Open Social Zest on Zeltros

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

This explains a lot. Caerllion thought, after Roman revealed that he had been an Imperial Squire. “It's funny, because I knew some people that joined the Empire as soon as it began and them had slept with Sith of high ranks. And the sources say that it was more than one time.” he sipped some of the liquor, not wanting to reveal the name of the person. “Well, the hypocrisy. I'm happy that you dropped the fake Imperial self-righteousness.”

When Roman said that he wanted to meet with the other Sith, Caerllion simply nodded. It made sense that the Acolyte would want to make alliances with other members of the Order, the Annfyn had suggested it to begin with. Besides, his desire to dance had decreased, perhaps due to the effect of pheromones diminishing.

Before Caerllion followed Roman toward Nash and Kaldar, he took a moment to whisper at the Acolyte next to him. “Only be careful when you approach Masters and high ranks, sometimes they don’t like to be disturbed.”

Once they were in front of the other two Sith, Roman started the conversation. “Hello, I'm Caerllion.” the Annfyn waved at them. “If there is going to have shots, I would like to participate.”

@Alhon @Sreeya @Phoenix

 

[Novin Krio]

Legendary parties, Novin had been told of the Sith. The few years he spent cooped up in the Umbaran Academy studying the magicks were party enough for him, but hearing the other Acolytes talk of the debauchery and craziness had sturred an ember in his curiousity. What did the Sith get up to at parties? The dress-code was for disco, and while Novin didn't have anything that quite fit the premise, he did have a near-sheer button up and tight, black leather pants. It was clearly within seconds that he was woefully under dressed.

Navigating the space was easy enough for the mirilian. Arriving at the bar Novin tapped the bar twice with his finger, pointing to a tequila on the wall behind the bartender wordlessly. As soon as the drink was poured and in his hand, Novin turned back to the party and leaned back against the bar counter. There was so much noise in the room, and not just from the music. So many people bumping and grinding, their thoughts and feelings running wild. It was deafening in the Force.

Novin couldn't help but tighten his lips into a thin line as he pulled out his EZPods and stuffed them into his ears to lessen the physical sounds. They did nothing to help soothe them in the Force though. Passion and lust. That's what was in the air and the Force. He wondered what had happened before he had arrived to make even Sith get so horny for each other. So this was a Sith party. It was certainly something else.

 

[Juin Nayem]

The prospect of a good time overrode his sensibilities, being drawn into the backdrop and thrown around by the illustrious and frankly freaky cougar.

This was certainly no make out session under the bleachers, although he eagerly embraced her passion with his own, both in giving and taking.

"And that one I call the fingerguns, you know cause.." He held up his hand mimicking an action with a chuckle. Despite the carnal encounter he was still metaphorically on his tip toes, hoping to keep each of them.

"If you wanna go again I'm gunna need at least five minutes to reload." The Mirialan cocked his arms jokingly. "Or we can go back, I'm cool."

@Darasuum

 

[Serene]

Before their time together was over Serene would leave a few marks on Juin including but not limited a scratch marks, hickies, and maybe a slight limp. For that reason she would be the first to get up and gaze at her handiwork. The acolyte looked handsome, especially in the afterglow. Serene knew of a few tricks to get his engines going again but she decided against it.

Serene had worked up a sweat but she was not finished for the night. Juin might be able to see the lust in her eyes and changed from jesting back to offering his body. He was smarter than most of his peers even if he played the goof. "Funny. I was thinking of calling what I did to you the same thing. Guess I will have to keep brainstorming." She teased and added wink while straightening her outfit, finishing off with a pair of finger guns.

"I would not mind seconds. If you are still here when I get back we can go again." The champion began to walk towards the door to let Juin enjoy the sight of her behind as she sauntered away. Serene needed to clean her hands and she wanted to hydrate. Plus she did not like to be away from the party too long. The sorceress liked to keep her finger on the pulse of the party.

@Xorism

 

[Freyja]

She soon saw the same fiery passion lighting up in his eyes that had started to flare back at the Academy. It trigger the mischievous smirk that spread across her lips, which only widened as he didn't just seem to loosen up, but suddenly wrap his arms around her to pull her closer.

