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Just a little R and R with a kick. (Amber Zahir, Sanus)

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All work and no play makes Salk a very dull boy. Not too mention a cranky one. While it had been a few years since he had been this close to the core Salk needed some time away from the bowels of a hutt's backside also known as deep space.

This is what brought Salk to this particular club on this particular night. While still a place of ill repute at least this one was considerably cleaner that most of the dives Salk normally frequented. In honor of that fact Salk decided to forgo his normal leathers and instead entered the club wearing a more business like attire. Not that it could do anything to soften the soulless appearance in his eyes or the long largely unkempt hair. