Public 1st Zinder Blind Date Extravaganza!

[Tempo]

TAGS: Jalen Kai'el ​

Tempo tilted their head, a soft expression forming as they took in the sight of those eyes and the scars. "Oh... I see," they murmured, a note of understanding in their voice. With a graceful motion, Tempo began to hike up their dress, revealing the intricate lacing of their high-heeled, platform stiletto shoes adorned with long ribbons. "It's fine, darling. I don't mind if you can't see my outfit. But perhaps later, you'd like to feel it," he suggested, a playful tone lacing his words as he slipped off the shoes from his manicured feet.

Then, with a flourish that whimsical and a tad rebellious, Tempo flung the shoes across the room. They arced through the air, landing with unerring accuracy in the large, open-mouthed waste bin—a clear shot with both shoes. It was a small act of defiance. " Won't be needing those then~"


"But let's start off with something fun, shall we?" Tempo proposed, the excitement in his voice unmistakable. "I came here to have a good time with someone who knows how to treat me right. Think you can do that cutie~?" Tempo asked with a playful tone. " Perhaps you'd be interested in trying something a bit more tactilely stimulating, like a dance?"

 

[Kase Vass]

Location: Moethus luxury cruiser
Objectives: Nightclub
Tag: Anja Rydder

Kase blinked as...something came over him, that made him feel at ease.

'Huh. Maybe it's love in the air?'

"Hey, I'm Anja, yeah, drink sounds good, little chat then maybe aome dancing?" she raised an eyebrow to indicate the correct answer was yes. But he had made the right call, a drink to break the ice first and a chat in a place where the loud music didn't make conversation impossible.

Chuckling and nodding in agreement, he steered Anja to a table and ordered a whiskey all the rage in Vardos, neat, and scooted next to the Anja- close enough to hear her, but not uncomfortably close.

"So I gotta ask, that profile of yours, all real? I was reading it and I've gotta say, it crossed my mind that either you were chromed up or some shadowrunner having a laugh." she smiled with her playful, but still fairly genuine question.

"Confession: I am wearing lifts in my shoes, I'm not six feet tall", he quipped. "No, it's all pretty out there in the open. I will admit I don't get to read and volunteer as much as I used- there's been a lot of staff get transferred out of the hospital, for some reason, but nobody knows really knows the hows or why's. But, it's left us a bit stretched thin."

"I have a question for you- reading your profile, it sounds like your open to something serious- which is probably a big reason why we matched. What are some things I should know about Anja, in terms of negotiables/non-negotiables for you in courtship, how you receive affection, how you give affection?"

He took a sip of the whisky, savoring it. They had matched and they had chatted a bit via direct message, but it wasn't anything deep. But Kase had learned in the bit of dating he'd been able to accomplish after he moved to Bastion to ask the important questions now, before it bit him in the ass later.

 

[Jalen Kai'el]

Casino
Tags: Tempo

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Jalen very quickly became redder than he waqs already. Things were escalating realy fast, like way faster than he could even keep up with. Wasn't this supposed to be a kind of thing where you took your time and got to know the other person? They hadn't even asked anything basic about where he came from or what he did for a living, or anything else for that matter. Tempo tossing away his shoes certainly didn't help.

"Hey, uh, this feels kinda fast..." Jalen muttered, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. "Y'know, we literally just met, and I don't really know you yet. I-I feel like theres a bridge we need to cross before... uh, the other stuff."

He was tomato red by this point, stretching all the way out to his ears.

"I-I'll treat you as right as I can, I guess," he continued, "But, y'know, I kinda wanna know you first."

Maybe he was just overthinking it, but he couldn't get past that concern. Dates weren't exactly a familiar thing for him given his record of success, or more accurately his lack of.

 

[Tempo]

TAGS: Jalen Kai'el ​

With a tilt of his head, Tempo listened to Jalen with rapt attention, his interest clearly piqued by the conversation. He tilted his head curiously yet again, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he mulled over Jalen's words. "I suppose you're right," he practically purred.