"Now that's better already", she remarked before she reached up and draped her arms around his neck, her finger nails slowly digging into his skin. Even when the pheromones had vanished, there was still this ever-lasting teasing in their dynamic that simply kept her intrigued.

"If you prefered something other than dancing though, you'd just have to say so...", she teased softly, yet almost challengingly as her nails slowly traced down his neck before one hand slipped down and grazed across his bare, painted chest. She wanted to test how far he'd go here and whether he'd just take the initiative to take them elsewhere.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Nash]

Her face fell slightly at the mention of a master, “I.. nope, Master won’t mind. They think I’m perfectly capable,” She lied. It was a nervous reminder that she was still not assigned a Master and her training wasn’t underway. Her gaze panned over the other Sith, dismayed that everyone else probably had one but her.

Her mood improved when he mentioned Manaan, “Ooh isn’t that the planet with all the nice beaches?” Nash asked hopefully. She smirked at his correction of business outing, “I’d be happy to do some business with you,” She gave him a playful wink before sipping from her drink.

Nash glanced over as another acolyte (@Alhon)walked over as if he was fleeing from wolves. She gave him a nod, “Damn straight,” Nash said with a chuckle at being a shots kinda girl. She clinked their glasses and threw hers back, glancing back to nod at Caerllion (@LouJoVi ), “I’m Nash,” She introduced herself, doing a double take when Roman referred to Kaldar (@Phoenix )as a Master.

“Wait, you’re a Sith Master?” Nash blurted out, almost having a second nose spray incident for the evening. What was it with her and acting like a dumbass around higher ranks? Holy shit, he probably did just mean business venture and not a date. Ugh.

Nash didn’t miss the greenboy disappearing with a woman that looked like she had to be in her late 30s and the Professor had 3B thirsting on him after giving up on Kaldar. The latter made Nash giggle a bit- go Professor! The twi’lek glanced back at their group, looking to Roman, “Are you new too? I thought it was the pheromones at first but I guess Sith are just horny at all times,” Nash snickered.

 

[Vossari Khaldun]

Vossari stopped the dance as a sweat formed on his face. He slid to the bar with Anai, before banging his fist on the counter. The bar was crowded, it would take a while to get drinks. And this party was starting to become a real bore without all the infighting the Sith Parties were used to. Maybe a round of shots would spice it up......

Vossari disappeared for a minute, and reappeared with a tray of shot glasses. Each was filled with a sparkling liquid in many different colors - bright red, glowing green, cosmic purple, and oceanic blue. Each fizzled, dramatically, as Vossari delicately twirled the tray. Vossari hopped atop a chair and cleared his throat, shouting loud enough that the rest of the party would hear him. "FREEEEE ROUND OF SHOTS!" He pointed to his tray, as partygoers cheered and assembled for a free drink. Vossari passed his first one to Anai (@Versok), as he walked around the party to pass out shots to each of the Sith assembled.

Unless they specifically rejected it, Vossari would hand each of them a shot, flashing his dazzling smile as he did so. It was time to shift this party into high gear!

@y'all

 

[Kaldar]

Kaldar could guess that meant no master when combined with the lie about being close to graduating from earlier. Good, he thought to himself.

He just smiled as she mentioned the beaches.

Oh I'm sure we can make our way out to a beach if you're not just teasing, he said with a smirk (@Sreeya).

His eyes finally broke from Nash to sweep over to their new arrival (@Alhon), who asked about doing shots. That we are, he said, though he was acutely aware of the slight swimming going on in his head and wondered to himself about the prudence of doing many more of them. Well, a couple wouldn't hurt anyone, right?

Oh, you can be sure I'm trouble, he said with a man, cracking a smile. A master indeed, but one who was certainly still trouble before Nash proceeded to squirt on him again.

Okay, you really gotta stop doing that, he said with a smirk. Yes, Master. Surprise, he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

Caerllion. That's a mouthful. Probably won't remember that, he thought to himself, but oh well.

All right, shots all around, then, he said as two more people (@LouJoVi @Akheron) came over to join as well before Vossari got up and yelled free shots for everyone.

...and apparently they're on him! Cheers to you! he said (@Fine Dining Set), more than happy to take Vossari up on that and toast to his... health or success or whatever.

