Post by Poludnica on Sept 4, 2012 14:00:55 GMT -5
Time period:Five years ago from current timeline 3601 BBY
Location:Nar Shaddaa
Participants:Jessoin (Dutch), Danica (Baba)
Other Info: Theme
The din of clinking glasses and the droning murmurs of other diners carried on through the expensive restaurant. Green orbs curiously moved from one table to another, seeing whose Nar Shaddaa rich and famous were. Danica was shocked by a discovery such...mucky place could have its own high societal made from all kinds of assorted species. The girl watched wide eyed few Twi'lek dancers bending their bodies vulgarly. On Coruscant such pleasures were guilty, the rich ones going extra mile to keep their identity anonymous. In here it would be a sin not to allow themselves to be seen accompanied by such vice.
Something cringed in her stomach at the sight of men intently staring at the dancers. How were they different from her father's friends watching Cassius' daughter performance? Even if it was prude and classic, her role was similar - a doll he could show.
The black haired woman inhaled sharply, her fingers closing tightly on a half empty glass. Flush of anger crimsoned Danica's cheek. Even if Cassius stayed light years away, he still held power over her thoughts and reactions.
”Damn you.” The girl muttered, frowning darkly. The awkward silence fell over a table next to her which forced Danica into unpleasant realization she had said it out loud. With a gentle shrug of slender shoulders, the human turned away, hiding even brighter crimson glow of her skin. That evening wasn't starting well. In truth this whole idea of lone escapade to Nar Shaddaa seemed like a bag of troubles and some more. The official reason was fetching some expensive and rare art to which Cassius agreed if Danica would take his personal security. The wayward daughter had agreed, but soon after going to the docks she sneaked away in a public transport. Alone.
Her eyes instinctively trailed off to the comm device beeping on the wrist. With a resigned sigh the woman tapped it gently, waking up a powder pink glow.
From: CassiusL.
To: Dany
I am completely appalled with your behavior, young lady. I feel ashamed my daughter behaves like some street wh...
Danica turned off the device with an indignant huff. She knew price of this stunt would be high, even more so if Cassius was aware what his daughter wanted to do. The artifact hunt sounded innocent in comparison to...The woman froze, watching a tall man walking into the restaurant. Was it him? The elegant girl stood up, adjusting her nicely cut business attire. She quietly extinguished her spent cigarette in the provided ashtray, practically tasting the anxiety that pumped through her blood and which slowly began to fill her lungs. The human walked toward a small group nestled in the far end of the carefully designed interior.
The table next to the group was free, Danica decided from there would be the best spot to eavesdrop on the meeting. Hidden behind a wide pillar, it gave necessary shelter to even take notes. None of the men should recognize her, Cassius rarely showed his daughter off outside his home planet, especially to more shady associates. The old fool's first mistake.
Happy with her cunning plan, the young woman was about to sit down at the chosen seat when noticed someone was there first. Seemingly out of nowhere! Danica blinked, surprised, gazing at the stranger, her brows furrowing in expression of displeasure and annoyance. ”Hey! That's my table.” She said hissingly, a reminiscence of an angry viper.
Arrogant bastard!
Location:Nar Shaddaa
Participants:Jessoin (Dutch), Danica (Baba)
Other Info: Theme
The din of clinking glasses and the droning murmurs of other diners carried on through the expensive restaurant. Green orbs curiously moved from one table to another, seeing whose Nar Shaddaa rich and famous were. Danica was shocked by a discovery such...mucky place could have its own high societal made from all kinds of assorted species. The girl watched wide eyed few Twi'lek dancers bending their bodies vulgarly. On Coruscant such pleasures were guilty, the rich ones going extra mile to keep their identity anonymous. In here it would be a sin not to allow themselves to be seen accompanied by such vice.
Something cringed in her stomach at the sight of men intently staring at the dancers. How were they different from her father's friends watching Cassius' daughter performance? Even if it was prude and classic, her role was similar - a doll he could show.
The black haired woman inhaled sharply, her fingers closing tightly on a half empty glass. Flush of anger crimsoned Danica's cheek. Even if Cassius stayed light years away, he still held power over her thoughts and reactions.
”Damn you.” The girl muttered, frowning darkly. The awkward silence fell over a table next to her which forced Danica into unpleasant realization she had said it out loud. With a gentle shrug of slender shoulders, the human turned away, hiding even brighter crimson glow of her skin. That evening wasn't starting well. In truth this whole idea of lone escapade to Nar Shaddaa seemed like a bag of troubles and some more. The official reason was fetching some expensive and rare art to which Cassius agreed if Danica would take his personal security. The wayward daughter had agreed, but soon after going to the docks she sneaked away in a public transport. Alone.
Her eyes instinctively trailed off to the comm device beeping on the wrist. With a resigned sigh the woman tapped it gently, waking up a powder pink glow.
From: CassiusL.
To: Dany
I am completely appalled with your behavior, young lady. I feel ashamed my daughter behaves like some street wh...
Danica turned off the device with an indignant huff. She knew price of this stunt would be high, even more so if Cassius was aware what his daughter wanted to do. The artifact hunt sounded innocent in comparison to...The woman froze, watching a tall man walking into the restaurant. Was it him? The elegant girl stood up, adjusting her nicely cut business attire. She quietly extinguished her spent cigarette in the provided ashtray, practically tasting the anxiety that pumped through her blood and which slowly began to fill her lungs. The human walked toward a small group nestled in the far end of the carefully designed interior.
The table next to the group was free, Danica decided from there would be the best spot to eavesdrop on the meeting. Hidden behind a wide pillar, it gave necessary shelter to even take notes. None of the men should recognize her, Cassius rarely showed his daughter off outside his home planet, especially to more shady associates. The old fool's first mistake.
Happy with her cunning plan, the young woman was about to sit down at the chosen seat when noticed someone was there first. Seemingly out of nowhere! Danica blinked, surprised, gazing at the stranger, her brows furrowing in expression of displeasure and annoyance. ”Hey! That's my table.” She said hissingly, a reminiscence of an angry viper.
Arrogant bastard!