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Feb 8, 2009 18:04:49 GMT -5
Post by Jace on Feb 8, 2009 18:04:49 GMT -5
Ocelot made his way down the landing ramp as he departed the Red October. He looked around the landing platform; most of the ships looked as if they were made just yesterday. It didn't surprise Ocelot all that much though, this was a get away for the rich and pompous. Ocelot had only been here once before, and only really knew this one cantina that was close to the spaceport.
Ocelot was here looking for a new crew, and through some contacts he had heard that there would be some possible candidates here. Ocelot had been freelancing for the last couple of months, but there was only so much you could do by yourself. With a full crew, he was more likely to get bigger and subsequently higher paying jobs. Ocelot also knew that he also missed the camaraderie that one had with their crew.
Ocelot had made his way down some very nicely lit streets and ahead he saw the bright words White Night Fantasy. This was in fact the cantina he had been looking for and casually made his way in. Ocelot walked over to the bar and ordered himself a stiff drink while he scanned the current patrons.
It should prove to be an interesting night...
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 8, 2009 18:49:08 GMT -5
The Mist slipped easily through the clouds as the medium three engined freighter gracefully curved down towards the world below. Sylbia had left her astromech droid Ki to handle the landing as she slipped into her full body white coolant suit. As she exited the room the freighter almost imperceptive touched the service of the landing pad surrounded by high class transports. She looked around for the mercenary that had joined her on this travel as she moved though the main room of the freighter to the cockpit to pick up her small astromech droid. She looked out at the lights of the city through the opaque visor of her helmet and the tinted cockpit screens as the small blue droid scrambled up onto her shoulder his weight causing it to sag slightly.
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 8, 2009 23:40:15 GMT -5
Lanara sighed as she got up from her seat in the cockpit of The Mist and headed for the door. Just as the woman was just shy of exiting the cockpit before she stopped and turned around to see the girl out of the corner of her eye. Lanara spoke sadly, she honestly wanted to atone for the trespass that she made against the girl.
Now, you probably hate me, and you have every right to, but I just wanted to say that I am sorry, I didn't realize that you weren't a robot... despite the incredible amount of evidence to suggest otherwise. I will get out of your hair at the first stop you make, even if that stop happens to be Mustafar.
Without another word Lanara turned around and headed for her quarters, she stopped at the first door and entered it. Once in she began to take the armor off piece by piece, the neuter look of her armor slowly but surely giving way to the more feminine features of a woman in her late twenties. She removed the cuirass last, making sure to hook it into the power port so that her suit's power-cells would be fully charged when she needed them again. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out 50 galactic credits.
It was at this moment that she realized how far down the tubes she was; Lanara's only possessions were the clothes on her back... a tank-top and a pair of short-shorts, her equipment, and 50 credits. Lanara had much more in the bank... but after that little stunt in the prison the Republic had no doubt frozen her accounts. Jenner said nothing as she crawled into the bed and slowly drifted asleep, almost wishing that she would not wake up.
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Lanara was awoken by the rumble of the Mist entering the atmosphere of a planet. A quick look out of the view port revealed that it did in fact have civilization, this was a fact that Lanara rejoiced over, but the woman still wished that she could go back and put that Pirate in his place before he effectively ruined her life. In due time, Lanara. In due time. The thought echoed through her brain as she packed her armor and weapons into two duffel bags and headed for the cargo bay, she arrived just in time to find the cyborg walking towards the cockpit.
I will see you around then.
Was all that she said as she turned and walked down the ramp with the very heavy duffel bags drapped over her shoulder. The sight of a pretty woman dressed in a tank top and short shorts walking down the ramp of the ship turned a few heads, especially since the planet she was on happened to be Zeltros. Lanara looked up to see about 10 Zeltron men staring at her with their eyes glazed over. The woman did her best to ignore them, but it was tough, every one of them was putting out enough pheromones to turn the most ardent of jedi into raving lunatics.
Somehow Lanara managed to make it through the small crowed unscathed as she headed towards a store and bought some clothes, while they were little more than a jacket and a pair of jeans, it was better than walking around with a few inches to the imagination. Then she headed towards a locker and placed the duffel bags inside, it was far from the best place to stash multi-thousand credit equipment, but it was better than leaving them in an alley. She was down to her last 5 credits, so where did she go?
She went to a bar. The White Night Fantasy to be exact.
