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Clubs, Spice, Scum, Slave Girl Outfit Dancers, and Villiany
Location: Nar Shadda Underworld
In a Catina of the lower levels of Nar Shadda, a Bar known as The Dancing Zeltron, a woman in black leather, firery red skin, adorned with curling ram horns on her head ad curly jet black hair approached the entrance. There was a pink neon sign of dancing girl sitting and kicking her leg above the door. Two Bouncers stood on each side of the door, as Davina approached they crossed their arms, one piped,
“Here to dance tonight?”
The Deveronian Gal shook her head, a blaster repeater dangling at her side, to which the Zabrak Guard stepped to inspect.
“You arn’t here on a vendetta are you Davina?”
The Red Faced Devil shook her head,
“Boys.. I am here on recreation and maybe a little light bounty hunting..”
The Zabrak smirked,
“Do a dance for us and we’ll let you pass.”
Davina sighed, all these low life guys were alike. They wanted her to spin and play the exotic part. Not wanting to waste anymore time she obliged and did a number, where she swayed her beautiful black hair, and swung her hips, going low in her leather black pants to rise back up as she turned to look over her shoulder, her black hair falling over it. This illicited claps and she was admitted in.
The Dancing Zeltron was a deep den full of red ligjt and a linger cloud of Spice smoke as as figures of all races reclined on burgundy couches and in booth. Dancers in Slave Barge metal bikinis moved to heartbeat drum of music, their shadows cast on the walls as great nimble giants with slender arms and legs.
Davina took a seat in a booth with a red candle, she scanned the room for any sign of the bounty she was looking for. They frequented this bar, and it helped that everyone knew Davina as a dancer there, which would throw of suspicion that she was there ro collect a bounty rather than shake her booty.
Nax Carlon, the Proprietor of the place came by and smiled with his perfect teeth, smooth chin and blond hair with a streak of pink.
“My Darling Davina! I thought tonight you were off?”
Nax kissed her on both cheeks.
The Deveronian Gal smiled,
“What can I say? You have quite the place Nax.”
He gave a half chuckle,
“Try not to make a mess sweet thing, your second job worries me.. you are too pretty to be.. well.. you know.”
Davina appreciated Nax’a comcern, he and his husband Char had been good to her, even allowing her to do ballet numbers from time to time to change up the flow and please the more discriminating clients.
“If you need anything my sweet devil girl, just call and I will sick Thulebalt and Rodark on em!”
Those were Nax’s Tu’kata Hounds he had purchased from Korriban. They were black with red eyes and gold yeeth, they liked no one saved her, Nax, and his husband.
She smiled and tilted her horned head to which Nax gave wryly smile and went to another table. Davina no sooner was raising her finger to call the server when the drink of her choice was laid before her, Rodian Splice, a toxic beverage if not put together right and with a hell of a kick. It helped that being Devaronian she had a second liver.
Clubs, Spice, Scum, Slave Girl Outfit Dancers, and Villiany
Location: Nar Shadda Underworld
In a Catina of the lower levels of Nar Shadda, a Bar known as The Dancing Zeltron, a woman in black leather, firery red skin, adorned with curling ram horns on her head ad curly jet black hair approached the entrance. There was a pink neon sign of dancing girl sitting and kicking her leg above the door. Two Bouncers stood on each side of the door, as Davina approached they crossed their arms, one piped,
“Here to dance tonight?”
The Deveronian Gal shook her head, a blaster repeater dangling at her side, to which the Zabrak Guard stepped to inspect.
“You arn’t here on a vendetta are you Davina?”
The Red Faced Devil shook her head,
“Boys.. I am here on recreation and maybe a little light bounty hunting..”
The Zabrak smirked,
“Do a dance for us and we’ll let you pass.”
Davina sighed, all these low life guys were alike. They wanted her to spin and play the exotic part. Not wanting to waste anymore time she obliged and did a number, where she swayed her beautiful black hair, and swung her hips, going low in her leather black pants to rise back up as she turned to look over her shoulder, her black hair falling over it. This illicited claps and she was admitted in.
The Dancing Zeltron was a deep den full of red ligjt and a linger cloud of Spice smoke as as figures of all races reclined on burgundy couches and in booth. Dancers in Slave Barge metal bikinis moved to heartbeat drum of music, their shadows cast on the walls as great nimble giants with slender arms and legs.
Davina took a seat in a booth with a red candle, she scanned the room for any sign of the bounty she was looking for. They frequented this bar, and it helped that everyone knew Davina as a dancer there, which would throw of suspicion that she was there ro collect a bounty rather than shake her booty.
Nax Carlon, the Proprietor of the place came by and smiled with his perfect teeth, smooth chin and blond hair with a streak of pink.
“My Darling Davina! I thought tonight you were off?”
Nax kissed her on both cheeks.
The Deveronian Gal smiled,
“What can I say? You have quite the place Nax.”
He gave a half chuckle,
“Try not to make a mess sweet thing, your second job worries me.. you are too pretty to be.. well.. you know.”
Davina appreciated Nax’a comcern, he and his husband Char had been good to her, even allowing her to do ballet numbers from time to time to change up the flow and please the more discriminating clients.
“If you need anything my sweet devil girl, just call and I will sick Thulebalt and Rodark on em!”
Those were Nax’s Tu’kata Hounds he had purchased from Korriban. They were black with red eyes and gold yeeth, they liked no one saved her, Nax, and his husband.
She smiled and tilted her horned head to which Nax gave wryly smile and went to another table. Davina no sooner was raising her finger to call the server when the drink of her choice was laid before her, Rodian Splice, a toxic beverage if not put together right and with a hell of a kick. It helped that being Devaronian she had a second liver.
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