Eris Desnae
Skitzofrantic!
Lights flashed, the bass pounded, and sweaty bodies moved in time with the music. The Claret Moon, a popular nightclub for those looking to cut loose for a night, was thriving. The speakers all around the club blared the DJs newest mixes and Eris moved with the sea of bodies upon the dance floor. She had been dancing for some time now, but she was showing no signs of tiring. She was having a blast! Moving in time with the music she ended up being corralled by several Twi'lek women, which she didn't mind in the least.
Eris danced with the Twi'leks for some time before finally deciding it was time to take a break. Her body was soaked in sweat; good thing she was dressed in only a yellow bikini top and matching mini skirt. Brushing some of her blonde braids out of her eyes she nimbly moved off the dance floor, seeming to dance even as she moved among the sea of grinding and gyrating bodies.
Finally breaking free of the dance floor she headed for the bar, pushing her way through the crowd standing around it. She earned herself some irate comments for her troubles, but she simply flashed the people around her a quick smile, her emerald eyes sparkling with a look that dared them to mess with her. Those that had protested her sudden arrival at the bar backed off immediately, returning to their drinks and conversations as if she didn't exist. Giggling Eris ordered a fruity drink, leaning her hot body against the cool bar. When her drink arrived she thanked the bartender before turning away. Taking a sip of her drink she watched the crowd upon the dance floor, smiling all the while. She really did enjoy dancing. It was just so much fun!
She sipped at her fruity drink, swaying to the music as she leaned against the bar. She hadn't gone out like this in a while, but she was sure glad she had tonight. Just as she finished the last of her drink a man walked up, a very inebriated man. Eris watched him, her vibrant green eyes as alert as a predators. This man wanted something and Eris was willing to bet it was something she didn't feel like giving him.
"Hey there angel, can I get you a drink?"
Eris blinked in mild surprise before laughing, shaking her head no. The man made a face, obviously not understanding why his smooth line hadn't worked. He stared at her for far longer than was necessary before repeating his question, which earned him yet another no followed by Eris attempting to leave the bar. She tossed the bartender what she owed him, plus a little extra, and moved to go around the drunk, but she didn't get that far. Reaching out he grabbed her arm, jerking her close to him. Eris looked up at the man, whom towered over her, her once vibrant emerald eyes suddenly turning almost black. Snarling Eris took hold of the man's wrist and twisted with such ferocity that the bone snapped immediately and erupted from the skin. He screamed, but no one heard it and no one worth worrying about saw the altercation.
The man dropped to his knees, clutching his now broken wrist to his chest. Blood gushed, but Eris didn't care. She wasn't done yet. Eyes still burning with rage she slammed her right foot into his chest, before moving it up to his throat. She was wearing heels, which made what happened next easy. Shifting her foot just slightly she slammed it down, the heel of her shoe puncturing the man's neck. A pathetic noise passed his lips, but she didn't care. Reaching down she used his shirt to clean the heel of her shoe before happily skipping away, disappearing onto the dance floor once more.