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Zeltros, Zeltros never changes...

The planet known for its hedonistic population, pursuit of pleasures, love and everything else, was welcoming and alluring visitors that were stopping by with fancy glows of their neon lights. They were of all colors of the rainbow, and would, no doubt, make first-timers around here gawk in awe. Those who have been here often would no likely be annoyed from all the seizure-inducing color schemes. That is, until zeltrons would feel their annoyance and drag em off to the nearest pub. These guys were weird, the just hated to see anybody not having a good time.

Zeltron nightclubs were truly something, making those back on Coruscant pale in comparison. So many colors, laser shows, and the atmosphere was unbelievable. Locals were kings and queens of the dance floor, their moves as beautiful and provocative as were their clothes... if they were wearing any. The people's views on what was proper and not differed greatly from the rest of the galaxy. Different music, unusual and catchy, was heard from practically anywhere... Beat-boom, beat-boom, deet-deet-beat-boom... Clank.

Nika used to like it here, this place was fun, and it was easy as hell to find a friend for the night around here. There was a saying, that "If you didn't get laid on Zeltros, you wouldn't be able to anywhere else." But bad memories kept getting into her head the moment she stopped doing something for even a second. Which was why she never rested around here.

Drinks, dancing, other sorts of fun, she enjoyed it all. And right now she was next to the bar stand, about to buy herself a drink and trying to tell an annoying zeltron guy off. He just didn't understand the meaning of "Get lost." And was constantly trying to grab her hand. He wasn't looking too bad, fairly muscular, with rippled pants and a crazy-colored shirt, but ... this was just the wrong time.

- Oh, c'mon baby. Twi'leks are known for being the most alluring dancers in the world! This is a dance club, why won't you show me some moves? Wanna see them hips shaking...

- Dude, no offense, but not now. And do I look like a dancer to you? - Nika asked, rising her arms in an inquiry. She indeed wasn't, with that breastplate and a couple of blasters at her hips. The zeltron eyed them for a couple of moments, before catching her drift... except he wasn't too happy about it. Frowning, he nodded, and was about to walk away, before feeling a tap on his shoulder. The twi'lek had a little similarity to zeltron - she didn't like people being unhappy either.

- Hey, I'm just a bit busy right now, but I'll find ya later. What's your name?

- Za'arka. - the zeltron answered, a wide grin appearing on his face. Patting his back, Nika sent him off, returning to the bar stand with a sigh. Gosh, a good part of her wanted to go out there to the dance floor with that guy, but it was not what she was here for.

She was here because of drugs. Yes, drugs. Even here, on Zeltros, some were banned. She was hired by local law enforcement department to track down the distributor. This is why she was here. Keeping her eyes peeled for someone who would try offering pleasure sticks. Except ... so far she didn't see anyone. Tapping at the bartender's shoulder, Nika decided that it wouldn't hurt to make an order.

- What can I do for you, beautiful miss?

- Oh I dunno. You have any special drinks you're famous for?

And that he did. Leaning on the table, the twi'lek supported her head with her hand. Might as well drink while she was looking for that somebody...

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Fsera had arrived at Zeltros the other day on her vacation, and tonight decided to go to one of the nightclubs. As she started to walk in, she eyed the crowd. It was a mish-mash of aliens, mostly Zeltrons and Twi'leks. She didn't dare wear her uniform, unless she wanted to be pelted with questions or hate. As soon as she walked into the door, she heard the music blaring full-sound. She eyed a Twi'lek near the crowd, and saw her blasters. She didn't care, she was more interested in the drinks at the bar. The only place to sit was next to her, though. Walking over, she sat down next to her, and shouted at the bartender, "[glow=red,2,300]Hey! I'll take a Tarisian Ale!"[/glow]. The bartender nodded in agreement, and Fsera sat up and said to the Twi'lek, [glow=red,2,300]"So, this place usually busy?"[/glow]

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Nika's drink was served rather quickly - the bartender knew his way around the bottles and glasses, shaking and juggling the vessels so quickly the twi'lek could barely follow his movements. It was amazing, and a good show of skill from his part - the man probably just wanted to throw a bit of entertainment for a pretty lady. Soon, he put the glass in front of her, with a flower-decorated straw. The drink itself was blood-red, giving out many colors when a random light went through it. Nika looked at it with a bit of suspicion, the light playing on her face, making it look crimson...