 

[Karys]

Karys watched as his dance lessons were folded into something Vel was more familiar with. Aspects of his past folded and melded in with his present. A tiny sample of what it meant to be Sith playing out before him, adaptation and evolution. Karys smiled at this.

He enjoyed his dance with Vel, the Barabel’s movements were melodic and spoke to the passion he felt. The light glittered from his shined scales and glinted from the metallic objects he wore. His sinuous tail would curl around Karys at times, at others it would whip out in time with the beat. Eventually, Vel turned around to face Karys and attempted to apologize. Karys would have none of that.

“This one apologizez, this one has always struggled with getting lost in mu-“ Vel would find his jaws snapped shut with the Force before he could utter another word.

“Never apologize for anything Vel.” Karys stated calmly. “Much less your passions, they will guide you and bring you strength.” He explained. “Listen keenly to them and follow your instincts. You will go far in the Sith if you adhere to this lesson.” Karys concluded with a smile.

An air horn suddenly blared.

“FREE SHOTS AT THE BAR! GO AND GET EM IF YOU HAVEN’T!” The dj announced before blowing the air horn again.

Karys flinched at the noise before turning to gaze at the bar. He saw his apprentice there with several other Sith. Karys took a deep breath, it was time.

“Vel, come and follow me.” He instructed. “You’ll witness the birth of something powerful.”

Karys pushed his way through the crowd at that. He made his way to Vossari and gazed down at the young man who served him. He’d been faithful and loyal. He’d grown so much since they’d first met and now it was time for that growth to be recognized. It was time for Vossari’s metamorphosis.

“Kneel Apprentice.” Karys ordered, ignoring all those around them and what they were doing. “You have served me well, you have learned from my example. You have grown beyond the capabilities of your peers.” Karys explained. “You are no longer an Acolyte, nor are you my apprentice.” He stated evenly. “Rise and take your place within our Order. Rise Champion Vossari Khaldun.”

@Fine Dining Set @Rom @all

 

[Nash]

Beyond flustered and embarrassed, Nash quickly grabbed some napkins and attempted to dry Kaldar (@Phoenix ) off. Naturally, this led to lots of dabbing on his crotch area, which made her also want to shoot herself. However, she kept it together, smiling apologetically before throwing the napkins away. Sith Master and she tried to drop lines on him and expelled snot waterfalls multiple times. He was inviting her to Manaan to kill her. It was another Code Red mission. She just knew it.

She took one of the shots, looking over when Champion Karys (@Apollyon ) swaggered over to make an announcement. Nash watched as he called Vossari (@Fine Dining Set ) over, wondering if he was in trouble. However, not before she looked over Karys himself with a stupid look on her face. Damn, that man was chiseled by the Mortis gods themselves into perfection. Nash was hardly paying attention to what he was saying, hanging on that baritone voice and thicc muscles and piercings while fiddling with a lekku. Eventually she snapped out of it.

“OH SHIT! FUCK YEAH BRAIDZ!” Nash called out, throwing her shot back. She closed the distance to pull the new champion into a one armed hug, “Congrats, you thumbless little shit,” Nash said cheerfully as she drew back to smile at him.

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai looked over as each had the shots, and more arrived which when offered he also took part in. He chuckled as the twi'lek went giddy at Karys approach like a lost fan. Nodding with approval at Vossari when he likewise offered more shots. And then he observed as he knelt down by Karys. As Trodai witnessed his transcendence from Acolyte to Champion before his eyes. He offered a smile and cheered in recognition. The Wrean deserved it after everything and he respected the man. More so after the help at Murzana.

He considered him a trusted ally.

He moved closer to Vossari, leaving space for Anai, waiting until he rose before offering a congratulatory hand. A warrior's handshake in respect and recognition. "Congratulations, Champion Vossari on your promotion. It is well earnt. We haven't really talked much, but perhaps we might change that tonight."

He briefly spoke to Karys while he waited for a reply "He is a great asset, I admire and respect what he has accomplished. You trained him very well my friend." He said with a smile, before offering a toast after the handshake if Vossari accepted it "To Champion Vossari! Stand proud among your peers!".