As she through the door about a waft of foul air assaulted her senses, the smell was an odd but farmiliar mixture of urine and smoke, it was fairly hot, and worst of all: it was humid. It was better than most cantinas that Lanara had been too, this place looked like a martini bar compared to some of the cantinas in the Works on Coruscant. She sat down next to an older looking man with white hair and ordered a drink, hoping to drown the recent deaths of her friends with a stiff drink.
It worked in the military. It would work here.
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Post by kt on Feb 9, 2009 0:27:44 GMT -5
Xander had decided as he entered the cockpit of his ship and took off from the prison, that he would go straight to his home planet of Zeltros, not knowing that he had unintentionally followed a few of his jail break buddies. It took a while but Xander finally made his way to the galaxy's entertainment capital. The zeltron dived into the atmosphere and was soon flying around to his favorite part of the city.
After landing, Xander was immediatly greeted by quite a few Zeltron women, all of whom immediatly started dumping their pheremones on him, swooning and flirting with him. "Mmmmm what a nice welcome home gift." He thought to himself as he cranked out his own pheremones and began the very short process of making the girls fall head over heels for him. There were 7 girls in all and all of them broke to Xander's superior charm and seduction, with an arm around two and the reset in tail, the smooth talking Zeltron man walked them all to the nearest love hotel, coming out an hour and a half later feeling very "refreshed". One by one the girls stepped out of the room, hair a complete mess and a very large, satisfied smile on their face. He gave them all a passionate kiss before saying his goodbyes and took off for one of his cantinas, the one called The White Night Fantasy.
Xander walked into the small cantina and was immediatly blasted with several rather bad smells. It was also hot and humid, something that Xander hated "So what's the meaning of this?! Why has my cantina become such a bantha pit?" He asked, every head turning towards him. It took a matter of seconds before two thirds of the cantina erupted in cheerful greetings and excited yelling. Regular after regular rushed to shake hands and pat him on the back, saying things like how much they missed him and how much of a bore it's been without him. " Yes yes i know, it's been awhile." He smiled a big smile and opened all of the windows and went to the back and pulled out a now very dusty bottle of citrus and floral scented spray, he then brought it out and sprayed the entire place down.
Xander turned to the bartender, someone he didn't know, strange. After a short walk to the bar, he sat down next to a rather beautiful looking woman, human too, nice. He glanced at her for a moment before turning to the Ithorian bartender "Who are you and where's Barook at?" He asked curiously, as far as he could remember, Xander had left his good friend Barook the Bith this cantina to watch over and manage while he was away.
"My name is Kazdus sir, and welcome to the White Night Fantasy Cantina. Barook has the day off today so i'm taking his place." The ithorian mumbled out in his native tongue.
"Yes, thank you for the warm greeting, and i see, i'll have to visit him at his house. I'm the owner by the way, Xander's the name, nice to meet you." Xander said as he walked around the bar and pulled out a dusty case from a secret compartment that not even Barook or the ithorian knew about. It was his own special blend of extra rare and very potent liquors. With a few moments of prying and pulling, the lid finally came off and Xander pulled out two of the 12 bottles. "Drinks on me! Xander special!" he shouted cheerfully, the entire bar cheering and yelling in excitement, Xander's special concoction was a thing of legend to the patrons of the White Night Fantasy.
"Pour these for me my good man." He then passed the bottles to the ithorian and took two glasses and a bottle to himself. "Hey there pretty lady, come here oft-...Oh my stars it's you!" He shouted in excitement as he recognized Lanara upon closer inspection. He then poured a large glass for himself and her, spinning her chair around to face him and put himself between her legs and snuck a long and deep kiss on the lips. " Good to see you again babe." A sly smirk growing on his face as he took a drink of the strong liquid. He also noticed the man next to her "Hey there fella, want a drink?" He offered the bottle to the older man.
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Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Feb 9, 2009 8:23:13 GMT -5
((Much improvement KT! *Tal is pleased!*))
Bah. The whole deal left Rem with a bad taste in his mouth. From the start he'd not wanted to help the shabby group escape that dratted prison, but when faced with the alternative of having the WHOLE jail emptied of it's prisoners he opted for helping the less consequential group to flee quietly.
