Vaudin Miir
Planetary President of Iktotch
[member="Khaleel Malvern"]
The iktotchi sat calmly on his bar stool with a bottle of single malt whiskey and a basket of spicy nuna wings in front of him as he winked at a lovely bar maid. His steel Grey eyes just as sharp as ever looked the girl up and down as she walked away.
"the force may be something but the force she gives off is another story entirely." he said sipping from a Tom Collins glass.
His large hands grabbed a wing and brought it to his reddish lips to take a big happy bite. He had been out past wild space too long. It was good to be back.
The iktotchi sat calmly on his bar stool with a bottle of single malt whiskey and a basket of spicy nuna wings in front of him as he winked at a lovely bar maid. His steel Grey eyes just as sharp as ever looked the girl up and down as she walked away.
"the force may be something but the force she gives off is another story entirely." he said sipping from a Tom Collins glass.
His large hands grabbed a wing and brought it to his reddish lips to take a big happy bite. He had been out past wild space too long. It was good to be back.