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The newly rechristened Party Bus 2 - Oceanic Busaloo, a yacht purchased by the day's anonymous host from the ruined fortunes of a now dead Hutt, sat moored a mile out from the beach. A three layered beast, with bars aplenty, dance floors on each level, and filled to the brim with attractions meant to satiate a Hutt's desires, it was playing host to a gathering unlike any other.
As the sun began to set, Sith, Imperials, and tag-alongs with the right contacts were beginning to arrive. Be it by boat, by air, or in some cases even by swimming over, the party-goers were showing up to what was rumored to be the Sith event of the season. Drinks were flowing, music was in the air, and the mood was beginning to set. And even though drugs were "technically" banned following the catastrophic fallout of a prior event on Taris, Sith had their ways to bring some aboard anyway.
An hour or so had passed since the official beginning of the party, and things were finally kicking off!