Kamon Vondiranach
Heart in a Jar
I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop and you don't stop...
I was rocking out to a nifty jamb in a stolen freighter as I piloted it down towards Ryloth. Boy had it been a long time since I'd been there! Jeez it felt like ages! Oh right, it had been hundreds of years now. I keep forgetting about that little fact. It's rather annoying, and it's made life in this new galaxy rather difficult. I couldn't lie, even The Iron Ferret misses his friends after a while. Hey, I do have feelings after all. More for some than others, but eh. I even missed the ones I didn't like.
There was one place I knew I hadn't been to on Ryloth, but I really wanted to go. The Oiran House. Hey, it gets lonely after hundreds of years locked in a carbonite tube. That and coming out into a galaxy with no contacts, and no one that even recalled the CFR. Anyway, I needed some companionship, even if it was just someone to sit and talk with. I couldn't complain about that sort of thing.
So I landed, made my way to the house, and promptly paid to be added to the client registry. I didn't care the species of the companion that chose me, I just wanted a woman. Talking to women was so much easier. Mostly because they were easy on the eyes. It wasn't like I was hurting for cash, so I paid a little extra in hopes that the cash flow might influence the numbers of companions that might be interested in me. I didn't want a gold digger, but I didn't want to be ignored.
Granted my status as an endangered species might help as well. I walked to a seat and sat down, pulling out my datapad while I waited. If I got accepted to the registry and a companion was interested, well, I probably shouldn't have to wait too long.
[member="Serrena Alcine"]
I was rocking out to a nifty jamb in a stolen freighter as I piloted it down towards Ryloth. Boy had it been a long time since I'd been there! Jeez it felt like ages! Oh right, it had been hundreds of years now. I keep forgetting about that little fact. It's rather annoying, and it's made life in this new galaxy rather difficult. I couldn't lie, even The Iron Ferret misses his friends after a while. Hey, I do have feelings after all. More for some than others, but eh. I even missed the ones I didn't like.
There was one place I knew I hadn't been to on Ryloth, but I really wanted to go. The Oiran House. Hey, it gets lonely after hundreds of years locked in a carbonite tube. That and coming out into a galaxy with no contacts, and no one that even recalled the CFR. Anyway, I needed some companionship, even if it was just someone to sit and talk with. I couldn't complain about that sort of thing.
So I landed, made my way to the house, and promptly paid to be added to the client registry. I didn't care the species of the companion that chose me, I just wanted a woman. Talking to women was so much easier. Mostly because they were easy on the eyes. It wasn't like I was hurting for cash, so I paid a little extra in hopes that the cash flow might influence the numbers of companions that might be interested in me. I didn't want a gold digger, but I didn't want to be ignored.
Granted my status as an endangered species might help as well. I walked to a seat and sat down, pulling out my datapad while I waited. If I got accepted to the registry and a companion was interested, well, I probably shouldn't have to wait too long.
[member="Serrena Alcine"]