you’ve gained but your not the only one that likes to study people.” he paused for a couple seconds, looking the young lady in front of him up and down. “Such as you, your stance, posture and hand gestures have been very… deliberate” he said pointing to each part he mention, “a conscious effort on your part, but that smile you have currently is genuine and one before that was too, but the older smile wasn’t about anything I had said more I thought had crept into your head, such as complimenting yourself on well your acting and I have to say your acting is very good, in another life you may have been in more than few holovids.”

He finished waiting for her to process the information, in essence, he just said your not who your acting to be, his best guess on how she would react would be similar manner to rest of their conversation calm, cool and collected maybe put on the back foot with his comments but it wouldn’t show through much in her body language, most likely her speech with her being defensive.

@Plebometer