"You want to know more~?" Tempo repeated Jalen's words, his tone playful, with a slight uptilt that suggested he was thoroughly enjoying this conversation. "What exactly do you wish to know, sweetheart?" he asked, leaning in closer to gain a better view of Jalen. This movement allowed Tempo to fully appreciate the varying shades of blush adorning Jalen's cheeks, a sight that captivated him entirely.

His ears flicked and perked up as his rosette eyes settled squarely on Jalen, giving him Tempo's undivided attention. Jalen was the sole focus of Tempo's interest at that moment.

He wanted to find some form of connection through words first it would seem.

 

[Kalic Daws]

Tag: Tibera Jessen

Kalic enjoyed the music as he sat waiting, nodding his head along before hearing a voice. He was a bit surprised looking, but he would smile as he saw Tibera. He chuckled at the Bandana point, nodding and soon speaking up. "Yeah. Seem to be the only Miraluka here too." He was then surprised by the offer of paying for his drink as well, smiling a bit before ordering a Corellian Ale for himself, and thanking Tibera before speaking up again.

"So, you liking the music?" He asked, trying to break the ice.

 

[Aurelia Xonavi]

There had only been only about 3 instances where she been in space. This was one of them. The trip was a benefit offered by the place she worked, the Qenoira Tower, along with a neat pay raise and bonus after 3 years on the job. While she had contemplated bringing Euphera along, she decided to leave her under the care of the nurse-nanny biot, MIU83. Qena prime was where the medical facilities were at, not on a luxury cruiser - with the child's health being ever so unpredictable, it was too risky. Besides, she needed a well deserved break if only for a few days.

A few days before boarding the cruise, Aurelia had heard about the extravaganza. Things in the romantic department for her wasn't very eventful given how busy her schedule was and the fact she was a mother. However, it wouldn't hurt to try it out and it would certainly be nice to have some company on the cruise. The details she filled in on her data pad was rather generic to say the least. Also, left out one very important detail about herself. Very soon, she was matched, unexpectedly, with a Jedi. After exchanging a few words via text, the date was set at the cruiser's bar.

In her suite, she took care in preparing herself for the date, with a purple dress that complimented the emerald of her hair, a pair of kitten heels, bronze jewelry and light make-up. Was it too much? Well it didn't matter - there wasn't many occassions she could dress this classy, at least ever seen she had left Xona, she would make the most out of it now.

Arriving at the restaurant, she'd looked around, quickly finding one who looked like the picture profiled seated at one of the tables. "Might you be Silas?" She asked, just to be sure, how embarrasing if it would be if she sat at the wrong table. There were already drinks on the table, whisky for him and a glass of wine at the side which she sat across him. While it was a nice gesture and sure he was a jedi, but she'd seen too many wrongs serving at a bar, and one couldn't be too careful. "Really appreciate the gesture, but I don't quite fancy red. " While she spoke the white lie nonchalantly, there was an undertone of caution. It was a statement that would potentially make her sound snobbish but she would rather be safer than sorry.

Silas Westgard ​

 

[Nej Tane]

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"Why, what's-a-matter, Jedi? You thinkin' about doing it again?" He said with a chuckle, pivoting on his heel to look over the people at the party. A bunch of happy fools.

He should be happy, damn it.

"No, I'm not following you. I'm here without a date, but still thought I'd come." He clicked his teeth, fixing his strawberry-blonde hair, sighing as he looked over the crowd. He leaned over a railing, before eyeing Valery. Just like he did before. Up. And. Down.

"Looking good, Sword. What are you doing here, really? Don't gimme that crap you gave the Gungan over there. An angry message woulda got your point across, why come here?"

He smirked.

"Maybe the force is telling you something about me, eh?"

Valery Noble

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[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen's ear flicked as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching him with a purpose. Turning to face the oncoming contact, he offered Fomys a bright fanged smile as she introduced herself. Inwardly, he was quelling a mild panic by reminding himself that both of his previous romantic partners had been quite likely to try killing him upon their first meeting. Perhaps that's what made this so odd to him. The complete and utter lack of mortal peril. The rationalization of what was going on in his head helped. But it was the glass burning amber, pressed into his hand by the bartender, that drowned the last of his nerves, allowing him to respond to her greeting with a steady voice. "Vulpesen. And likewise, miss Fomys." His eyes roamed over her outfit as she excused herself for the lack of formality, his smile refusing to falter as he shook his head. "No worries. Honestly, I miss the days when I could wear a beat up jacket and not worry about having my Senator shout at me for 'Not showing the proper decorum accorded to my rank.'" His voice altered a bit as he quoted another, his slight drawl becoming more pronounced, yet also holding an air of exaggerated superiority.

