Rainbow Leader / M
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OPEN to Cartel, Rebel, Jedi, Bogan, and Mandalorian Confederates. Let's party and whatnot, I guess. IDK. Tweed said people like these or whatever. This thread will be No-Death so people don't assume that I'm trying to kill them all or something.
The Sewer Factory nightclub
Ahto City
Manaan
The Sewer Factory nightclub
Ahto City
Manaan
The party had started an hour before and there was no end in sight. Following the Allied Victory on Manaan, the Rebel leadership, along with some of its allies, had decided to throw a huge bash to celebrate such a historic moment. The secretive Rainbow Leader had simply shuffled around a few credits here and there while cajoling the locals into allowing the usage of a series of nightclubs around Ahto City. Anyone and everyone who had fought the Imperials and Sith had been invited. Anti-weapon sensors were set up around every party site and anti-bomb sensors had be installed inside. No expense had been spared.
Mjolla Varneslan herself jumped up on the stage mid-party with a drink in hand. The DJ stopped the music for a moment as the tall woman activated her hands-free microphone.
"Isn't this the best party ever?" she yelled, which was answered by a throng of cheers that rattled the walls. Her words slurred slightly and her free hand gripped the stage tightly.
"Let's show the galaxy what it really means to live free!"
More cheers answered her as she downed the rest of her drink in a single draft, which resulted in more cheering. Another drink was brought up to her and she raised her glass. Thousands of others did the same as the entire city grew quiet.
"Let us remember those we've lost. All those who gave their lives so that we could taste victory! This is for them!"
The deadly woman poured out the drink and the gathered crowds did the same. She nodded slightly before an army of waiters went around to resupply the masses with alcohol.
"Alright! Let's get back to partying! Death to Andraste!"
The cheer was answered before she and her people drained their glasses once more. The music kicked up again as the party went on. Mjolla immediately regained her composure as soon as she was backstage. The alcohol she'd imbibed had no chance of intoxicating her nor did she really enjoy such things. Everything that had transpired had done so according to her design, after all.