Thinking back on the incident, he only really had a distaste for three of the individuals there...the strangely dressed man who he found was named Lucian, the frigid twi'lek girl just looking for a ticket out, and the mercenary with an itchy trigger finger...the last being his least favorite of the group. They had, obviously, split up and gone their separate directions since then; the twi'lek and Lucian had gone with him, the zeltron man had left alone, the cyborg and the mercenary had gotten aboard a different ship...he hoped....the idiot Lucian hadn't bothered to wait for them, so he couldn't tell for certain what had happened to them. The journey to Nar Shaddaa had been a long and trying one, including a tiff over a lightsaber stolen by Lucian. Needless to say, Remiel had retrieved the thing and had sent it straight back to the Jedi Temple upon arriving on the Hutt controlled planet, where he proceeded to 'disappear' from the planet....AKA: he hopped aboard the first ship off planet, which just so happened to be headed for Zeltros.
This was where he happened to be at this exact moment, creeping out from one of the cargo bays of the passenger transport. Slipping into the mass of passengers thronging around the exit of the ship, Remiel made his way slowly onto the self proclaimed 'part world'. The scent of pheromones and perfume was heavy in the air as the zeltrons, men and women alike, tried to get a date or five for the night. Huffing, the red clad grey jedi simply rolled his shoulders under his pack and ignored them. He wasn't interested in a date, but he WAS interested in a drink.
Stopping one of the near by zeltron men, Remiel asked the pleased looking man where the nearest cantina would happen to be. Simultaneously, the man and his harem of women pointed down a set of steps toward a decent looking establishment named "White Night Fantasy." Thanking them, the two parties went their separate ways. Practically skipping down the steps, Remiel headed toward the bar, more than ready for a good stiff drink. He needed it. Badly. Things felt like they were going from bad to worse for him after coming into contact with the jedi in the prison on Coruscant. The rilan didn't think that the knight had recognized him...he was nearly certain he hadn't...but if he told the council about what had happened...........that could prove sticky indeed. Eventually he was hoping to return to the Order, but his chances were slipping further and further out of his grasp. Was this life what the Force had in store for him all along? Why? Mentally sighing, the man put on a good face and cheerily stepped into the pub, instantly taking a seat at the bar.
It was then that two familiar presences caught his attention. The first was the force sensitive zeltron from the prison, the second....Remiel groaned slightly and held up a hand to the bar tender. He REALLY needed a drink now...that dratted merc was around also. The ithorian bumbled over slowly and Remiel put on a smile worth a thousand creds, his blue eyes twinkling in the light.
Hello there. Everyone here seems to be in quite a good mood today. Did something happen?
He asked as the man stopped before him. The ithorian simply nodded and jerked his thumb at a zeltron sitting not far down the bar.
"The boss is back. He's handin out a round of drinks. Want a shot?"
Remiel turned his head in the direction of the motion and was relatively pleased to find the zeltron man from earlier.
He's the boss around here, eh? Yeah, I'll take a round.
He replied. After receiving the drink, the jedi nodded his head and, taking the glass, headed in the direction of the man. Putting a long hand on the zeltron's shoulder, he smiled brightly as he pushed feelings of happiness toward the man through the force.
Well...I didn't expect to run into you again so soon. Small galaxy isn't it?
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Post by Jace on Feb 9, 2009 13:26:21 GMT -5
Ocelot didn't give much thought to the pretty lady that had just taken a seat next to him. Now don't get it wrong, he was interested, but she had the mark of a professional. When you have been in his line of work for as long as he had, you could tell the amateurs from the pros. Ocelot then heard a great deal of noise as a certain zeltron entered the cantina. He didn't give much thought to him either, until he heard he was getting a free round of drinks.
Ocelot was not fooled by the owners somewhat eccentric demeanor, he was not your run of the mill cantina owner. He also observed that he was acquainted with the lady that was sitting next to him. Ocelot had little doubt that these were the people he was looking for. Ocelot preferred to get straight to business but it usually wasn't always that simple, and could complicate the situation. He decided to play along for now and see how things worked out.
"I could always use another drink" he responded as he finished off his previous drink.
Ocelot watched as another interesting patron entered the cantina, and then watched as he approached the zeltron.