@Sreeya @Apollyon @Phoenix @Rom @LouJoVi @Alhon @Fine Dining Set

 

[Anai Skhess]

Anai would wander over to the bar alongside Vossari, watching as he disappeared for a moment before coming back with shots. The Kaleesh did not know if he had paid for them or stolen them...He could've spiked them for all she knew, but chances are she had had it worse in previous parties anyways. Before getting a chance to drink it, however, her attention would suddenly shift to Karys as he seemed to have something important to announce.

Anai stood silently as Karys promoted his apprentice, a deserved ascension through the ranks, she was sure. To think not long ago Karys was a freshly promoted champion himself, how much changed in so little time. Anai raised her glass, looking at Vossari with a smile on her place "To our newest champion, may he bring glory to our Order." She would join the toast before throwing back her shot...Didn't taste too badly.

@Fine Dining Set

 

[Juin Nayem]

The staring of behind the scenes was an unexpected treat, but soon the acolyte was alone with both his phone and thoughts. Unfortunately, Juin wasn't the most patient of fellows, and it didn't take him long to get bored with waiting, quickly dressing and pulling out his phone to take a quick selfie and send it to his classmate in the party. (@LadyRen)

>This party rules
>also, 1-0 ;)

Making his way out from the back rooms with a small limp in his step, Juin made for the men's restroom for a quick freshening up before wandering back into the party. It seemed that he'd missed some kind of announcement, as the crowd gathered around excitedly, but that wouldn't stop him wanting to join in regardless.

Tapping a random red being on the back, he whispered. "Yo, what did I miss?" @Akheron While also grabbing himself a drink in celebratory fashion. Maybe someone got laid, but perhaps someone had gotten promoted. If it was the latter, perhaps the former was more likely too.

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai was just finishing his toast when he felt a tapping on his shoulder. Turning to face whoever it was, he looked down only to see the same green outsider he had seen earlier disappear with Serene. Clearly he had a good time. Chuckling he spoke "Had a good time have we. Vossari here just got promoted to Champion and there are shots available."

Making space he allowed Juin to squeeze in.

@Xorism

 

[Arak Ragnos]

His smirk got wider as draped her arms around him. Her nails digging into his skin didn't help him maintain control. Instead it drove him deeper into his desire. He gazed down trying to combat his primal urges to the best of his abilities.

His eyes widened at her words. In that moment his restraint was gone, he had decided he didn't want to dance. He grabbed her hand off his chest, "Let's go somewhere else." He began to lead her through the crowded dancefloor aiming to find a quiet place to go. Then something caught his eye as he passed the bar.

He noticed Braids having the behemoth of a Pureblood standing over him. Without even thinking he let go of Freyja's hand and began making his way to the bar. He was prepared to fight if needed, his demeanor shifted to something more serious. As he got closer he heard what was being said he relaxed slightly. It seemed to be some form of ceremony. He grabbed one of the drinks and sauntered over to Smash (@Sreeya) "What I miss?" Trying to understand the scenario before acting.

@LadyRen

 

[Kyssiara Serket]

Kyssiara kept moving to the beat, twirling around on the dance floor with Feifi. She was lost to the vibes and the music, simply moving her hips and shaking her hair until the song came to a close, at which point she slowed down her dancing and leaned the Mandalorian girl over with one hand holding her back and the other clasped around Feifi's hand. The Pureblood's golden eyes met Feifi's for a long moment before the call for free shots was announced and she picked the girl up and led her back over towards the bar.

"Free drinks? C'mon Feifi we've got to get in on this." Kyssiara exclaimed, rushing over and accidentally bumping into a tall individual she hadn't seen before at the bar in her excitement (@TheDudeMike). It was a Mirialan by the look of him, possibly someone who'd just arrived since the acolyte hadn't seen him yet, but it was a big party. "Sorry! Didn't mean to hit you. Free drinks!" she told him, taking the shots that were being handed around as some kind of celebration.

@Hastur

 

[Vossari Khaldun]

When he kneeled, he was an acolyte. He rose again, reborn, as a true Sith. For years he had dreamed of this moment. He thought to every moment that brought him here. The child, alone, at the edge of the cities of Wrea. The teenager spray-painting Sith symbols on the walls of Nar Shadda. The acolyte: annoying, extravagant, boisterous, rude, but alive. And now, the champion. What story would he write now?

