A feast of Heroes, Villians, and everything between

[Alli Wren]

"I am working with the Galactic Trade Guild, to develop our new fleet and armies. and I might have an invention or two in the works " She smiled it seemed scantuary was interested in her as well . She smiled at her, It wasn't everyday you got to flirt with someone who seemed to carry them selves so.
Alli had to say she liked the attention. " Any special projects your working on? "

@[member="Spencer Jacobs"]

 

[Mereel Vaun]

(My guy gets bored easily...except when lighting bartenders on fire. ..Kaut dinner party thread xD)

 

[Thessa Kai]

[SIZE=medium]@[member="Mikhail Shorn"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]“This place ain’t cheap, huh?” Punk-bleep kid. Surrendering ten credits plus a little extra, she pushed it across the bar at the tender. “Keep the change,” her face deadpanned as she grabbed what was left from the bottle. Still, she refrained from drinking, fingers playing along the bottle neck as she sighed and looked around at all the strangers.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Fingertips idly tapped the counter of the bar as she turned her attention back to Mikhail. “So, what can you tell me about your employer?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Obviously, she assumed he was the real bartender.[/SIZE]

 

[Lord Ghoul]

And obviously, Mikhail was a Sith. So he knew all about Darth Voracitos. Or Fatty the Human Hutt, as Mikhail liked to call him.

"You get what you see. They don't call him the Lord of Gluttony just because he looks gross. He could eat a Hutt under a table. And then eat the Hutt too. Why do you care?"

Shorn swayed lightly. Feeling a buzz. He felt... unhinged. Damn, it felt good.

 

[Thessa Kai]

@[member="Mikhail Shorn"]

[SIZE=10pt]“Call me curious,” smirking, she set the bottle back on the bar. “Here, looks like you need this more than me.” She could feel the locator beacon buzzing quietly at her side and she knew it was time to move. The data file would be unguarded in the room upstairs and she wouldn’t get another opportunity like this.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Burying her hands deep within the pockets of her jacket, she nodded a farewell to the mysterious bartender. “Good luck at staying off Gluttony’s menu.”[/SIZE]