So this newcomer is also acquainted with this owner of the cantina and he seems to be holding some contempt for the lady. There is no doubt, these are the ones I am looking for
He wasn't about to get hasty when it came to job proposals; a couple drinks always smoothed things over anyways.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 9, 2009 16:24:57 GMT -5
Sylbia slipped through the crowd as she entered the dirty cluttered alley behind the the Czerka head quarters and set her small astromech droid on the ground as she crouched in amongst several mounds of refuse. "Go, find lanara for me, ki." she told the crablike blue droid as she set a case of equipment down besides her. She watched out of the corner of her left eye silently as the small droid skittered off down the alley way before she hook the wireless modual into her neck and began the process of breaking through czerka's fire wall system. It only took fifteen minutes for sylbia to begin sucking the money it lanara's frozen account through a serious of false accounts bouncing the signal over the better part of the universe. She light out a sight sight as she unhooked the cable from the base of her skull and loaded the data on a small card before packing up the equipment and taking a short glance to assure she hadn't been noticed before slipping out into the dark crowded streets.
It took several minutes to reach the cantina Ki was hovering at and a few more to make her way through the throng and actually enter the establishment. She did her normal quick scan over the surprisingly clean dock side drinking hole and spotted a rather less armored Lanara sitting at the bar next to who she recognized as the zeltron and the man who had helped them escape. She quitely walked up between lanara and the older gentleman next to her. As she slipped in and placed the card in front of the mercenary woman and tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 9, 2009 17:04:07 GMT -5
To say that Lanara was surprised would be an understatement. She had barely ordered her drink before her stool was spun around, a man hand stepped in-between her legs, and kissed her. At first the forecast for that day's weather was pain with a slight chance of dismemberment, but after she discovered that it was Xander, the guy that bought everyone a drink (and the one that broke out of prison with that swine Lucian), Lanara decided that she would let him off easy. The woman hooked her feet around his, put her hands on his chest, and push with all her might... after kissing him back of course, he had earned as much buying her a drink.
I barely even know you... and don't call me babe. I have broken an arm for less. Thanks for the drink by the way.
Was all that she said before turning back around and began to consume alcohol. Then she felt a tap on her shoulder, Lanara was about to whip around and give that lecherous Zeltron ye olde palm heel to the nose when she discovered that it was Sylbia. The angry expression instantly left her face and was replaced by one of confusion.
Didn't think you fancied bars much
Lanara managed to say whilst she was drinking the SW equivalent of a Jager-Bomb.
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Post by kt on Feb 9, 2009 18:28:09 GMT -5
" Well then how bout you and me get to know each other starting now?" Xander then poured out as much pheremones as he could muster as well as activate his emo-jection, accidentally making every girl in the vacinity to become very hot and bothered. "So how bout it? Wanna go back to my place for some fu-.....Hey! Wow i'd have to agree with you, it really is a small galaxy!" Xander laughed as he shook one of Rem's hands and patted him on the back. "I never imagined i'd even see any of you again, please, let me take care of your drinks tonight guys, it's on me." He said as he gave one of the bottles of his special concoction to Rem, Ocelot, and Lanara.
It wasn't until Lanara knocked him on his ass that he saw Sylbia the cyborg. "Well hey there little lady, wanna have a drink?" Xander asked as he took a big swig of his liquor and started making out with Sylbia, managing to sneak a hand up Lanara's shirt and fondling one of her very nice boobs.
Xander then momentarily stopped lip locking with the very confused cyborg (i'm assuming) and looked up at Rem " How did you manage to get away from that wannabe captain then?" Xander asked, now standing behind Lanara, both hands up her shirt and now fondling both boobs. " Eh....nevermind, tell me later." He smiled at Rem and let the bar know that he was paying for a second round of drinks. The crowd hooted and hollered in excitment.
Xander gave Syblia and Lanara a warm smile as he stopped fondling Lanara boobs and started fondling Sylbia's. "Hmmmm very impressive, yes, very impressive indeed." Xander said outloud, he then grabbed Rem's hand and put it on Sylbia's boob, " There ya go big guy, i'll be right back with more drinks." He laughed and ran away before lanara could hurt him. Hopefully not because his pheremones were especially potent tonight due to his extra happyness at being home again.
Xander walked into the back room and came out moments later to find that a group of thugs had barged in and were making demands. " Excuse me, but i'll have to ask you to leave if you can't behave." He said with a big smile.
"Don't give me that you piece of shit." The leader of the gang yelled menaced at the zeltron. "Get outta our hangout, now!" He shouted. Xander mearly put the second case of alcohol on the bar and walked back over to his seat. "So what's your name sir?" Xander asked Ocelot as he raised his blaster pistol in a flash and shot every thug perfectly in-between the eyes with a stun round, not even looking at any of them. "My name's Xander, Xander Seraph." a red tinted hand shot towards Ocelot, waiting for him to shake it.
