- Paradiso Club Owner - Assassin -
-OPULENCE vessel-
"Yes, I would like to speak with Motis about refueling costs and purchasing some supplies for a vessel I am working aboard, the Luxury5000 yacht, Opulence. Can you patch me through to him?" Arisa asked as she stood waiting for Motis's receptionist to transfer the comm to him from within the central chamber aboard Opulence. The vessel had been busily traveling from Makeb to Abregado-rae and now to Tatooine. The business trips were racking up the fuel and supply bills. Arisa was in charge of maintaining the finances in the wake of the Abregado-rae debacle that had thankfully been taken care of. The restoration of operations for the factory meant that Arisa could breath easier when it came to expenditures. This stop in Mos Eisley marked the second half of their asset management trip.
-Nighttime Mos Eisley-
The normally busy capital city of Mos Eisley was quieter that evening. An eerie calm engulfed the area. The only lights were the occasional interior building light, exterior marquee and Tatooine's three moons. The sands were still warm from the blistering hot daytime conditions of the planet.
Arya was taking a moonlit stroll of Mos Eisley. More importantly, the area near the Paradisio Club bordello. She was in the market for a secondary space to serve as an armory and training facility for her girls to utilize. The evenings on Tatooine could be a bit chilly at times. This evening was no exception. Arya walked while contemplating spaces in a light weight, tan colored sabercat fur-lined duster, a grey sarong covering and black heavy duty soled thigh high wrap around sandals.
She had also taken a bounty that happened to be in the Mos Eisley area. Her eyes were peeled for contacts in the area that might have information on her mark's whereabouts. A black-green skinned trandoshan smuggler named Relon Fyr. He was wanted by her Zann associates, The Tatooine Hutts, for shortchanging them out of a percentage of their profits on a smuggling deal they had ordered him to do. She had been told about the job from her assistant and told that because of her connection to them from their boss, Nixara. Never before now would Arya take any risks by doing anything associated with the Hutts, but with her new working relationship with them, Arya was feeling more inclined to do so.
At the Paradisio Club bordello, Arya's performance girls were warming up for the second to last peep show of the evening. The other regular girls and guys were servicing their clients with the curtains pulled together in the event of private dance or party booths. Scantily clad various racially and gender identified barmaids were also busily working on their drink orders and relaying orders to the Ithorian bartender. Bouncers stood at the sides of private booths, the edges of the stage entrances, the main establishment entrance and near the bar. All were vigilantly watching patrons and staff for any signs of trouble. The club was packed that evening with patrons either behind the curtained off booths, in the main seating area for the show or at the sandstone bar consuming beverages while awaiting the show.
[member="Kalo Narcin"]
[member="Atretes Rhoujen"]
"Yes, I would like to speak with Motis about refueling costs and purchasing some supplies for a vessel I am working aboard, the Luxury5000 yacht, Opulence. Can you patch me through to him?" Arisa asked as she stood waiting for Motis's receptionist to transfer the comm to him from within the central chamber aboard Opulence. The vessel had been busily traveling from Makeb to Abregado-rae and now to Tatooine. The business trips were racking up the fuel and supply bills. Arisa was in charge of maintaining the finances in the wake of the Abregado-rae debacle that had thankfully been taken care of. The restoration of operations for the factory meant that Arisa could breath easier when it came to expenditures. This stop in Mos Eisley marked the second half of their asset management trip.
-Nighttime Mos Eisley-
The normally busy capital city of Mos Eisley was quieter that evening. An eerie calm engulfed the area. The only lights were the occasional interior building light, exterior marquee and Tatooine's three moons. The sands were still warm from the blistering hot daytime conditions of the planet.
Arya was taking a moonlit stroll of Mos Eisley. More importantly, the area near the Paradisio Club bordello. She was in the market for a secondary space to serve as an armory and training facility for her girls to utilize. The evenings on Tatooine could be a bit chilly at times. This evening was no exception. Arya walked while contemplating spaces in a light weight, tan colored sabercat fur-lined duster, a grey sarong covering and black heavy duty soled thigh high wrap around sandals.
She had also taken a bounty that happened to be in the Mos Eisley area. Her eyes were peeled for contacts in the area that might have information on her mark's whereabouts. A black-green skinned trandoshan smuggler named Relon Fyr. He was wanted by her Zann associates, The Tatooine Hutts, for shortchanging them out of a percentage of their profits on a smuggling deal they had ordered him to do. She had been told about the job from her assistant and told that because of her connection to them from their boss, Nixara. Never before now would Arya take any risks by doing anything associated with the Hutts, but with her new working relationship with them, Arya was feeling more inclined to do so.
At the Paradisio Club bordello, Arya's performance girls were warming up for the second to last peep show of the evening. The other regular girls and guys were servicing their clients with the curtains pulled together in the event of private dance or party booths. Scantily clad various racially and gender identified barmaids were also busily working on their drink orders and relaying orders to the Ithorian bartender. Bouncers stood at the sides of private booths, the edges of the stage entrances, the main establishment entrance and near the bar. All were vigilantly watching patrons and staff for any signs of trouble. The club was packed that evening with patrons either behind the curtained off booths, in the main seating area for the show or at the sandstone bar consuming beverages while awaiting the show.
[member="Kalo Narcin"]
[member="Atretes Rhoujen"]