He set his glass down, taking a moment to will his tail into stillness as the black brush had been swishing steadily from the moment his apparent date had introduced herself. "Please, forgive me if I'm a bit on edge. As my friend likes to say, I spend far too much time on the battlefield and far too little in the ballroom." At the very least, her easy going nature thus far had helped to put him at ease with the unfamiliarity of his situation. Perhaps he wouldn't be tossing his kids out of windows afterall.

Fomys Marnarro

 

[Varis Harken 'TK-9437']

------Activity One------

"A pleasure, Sere," Varis spoke with an amused smirk as he observed her dancing around him. Pausing for a moment, he decided to reveal a small glimpse into his day-to-day life. "I'm more in the military, so I have to keep in good shape. You never know when the call is going to come in."

Though not renowned for his dance skills, Varis engaged in a basic dance familiar to the galaxy, shuffling on the spot. "Maybe I should consider modelling if my appearance elicits such a reaction," he added with a small laugh, refocusing his attention on the woman.

"How about yourself?" he inquired, turning the conversation toward Serenity.

Serenity Qi

 

[Lily Decoria]

Outfit: Dress
Equipment: None
Location: Moethus Luxury Cruiser, Stargazing Dome
Tags: Ko Vuto

Using the Zinder app, Lily had seen a decent number of potential matches and was curious in how it worked. It seemed to be a dating app that was matching couples to hook up, find love and then there was a luxury cruise event as well. Lily had been told by many friends it was useless in terms of finding actual guys to date since many were seeking hookups or creepy. She had been able to keep a discerned eye, removing weirdos or anyone she didn’t think would be a good match her

However, she spotted a familiar face. Ko. She smirked when she saw that he was on the app. There had been some other Jedi that she was a little familiar with but Ko had been a sparring buddy. Someone that she saw as a good friend and someone she was more than happy to spend more time with. Whether the date would lead to anything further, Lily wasn’t really too sure about it but she knew their friendship would be solid.

They had decided to check out the stargazing dome, which promised beautiful sights of the Outer Rim. It was definitely the quietest of the events which was something that Lily appreciated. While she enjoyed clubs, they tended to be very loud and it would be hard to talk when the music was so deafening. Instead, they could just watch the stars, planets and nebulae with a relaxing atmosphere. Something that drew Lily in more.

Walking over to Ko, she gave a small smile and waved to the fellow Jedi Padawan. “Hey! Been awhile! Surprised to see you were using Zinder!”

 

[Aerona Ceinder]

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Activity: 2
Outfit: Dress
Date: Korr Du Lac


"Terrible sense of direction? Well, you should be careful, all kinds of trouble happen when you get lost." Aerona smirked with a slight giggle. "Though there can be all kinds of adventure that happens when lost too I guess."

Looking at the pazaak tables, the sabacc plays that were going on as well as plenty of other types of gambling that was going on, "I am not too sure. I am not really a gambling type, though I have been told by plenty of guys that I am very good luck..."

"Though I think they were just trying to keep a pretty girl close by." Aerona giggled again, acknowledging her beauty in a joking, playful manner. She then noticed a quieter pazaak table. "How about over there? That table of pazaak is quieter so we should be able to chat and play."

Letting Korr take the lead to the table.

 

[Tibera Jessen]

"No problem, I like to treat the guys I date. Actually you're the first guy in a while to not go straight for the top shelf booze." She joked with the Miraluka as he thanked her. So far he seemed like he was a good sort. Maybe a little bit quiet, but surely he'd have plenty to say sooner or later. His question about the music got a smile and a giggle from her.