The Zeltron man then looked around at the patrons of the cantina and raised a glass "drink up everyone!" The whole cantina once again uproared in happy shouting and cheering. "Please hold on one second sir, i've gotta get some female attention." Xander apologized and walked over to lanara and placed a very sensual kiss on the side of her neck "Sorry bout makin you wait babe, i know that you couldn't live without my touch for another moment." Xander teased her and after a few hours, everyone was becoming quite inebriated. The girls of the cantina were all starting to act really hot and bothered now due to the fact that Xander's secret concoction, while being extremely alcoholic and deliciously smooth, was also a very powerful aphrodesiac for anyone of the female gender.
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Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Feb 9, 2009 20:04:33 GMT -5
No sooner had the zeltron greeted him than he was off snogging with the cyborg woman and fondling the human woman he had just realized was the mercenary. Stunned by the man's outrageous actions made Remiel's eyes widen as he stared disbelievingly at the scene. It wasn't until the zeltron grabbed his hand and put it on the cyborg's chest that he actually moved. Shocked, Remiel jumped, his hand flying away from her as if jolted by electricity.
OhIAmSoSorryMiss....uh....miss....?
He blinked in slight confusion as he realized he didn't know any of their names. He was about to ask them when Xander returned and shot a rather small band of thugs in the head. He'd not noticed them due to the crowd in the pub and his being so startled. Turning to the zeltron, who by now, was getting on his nerves with his shooting of the thugs and his treatment of the women, backhanded the man, his motion fast enough from his use of the force to not be able to be dodged or blocked even by the most swift of monk societies.
Get your hormones under control and learn some respect. Perhaps then you would get what it is you TRULY want from a woman...not just a meaningless one or two nights.
He glared at the younger man, his eyes becoming a steely grey tinted with streaks of vibrant red.
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Post by Jace on Feb 9, 2009 21:34:01 GMT -5
Ocelot watched with mild indifference as the zeltron began his borderline philandering. The man was young, he would eventually realize that his little sexcapades would grow boring and pointless. Ocelot watched with slightly more interest as he shot down the gang of thugs. The Zeltron then turned towards him and introduced himself as Xander Seraph.
"Those were impressive shots, the name is Ocelot. I was..." He said returning the shake but before he could continue Xander went back to the females again.
Ocelot just sighed and went back to his drink, he wasn't really in a rush anyways. He could tell that the newest comer, was not exactly comfortable with the way Xander was acting. Ocelot didn't really care what the kid did, as long as he could do his right. From the little display that Ocelot had just saw, he looked like he could handle himself.
Ocelot wasn't sure if this kid was a loose cannon or if he used this delinquency as a facade, he hoped it was the latter. His pistol was in reach but his blades were closer and were more desirable if there was a need. Ocelot doubted that things would get violent, but caution was something you needed to survive in this business.
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Post by Zarkan on Feb 9, 2009 22:08:19 GMT -5
"No, their not." Sylbia said gently to lanara while shaking her head at xander's offer. "I wanted to apologize lanara I, well here." she said placing the card in the woman's had and folding her fingers over it. "That's a show of my sincerity." Sylbia felt strange after a moment and looked wide eyed at the zeltron as he kissed her passionately. She sucked in a breath as he turned towards the red clothed man no unabashedly fondling the woman. She froze stock still when he began doing the same to her her eyes simple snapped open as wide as they could she could speak, move, or even blink. She was just beginning to snap out of it when the zeltron force fully stuck the much nicer man's hand on her left breast. She breathed in sharply and felt her self blush brightly as he pulled him and back. Sylbia sifted her weight from foot to foot trying to hide here face she was so embarrassed she just looked at the floor through her hands. The sound of blaster fire at least got her attention off of what happened for a minute as she glanced back to look at the prone form before at load crack pulled her head back to that horrible zeltron and the human. She puffed attempted to back up the man's short speech crossing her arms over her chest and glaring harshly at the impossible xander. Not happy with the attention he paid to her glare she opted to instead kick him as hard as she could manage and then glare at him more.
