Good morning heartache...

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[member="Sasha Santhe"]

The Lianna air was crisp and cool on his pale skin. His bright red hair tied at the nape of his neck by a strip of thick leather. His old Tapani styled clothes made him either look rich and eccentric or like an off worlder that hadn't gotten a style update for a century or so. his calf high brown boots tapped along the duracrete on his way to a local club where he would likely either play or simply toy with the crowd in some way or other. His cross gaurd lightsaber was tucked into his long tan overcoat away from prying eyes.

He smiled gently as he walked up to the bouncers at the door and pulled out a blank sheet of flimsi. The force swelled within him and his eyes locked on that of the bouncer.

"Everything is in order." he said nodding slowly to the bouncer.

"Everything is in order. Please proceed King Nissiku."

"Thank you my good man." he said tucking the flimsi sheet away and walking inside. The night club was packed near the bar and around the dance floor but he found a small table with ease and began pulling mental strings to get himself a drink. Sometimes it paid to know what you wanted. It made taking it so much easier.

 

[Sasha Santhe]

[member="Malkav Nissiku"]

The club was, as always, vibrant with music playing and patrons dancing. It was an exclusive place catering to the wealthiest members of Lianna society. Heiresses, Athletes, and Holovid stars were among the various patrons lining the club. In the back however there was a special booth for VIPs, and Sasha Santhe was as important as they came on LIanna. She frequented the club many times in the past dancing with random individuals although in recent years her activities has been somewhat less scandalous.

Work had interfered with much of her normal rowdy behavior and now she found herself simply sequestered in the vip lounge behind closed doors to keep most of the noise away with a bottle of incredibly expensive champagne on hand….