"It's alright, very synthetic but I can dance to it. I'm more into hard rock sounds myself. If you really want to get things going you need a good guitar and bass, drums are great too." Tibera sipped her wine and looked out at the night club. Seemed most people here were a lot more chill than she was used to. Most were calmly dancing and gyrating to the beat of the house music. No one was drinking rotgut swill and threatening to shoot up the place. It felt weird but maybe the Merc just needed to go to nicer parties every once in a while.

"Sorry to gush, I like music a lot. It's one of the few things I think I couldn't live without. Nothing like relaxing after a long patrol with some tunes ya know?" One thing that was hard for her was separating herself from her place as a warrior. If this guy wasn't military then he probably wouldn't get it, but that wasn't necessarily a problem. The real problem would be when she inevitably was ripped from him and sent to some battlefield to fight for someone else's cause. Better not to think of that now.

Tag: Kalic Daws

 

[Valery Noble]

Luxury Cruiser

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Tag: Nej Tane

"I'm thinking about tossing you over the railing," Valery grumbled with some agitation, though it wasn't really directed at him. The fake profile had been a joke, but she had gotten plenty of reactions from people who thought it was real for some reason. That Gungan was one example, but she barely knew him, so it hardly mattered.

But what if people she knew didn't realize it was fake?

She shuddered at the thought.

Valery turned back to focus on Nej, just in time to see him eyeing her up and down. She was wearing her usual Jedi attire, so nothing too alluring, but it didn't stop his gaze from wandering. "The Force isn't telling me anything," Valery said, already sounding somewhat less frustrated. "But I did get here to find him and settle things." She paused, gave it some more thought, and let out a soft sigh.

Maybe she should have just sent a message.

Looking back at Nej and its handsome grin, Valery's gaze softened before she asked, "Any luck here tonight? I'm surprised you didn't get a match." A genuine statement. For all of his faults and his rather blatant looking, he could be charming and that stunt he pulled... well, it had been something.

 

[Kalic Daws]

Tag: Tibera Jessen​

Kalic smiled, laughng a bit at the note he was the first guy in a while to not pick something top shelf, given that Tibera was picking up the tab. He'd take a sip of his ale before answering to the joke. "Well when you're born and raised a spacer you tend to get more of a taste for the normal stuff." He half joked as he listened to the music.

Tibera would soon answer about if she was enjoying the music, surprised that he actually got a laugh out of her. She'd soon answer, noting the tone of the beat being synth, and that she preferred hard rock with drum, guitar, and bass. He smiled in interest before she apologized, explaining her love for music, and how it helped her relax after patrols. He looked at her, nodding a bit.

"Yeah, I can understand that. Listen a lot myself when I'm flying, whether patrols or getting from A to B, though a bit more of one for the various Spacer tunes personally."

 

[Serenity Qi]

Option #1



“A military man huh?” She said, arms resting on his shoulders. Emerald green pupils gazed from heavy-lidded eyes, “I like a man out of uniform…” She offered a clearly flirtatious bite of her bottom lip.

The dancing was now less around him, and more trying to encourage him to loosen up a little. Serenity seemed not to care too much about what he wanted to do.

”Me? I’m a big nobody…never been worth nothin’, never expected any more than nothin’.”

Varis Harken 'TK-9437'

 

[Sula Skirata]

With: Orson Thorm​

It would have been nice to say that Sula had made an effort. In her own way she had. She'd left the armour on her ship for one, her jeans and simple black blouse were clean and she had at least brushed her hair and redone the long braid that rested over her shoulder. She was playing with it unconsciously as she stepped into the casino, blinking in the wash of noise and colour.

An usher stepped into her line of sight. "Greetings and welcome-"

Sula stepped around him and moved through the crowd looking for her date, leaving the usher stuttering behind her. Oblivious to her rudeness, she tracked Orson down, she gave him an up down glance. he was a head taller than here and his physique suggested her was a fighter, or in the very least athletic, which meant he could become a fighter.

If only looks were enough to mark someone a suitable mate.

She realised she'd been standing still and analysing him for for too long to be socially acceptable.

"Hi, Sorry." she wasn't, but that was the appropriate thing to say. She extended a hand to shake "I'm Sula."