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Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 9, 2009 22:44:06 GMT -5
Lanara only glared at the man as he got back up, she was about to say something to the effect of "Hows about you go somewhere else, my new found patience is wearing thin". When suddenly she felt his hand sneak up her skirt and begin to fondle her breast. To say that she was furious would be an understatement, she glared at the Zeltron while he fondled her. Words seethed out of her mouth like poison.
Go ahead. Enjoy it. It will be the last thing that hand feels for a long time.
Her body, now under the effect of the pheromones, begged her to reconsider... but her mind refused. Lanara's mind was that of a Force Sensitive, while it was untrained in the Force, it had the potential for a powerful connection. That was more than enough to resist an unwanted emo-projeciton. When she looked over at Sylbia, who was giving her a card, she nodded to the woman before putting it in her pocket, she would find out what it contained the second that she dealt with... him. He decided to put his hand on her breast a second time... this time she indulged her body a little, but just enough to allow the man to think that he had her, but not enough to be lost in it.
Within a second the woman exploded into action, first she grabbed Xander's wrist, the one that was fondling her breast, and the elbow it was attached to. She jerked the wrist to her left and the elbow to her right as she spun around and kicked the lecherous man in the back of the knee. As he fell to his knees she enclosed her arm around his throat and fell backwards, when she hit the ground she wrapped her legs around his... this was called the rear naked choke. The man had maybe 20 seconds before he passed out, and unless he was super man there was little he could do to get away, to add insult to injury the woman yelled in his ear. She used her free hand to issue a punch to his kidney for every word she said... it helped with emphasis.
WHAT. DO. YOU. SAY?
Lanara unclenched her bicep only enough to allow the man to reply.
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Post by kt on Feb 9, 2009 23:24:13 GMT -5
Xander had expected to get attacked, sexual harrassment never went well so when a metal foot came shooting for his groin, Xander only just barely managed to dodge it, only to be smacked in the face by Remiel, who's eyes were strangly a different color.
The lecherous zeltron had a split second after he turned around to see that Lanara had put him in a hold of some sort and rapidly fell and crashed to the ground. Xander was having a hard time breathing, not only because of the severe lack of oxygen, but because he couldn't stop laughing. When Lanara finally loosened her grip, Xander gave her a smile and a cough from getting punched in the kidneys " If you don't mind babe, i'm gonna get up now." With that said, Xander spun around and reversed the lock, flipping lanara on her stomach and tickling her into submission. "Lighten up honey, it's a party, smile." He said as he looked at the clock, wow look how the time flyed.
Xander looked back at Rem, Sylbia, Ocelot, and Lanara " You guys need a place to crash tonight? I gots plenty of room at my place." Xander gave a wink at Lanara as he walked towards the door "If you need directions, anyone here can answer, and you, stay out of my personal affairs and we'll be just peachy." XAnder added as he pointed to Rem. He always did hate when people stuck their noses where they didn't belong. With a few waves and saying goodbye, Xander left the establishment and walked to his Parent's rather large house, mansion if you will, a spring in his step and a cheerful tune coming from his whistling lips. What a night.
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Feb 10, 2009 16:07:23 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Feb 10, 2009 16:07:23 GMT -5
Rem had only just stepped away from the zeltron when he was assaulted by the merc woman.
Must you always go to such extremes woman....
He muttered darkly, but said no more, instead turning to the cyborg woman and the older man behind her. The man had been studying them for quite some time now, and he wondered why. Stepping around the mayhem that was the zeltron and mercenary woman, Remiel stood between the two of them.
I don't believe I've introduced myself to you Miss. I'm Remiel Archibald...Rem for short, if you like.
He said, the introduction was mainly to the cyborg woman, but it stood for the man as well as he glanced over at him briefly with a nod before returning his attention to the cyborg. His eyes shifting colors to an annoyed orange as his leg was bumped into by the two on the floor. Tossing a glare over his shoulder at them, he looked back to the cyborg girl, his eye color fading once more into that deep blue. Grinning at her for a moment, he nodded as he awaited her name in return. Only once he had it did he turn to the man.
I've noticed you've been studying us Sir...may I inquire as to why?
Rem's blue eyes bored into the man as if searching his soul for intentions, though all the while Rem kept his light smile. His mind quietly reached out to the man sitting before him, only taking in the surface information available from the older gent. He liked the look of this guy, he kept serious and was more even keel than many of the others in this group so far.
I assure you, I'm no threat to you...not until you a threat to me first. I suppose we can agree on that, no? In that case you can keep your hands away from what ever it is you're reaching for.
