Evacuate the Dance Floor!

[Eris Desnae]

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.

 

[Matreya]

(Music=feth yes.)
Zaiden twisted and turned, leaping and bounding. Eyes closed, hair sticking loosely to his skin as he danced. Spice was coursing through his veins, and his mind was lost amongst the force. The music was loud, so loud he could feel his bones vibrating, but he only wished they'd turn it up. As he moved about the dancefloor, dancing with no one in particular, Zaiden sensed a disturbance in the force...someone nearby had died...

"Good.." Zaiden murmured, a vicious smile curling along his lips. Let the weak perish. Made more room on his floor.

 

[Josiah Saedrin]

It was the first time Logan was in a nightclub like that. He enjoyed the music. He really did. Even though he hadn't danced before, he tried to do some moves and he really liked it. Music felt so safe and so good. He would've listened to it forever, but, well it had to end sometime, so...

He decided it's time to order something from the bar. Logan doesn't drink, but he decided to ask for a soda or some lemon water. Alcohol was not for him. Luckily, he didn't see a woman killing a man. Otherwise he wouldn't have felt so safe there.

@[member="Eris Desnae"] @[member="Shado"]

 

[Eris Desnae]

Whatever chaos her antics had stirred up were muffled by the music and largely ignored by the majority of the club. It was clear that a large number of the patrons were incredibly drunk or riding high on spice. However, no matter what came of her handiwork Eris was unconcerned as no had seen it happen, besides she was to pretty to get caught. Smirking at her own arrogance she laughed as she took a sip of her drink and moved toward the many booths lining a few of the walls. With a simple look of dark eyes she forced an infatuated couple to vacate their booth, the Darkside curling around their feeble minds as she sent them scampering into the tightly packed dance floor.

Her manipulation did the trick and she turned away from the couple, sliding into her newly one booth with a pleased smile upon her perfectly painted lips. Reclining in the seat she sipped at her drink, emerald eyes only half open as she basked in the chaotic energy of the club.

@[member="Vex Tythion"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

Music these days feth what a waste of sound. Rexus Drath towered over everyone in the club standing at a staggering six elevin he moved through the crowd and held the dead man by the bar where he felt the disturbance. "I'm sorry I couldn't save you." picking up the body he threw him over his shoulder to act like the man was simply passed out from drinking and drugs. Walking over to the door Rex disposed of the body outside by the door before walking back in the blood on his shirt shining brightly under the black lights of the club. He felt the presence of evil and sighed "Sith" being a sith in the now ancient order he had had enough of their petty ways of murder and lies. Sadly his boss had a treaty with the sith and he couldn't snap the child's neck as much joy as it would bring him.

Walking up to the booth where the woman had taken a seat he snarled and looked down at her. "That wasn't very nice, was it?" Rexus glared at the woman restraining himself from turning this club into a battlefield he was only here to root out feeble force users and take them away for reeducation. So he just needed to deal with this situation at hand in a semi peaceful manner. "And please that weak mind crap doesn't work on me, so let's keep this civil. If you hurt another one of these people I am personally going to kick you out of this club and see that a piece of sith trash like yourself sees the inside of a prison wall." Rexus was angry quite angry to be exact he disliked dealing with sith but he did what had to be done even if they were on the same team. Taking a seat without asking the giant of a man stated at the woman and focused on calming himself "You make me sick."

 

[Kiyala Demont`]

"He better be in here or it's your head Nuana." Kiyala said as she strode into the club with her Rancor Armor Mark 2 on and the reason for her entrance with such attire was because the Bouncers at the door now lain dead. Her form flickered and fluttered in and out of vision as at time she even seemed transparent. Kiyala's HUD display began to run through it's facial recognition programs attempting to find her target. A ping signaled a target and with that she began to walk in a direct line towards him making no effort in disguising her movements.

As she approached @[member="Shado"] she ignited both of her twin lightsabers, as she did she also decapitated two patrons standing near her by pure chance. Still she opened herself up to drink their pain before stopping mere meters before Shado surely having drawn his attention by now. "You've called me out! Now I've come for your life!" Her voice modulated to several octaves lower in tone as she spoke. She then without hesitation called the force to her muscles pushing herself forward to deliver a scissoring strike toward his torso.

She would not allow him to escape from her grasp this time. As she breathe her systems already begun their tempering processes to keep her body temperature under control. She had a lot to thank this armor for but now was not the time to be giving herself a pat on the back.

 

[Matreya]

Zaiden hadn't noticed her, and barely noticed her lightsabers as they came his way. Planting his arm firmly at the cross section, Zaiden aimed to lift then up and away with a powerful toss. Danger missed, and threat unheard, Zaiden went back to his dancing. Eyes closing to mid point, hands above him, the Legate leapt for the roof above. On one of his ways back down, Zaiden finally spotted @[member="Kiyala Demont"] and realized she was his attacker, "Hey there beautiful. Don't mess with me right now would ya?"