 

[Orson Thorm]

Orson wasn’t particularly tall, but Sula was still shorter than him, pretty too. Some might’ve written her off for that, but with one look Orson could tell otherwise. It was the eyes that gave it away every single time, at least in his experience. She was a killer, which made two of them, maybe the night would be interesting after all.

“For what? It’s a big ship.” He responded casually, extending his hand to meet hers in the middle, giving it a firm, but respectful shake. Too many times he’d dealt with the sorts who tried to nearly crush his hand making an impression, and as annoying as it had been then, he could only imagine how poorly it would kick off what was supposedly a date.

“Orson.” He gave the smallest of smiles as he introduced himself in kind, it was a bit too professional but not glaringly unnatural. He wasn’t sure what to do from that point, entanglements in the barracks were rather straightforward, one-night-stands after stumbling home from bars only slightly more complicated, in truth Orson couldn’t remember the last time he’d been on a real date. It would’ve had to have been before he enlisted, which made it too far back for him to bother recalling.

“So,” He began, eyes sweeping the crowded deck before coming back to her. He liked the outfit, it was practical, sensible, and most importantly didn’t suggest that she was insufferably rich. He’d had enough dealings with that type as of late, with his current employer also somewhere around the vessel. He prayed he didn’t bump into him. “Wanna go blow these chips they gave us? Not our money right?”

 

[Nej Tane]

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Nej smirked when Valery responded. He smirked a little bit at the memory of his little stunt after the uprising.

“I mean. It was a pretty good one, wasn’t it?” He said, looking over at the people mingling. He turned his head halfway towards her, taking a deep breath.

“I wish, you know? Scoundrels like me don’t get happy endings usually. I had one.” He thought for a second.

“Had.” He seemed bitter, not just sad for a moment.

“But you, Master Jedi, aren’t the kind of person to be here. Especially with me- or people like me.” But then something hit him.

“Maybe you like it.”

Valery Noble

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[Yarost]

ACTIVITY 3

Tik tik hurried through the area as he checked his small data pad. He had a date! He'd never had one of those before. He wasn't actually sure what one was for the types of species around here. They were mostly tall, over dressed humanoids, a couple under-dressed. And a few he wasn't really sure if they had clothes on at all. Whish wasn't really that odd when he thought about it. But...

HE HAD A MATCH ON ZINDER!

The team in Revenant squadron would have their minds blown by that. He followed the directions to an upper observation area and ran to a quiet railing to wait for his date. The railing was too tall and he didn't want to get in trouble for climbing up to sit on it so he stepped back a few meters and looked up at the sky. His simple but cleaned and pressed grey robes with the blue trimming were the besst he had and really quite expensive for a simple fighter pilot. He was going to wear his uniform but he didn't like the gloves. What if they wanted to hold hands? That was something he would want to remember.

Tik tik let out an involuntary squeek of excitement. Then looked around to make sure no one had heard. Finally out of flight academy. His own ship. Now, a date. Life was good.


Leddie Gred

 

[Tibera Jessen]

Tag: Kalic Daws

"So you're a Spacer? Born amongst the stars and lovin' it that way eh? I respect the lifestyle. Must be nice having the freedom to just go wherever you want whenever you want. Got a bit of a thing for you pilot types. Something hot about a man who knows how to fly." Tibera gave a little grin and a wink, before pondering to herself where else the night could go. Hopefully his starfighter had room enough for two. That would make for a much more interesting date than just sitting around sipping on drinks. Getting to see space from the seat of a starfighter was some great fun from what she had heard.

After a few minutes of sitting there mixing pleasantries, TIbera realized that she was talking a lot about herself, and not really learning enough about the man beside her. This would have to be fixed! She didn't want to seem like the self centered type. "So who do you fly for? You talked about doing patrols so I have to assume you're military or private security."

Intent on listening to the space cadet, Tibera leaned in close to the man. It was kind of necessary to get close to one another, given how loud the music was. It did make her a bit self-conscious to get close to someone like this. The last thing she wanted was to knock the poor guy over with her broad physique. Though as the date progressed Tibera felt less and less critical of herself, growing more comfortable with being around Kalic.