He added, his tone a bit more serious now.
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Feb 10, 2009 18:15:23 GMT -5
Post by Jace on Feb 10, 2009 18:15:23 GMT -5
Ocelot was starting to get just a little tired of the current antics, and was happy when the zeltron dismissed himself. He appreciated the offer for room, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to deal with that ruckus again. Ocelot was actually thankful that the other man had decided to approach him and the other lady.
"Ah I suppose I was being careless if you noticed me observing you all. The name is Ocelot, and this weapon wasn't being readied for you. I am a man of caution...it keeps me alive." He responded as his posture relaxed slightly.
Ocelot lifted his glass, and realized that he had finished his drink. He figured it would be better if he stopped there, since it looked like he was getting down to business. Ocelot figured that he might as well get straight to the point, no point and beating around the bush anymore.
"Well Rem, I need a crew and I don't want any damn amateurs. I had word that if I came to Zeltros, it might be to my benefit. I am glad to see that the information was not wrong. I can tell that yourself, the two ladies, and even that delinquent zeltron are all professionals.
I don't expect any of you to jump on the wagon just because I say I want a crew. Why don't we make our way to Xander's house, and we can discuss in more detail there."
Ocelot would rather not talk about his business in a cantina full with drunk people. Drunk people tend to be quite generous with their speech and staying under the radar kept you alive in this world.
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Zarkan
Octoboobies! omnomnomnomnom
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Feb 10, 2009 18:40:57 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on Feb 10, 2009 18:40:57 GMT -5
Sylbia ran her left hand over her face at lanara and xander grunting slighting at Xanders offer before she turned her attention to the rather more interesting men. "Sylbia, pleased to meet you." she said to rem with a short half curtsy smiling every so slightly behind her respirator. "Yes, caution can keep you alive I suppose, but too much of anything can be bad for you." she said calmly to the eye patch toting man. "Ki, come on out." she said before laughing and speaking to ocelot "I might consider the job, but I would much rather avoid that zeltron whilst I sleep."
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Feb 10, 2009 18:59:33 GMT -5
Post by Grawn on Feb 10, 2009 18:59:33 GMT -5
What a bust. His first mission from his long years of retirement had been less then expected. While he still had plenty of credits in his bank, the credits from that particular mission wouldve set him for LIFE. It was rather dissapointing.
Arc Laud had landed on Zeltros, his ship in need of repair and his stomach begging for food. The red eyed bounty hunter sighed as he watched the technician look over the damage. "What's the cost", he said with displeasure, he didnt like the Baskerville in such a condition. The tech was a Rodian who turned to the bounty hunter, its bug eyes concentrated on the human and its anteena twitching. "It would seem theres several exterior plates missing, blaster scorching and unfortunately your engines are shot" it replied, turning back towards the ship and putting its suction cup fingertipped hands on its waist. "Im thinking this will cost around 50,000 with 10,000 for labor"
The bounty hunter sighed, his irritation clear in his voice. Defeat wasnt something he was friends with but for now he would accept it. "Alright 60,000. How soon?", he asked, his fingers coming to the bridge of his nose. The Rodian laughed, the bounty hunter not liking the odd noise in the least. "This wont be a quick fix up friend, the reason the cost is so high were gonna need to ship the parts in from offplanet. It'll take a few weeks" On the verge of losing his mind, the bounty hunter gave a comm link to the man along with several codes to the ship.
"Do what you must but that ship better be pristine when its complete. Contact me via that link", was all the bounty hunter said as he left the rodian, his red dusters cape fluttering behind him as a slight wind picked up. His wild black hair fell down over his face as he walked towards the nearest cantina, his red eyes looking out irritabely. He needed food and a drink...no, make that several drinks. Arc stopped momentarily to see the name of the cantina White Night Fantasy and sighed as he walked in. Sentinent beings of all races was traversing it but Arc ignored them all and went straight for the bar. Looking at the Ithorian whom he assumed was the bartender he ordered a drink and sat at the nearest empty booth. It was going to be a long night.
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So who's ready to help me sock ol Adolf on the jaw?!
