Corlione
Character
Drunkard's Palace - Coruscant
What? This is not cliche!
No matter. Everyone seemed to need a drink once in a while. This time, it was Corlione's turn. Sitting at a bar stool in a rather rich looking canteen, the young cat woman dulled at every passing moment. Work. Tiredness. Rearranging. As much as a toll as it was beginning to come, she pulled through. Perhaps someone would be interested in work around a hotel business. As silly as it was, she might even find a good someone here in the Drunkard's Palace.
"Another drink?" Corlione called out, and after she did the robotic bar maid refilled her red glowing drink. She quietly poked at the floating chunks of black ice, designed to look like a crumbling volcano. It did a good job at what it did. She took another sip, and with it came another buzz before she tilted her head down and sighed.
What? This is not cliche!
No matter. Everyone seemed to need a drink once in a while. This time, it was Corlione's turn. Sitting at a bar stool in a rather rich looking canteen, the young cat woman dulled at every passing moment. Work. Tiredness. Rearranging. As much as a toll as it was beginning to come, she pulled through. Perhaps someone would be interested in work around a hotel business. As silly as it was, she might even find a good someone here in the Drunkard's Palace.
"Another drink?" Corlione called out, and after she did the robotic bar maid refilled her red glowing drink. She quietly poked at the floating chunks of black ice, designed to look like a crumbling volcano. It did a good job at what it did. She took another sip, and with it came another buzz before she tilted her head down and sighed.