Vossari plucked a shot glass as he looked into the eyes of those gathered to celebrate him. He cleared his throat as white-hot tears formed to the corner of his eyes. On Wrea, his father told him he would never amount to anything. At the academy, it was practically the same. But Vossari had hustled. He had proven himself. And he had come this far without sacrificing the person that he was. Damn right he was proud today.

As he stood here, he reminisced fondly on his past. But this was yet the beginning of his story. "A new generation of our people are on the rise. I know you can feel it. The galaxy is weak, begging to be taken." Vossari kissed the outside of the glass and raised it to the sky. "Cheers to us. There's no one greater than our Order!"

And what a fortuitous occasion this was. Vossari's grin widened "Cheers to me, bitches!" While the rest of the group drank, he poured his shot into the ground. "Azar sends his regards!"

Only now would the party denizens realize that there was no such thing as a free drink. The guests attending began to experience strange side-effects, as the contents of their drink began to react with their bodies. Those who had attended attended a Sith social in recent memory would remember the Potionmaster's 'gifts' that he brought to each party. Potions with random effects and bizarre side-effects, that Azar would foist onto the crowd.

As each partygoer downed their drink, they would feel the strange effects of their potion take shape...

Meanwhile, Vossari pulled out his phone to SpaceTime Azar (@Sreeya), as he kicked back, proud of his work.

@Sreeya @Versok @Javier esschoolbus @Akheron @Xorism @Apollyon @Phoenix @René

 

[Veltharion]

Veltharion blinked at the strange sensation of his jaw being held still by the Force, sanguine eyes narrowing at the sensation of being restrained before pushing the flash of rage away to focus on Karys' words. He made a thoughtful chirping noise, turning the words over slowly in his mind and then nodded resolutely at the Pureblood. "This one will consider your wordz carefully; the Longfang benefitz from your wisdom." Following the hulking Sith off the dance floor, Vel watched curiously as he addressed his companion from the adventure in the swamp as a wide, fang-filled grin stretched across his face. Letting out a whoop, the Barabel clapped and cracked his tail like a whip behind him with a hiss of laughter, reaching forward to pat Voss on the shoulder. "Look at you, Braidz, leaving us humble acolytez in your wake. Congratulationz, Champion." Grinning widely, he accepted the small glass of liquid, eying it curiously before mimicing the others by raising it and saying, "Cheerz!" before downing the liquor.

@Apollyon @Fine Dining Set

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai listened to Vossari even as Arak returned, he still hadn't finished their conversation so was intent some point. It was only when Vossari poured his drink did he realise...he had fallen right for a prank. His eyes widened, trying not to laugh as he pointed at the Wrean and began speaking in limericks.

"Vossari! You caught me out with your prank.
Now I'm going to be frank,
You got me good.
I totally misunderstood, you know a nice trick to be fair.
I'll get you back I swear."

Trodai was amused, but he hoped Vossari had a antidote or this was going to be a long night. Especially when he was speaking in limericks, and rhythmic poem. He turned a brighter shade of crimson in embarrassment. Although he knew at least he wasn't alone...they had all been caught out. At very least the night had taken a interesting turn. He wondered what weird reaction the others got. Although he did consider his affect was rather mild all considered, which would weigh into his own intended prank some time. For he would not forget this.

@Fine Dining Set @Sreeya @Javier esschoolbus @Phoenix @René @Hastur @Rom @Apollyon @Versok @Xorism

 

[Karys]

Karys had stepped back when Vossari finished his speech and then poured his shot onto the ground. Azar sends his regards? Karys quirked an eyebrow ridge at that for a moment…and then it clicked. For the first time ever, Karys smiled at Vossari’s prank. He moved to the bar and plucked the final shot from the tray and waited.

He waited until he heard Azar answer his EZPhone. Then he raised his glass to Vossari.

“Cheers Champion Khaldun.” He stated warmly.

Fuck this was going to suck.

Then Karys knocked back the potion and waited for the effects to take hold. So much for never getting hit with this.

@Fine Dining Set @Sreeya