- Alright ... here goes.

She drank a few swallows, before stopping. And blinked. It tasted like strawberry, but ... nothing beyond that. Heck, she barely even felt the taste of alcohol, or whatever beverage he used. What was so special about this drink? Or was it some kind of poor-tasted joke? Nika turned around to say something about what she thinks about this drink to the bartender ... only to see a knowing smirk on his face. Something's fishy here...

And then it hit her. Literally. For a second, she felt like her head was being nailed by a baseball bat, the twi'lek even flinching a bit, feeling dizzy. Colors mixed up, as well as images, and it took her a few moments to regain her cognitive abilities back. Partially. The face of the snickering zeltron bartender was the first thing she managed to figure out.

- Uh... what is this?

- Oh, well you asked for my special. What, you didn't like it? Eh, I guess it is too strong for off-worlders. I'll make y~...

- You kiddin' me? This stuff is great! Hey sister! - the excited twi'lek called out to the fluffy-selonian girl that sat next to her, wrapping one arm around her neck and pulling her closer, pushing the glass with the red drink to her and grinning wildly.

- You should totally try this stuff! Have a go, erm... what's your name!

The mission about the drug thing was quickly forgotten, it seemed...

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Fsera saw the Twi`lek girl try out a crimson looking drink, then, before Fsera knew it, the Twi`lek wrapped an arm around her neck, and offered her to try it. Fsera completely forgot about her Tarisian Ale, and asked the bartender:
[glow=red,2,300]"Can i try your special?"[/glow] she asked.
[glow=blue,2,300]"Sure"[/glow] he replied eagerly.

Fsera watched as the bartender made a display, no doubt not knowing she was sterile and probably trying to impress her. When he was finished, she eagerly tried it, and found a sensation race through her, not even after she'd had seven glasses of Tarisian ale.

[glow=blue,2,300]"Do you like it?"[/glow] he asked, smirk on his face.

[glow=red,2,300]"If this is what i've been missing, i should've been on Zeltros a long time ago!"[/glow] Fsera replied excitedly.

She gulped down the glass, before turning around to view the dance floor.

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- Heh... told ya it's smashing? Uh... - Nika winced once more, the blur returning to obscure her sight after another swallow. She did gaze, in amazement, how the fluffy stranger just gulped the entire glass down. Was she that resistant? Or didn't she yet know how much this thing packed a punch? The twi'lek only gasped, and latched unto the selonian's arm.

- Wait wait wait, did you just drank the whole glass? Oh God, it's gonna come back at you a few moments later, just you wait! - the twi'lek expressed utter amazement, and with eager curiosity waited for what would happen. Going to the dance floor might not have been a good idea right now, but if the weasel was going to do it anyway, Nika wouldn't be the one to stop her. Luckily, the bartender would do that for her. Leaning from the counter, he said to both with his suede voice:

- There is a whole night ahead of you, ladies. Just let the Bloodbash wear out a bit. My name is Zellos, by the way. And may I have the honor of knowing names of the beautiful young outworlders who honored us with their presence? - a chuckle came out, and a bit of a blush appeared on her face.

- Oh, the name's Nika. Just Nika. I'm a... - the twi'lek bit her tongue before finishing the sentence. She couldn't tell that she was a bounty-hunter, could she? That would blow her cover! Uh ... only cover for what? She didn't remember much, or care, oh well, would remember it later, if needed. - I'm an escort pilot for freighters and such... And this here is ... uh, what's your name again? I didn't quite catch that... - the twi'lek muttered, taking another sip of her drink. Curious, if a bit hazy eyes looking at the animal-like lady. Or ... at least she thought it was a lady. Without noticing herself, Nika reached out for her, a hand stroking against the fur in a petting motion.

-So fluffy...

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Fsera felt that ominous feeling of passing out, but kept it at bay. Maybe gulping it down wasn't such a good idea. Something blurred her sight briefly though, but she tried to ignore it. When the bartender spoke up, she heeded his warning. "No sense in dancing half-drunk!" she thought. Fsera heard the Twi'lek say her name was Nika, and she decided to tell Nika her name.

"My name is Fsera, i'm with the Republic Navy, on vacation right now." Fsera said with a tone of importance.
She felt a stroking motion on her fur, and heard Nika say, "So fluffy..". Fsera ignored it and simply started relaxing.