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Feb 10, 2009 19:15:20 GMT -5
Post by Dire Wolf on Feb 10, 2009 19:15:20 GMT -5
Lanara simply couldn't believe it. After years of learning the Jedi martial arts from her father, a Gray Jedi, that solid choke-hold she had on Xander was defeated by one thing. Tickles. She was disgusted with herself. As the woman got up she felt the card in her pants, Lanara's hand instantly dove into her pocket and retrieved the card, after tapping a few buttons a small screen on her card reported a rather familiar sum of money: It was the same amount she had in her now frozen account. She involuntarily sat back down in her chair. A simple thank you did not exactly cut it here.
I-I can't thank you enough.
Was all that managed to stutter out of her mouth, that was the last thing that she expected after what transpired above Coruscant. Lanara shifted her gaze from the datapad to the little Cyborg standing there and realized that she did not even know her name.
I am Lanara, and I don't think I caught your name, even on the ride here...
Lanara looked back at the datapad that now held her credits, she knew exactly what to do with it. She would buy herself a Magnetic Accelerator Rifle, she could afford to do so now that her ship and crew were gone... her crew... Her eyes teared up slightly as the images flashed across her mind. She effectively got them killed, rule one of E&E: Get your sh@t together before calling in air extraction.
She did not like the idea of going to that man's house... she would most certainly not sleep there, even a park bench was a better alternative then sleeping in that lecherous man's house.
I will go there with you, but I am not sleeping there, and he had better pray that he is making some chow. I will be right back
Her stomach groaned with the idea of getting some food. How long has it been? 1 or 2 days? Well, it has been at least that long, she never really got the chance to grab some food while she was on the prison contract. She walked out of the bar and headed towards the little locker that held her equipment. Lanara headed back and caught them just as they were leaving.
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Feb 11, 2009 0:05:00 GMT -5
Post by kt on Feb 11, 2009 0:05:00 GMT -5
Xander skipped all the way to his house, going through the front door, Xander inhaled deeply and let out a satisfied exhale, god it was good to be home again. "Hey mom, dad! Where are you?!" He shouted, moments later, Xander's parents soon came running down the stairs, both with very shocked and excited faces. "Xander? Oh my stars look at how handsome you've gotten!" His mother gushed as she gave her son a very big hug and placed many kisses on his face. " Well well well i barely recognize you son! How've ya been?! Got a girlfriend yet?" His dad put him in a headlock and gave him a nuggy.
"No dad, not yet, you know i don't like getting tied down like that." Xander laughed as he hugged his father. Markus, Xander's father, used to be a very well known musician and famed hologrammer, Xander's mother Zephyr, was and still is a very sought after actress and super model. Xander had gotten his hologramming abilities and smooth talking from his father, while he got his very attractive face and body along with his perverted behavior from his mother. "Hey you two, i'm having some friends over so i'd love if you two could throw some food together for them and have....4 or 5 beds ready for them." He then walked into the main entry room of the mansion and looked around "this place hasn't changed one bit." Xander shouted back to his parents, while a group of 20 very gorgeous maids came rushing at Xander from all angles, gushing over how handsome he had gotten, the group consisted entirely of zeltron, twi lek, human, and kiffar women.
"Ladies ladies, it's been a long time hasn't it, what, a year or two now? Yes so who's gonna be "joining" me tonight?" Xander gave a sly smirk as the entire group became a bunch of giddy school girls. What made the maids better was the fact that they were in what were essentially two piece bikinis, open toed high heeled shoes, and aprons. "Sara, Vicky, Sophie, can you three make sure that the food gets done please? Sasha, go get the male employees and tell them to look sharp for the females of my group? Brittany, Lizzy, get the pool and hot tub ready, and the rest of you, make sure the house is sparkling please and later, we can have some "fun." Xander dealt out some polite orders to the attractive maids, all of whom were giggling and giving the young zeltron man flirtatious winks and stares as they got to work.
Xander then turned back to his parents " Mom, do try and keep it in your pants when my friends arrive, i don't want you whoring yourself out to them, although there IS an older gentleman that will be here that i know fits your whole gruff and tough obsession." Xander then turned his attention to his dad "No hitting on the women, they're much more....eh...tougher, than what i normally bring home, i only tell you this because i don't want you to die a premature death." He patted his folks on the shoulders as he went and got changed into black silk pants and a matching black silk shirt, leaving most of the buttons undone to show his toned chest and abs.
It took a very short amount of time for the food to get done as well as everything else, the maids and butlers all making a line at the front of the entrance, waiting for the honored guests, Xander and his folks waiting at the end of the tunnel of gorgeous people.
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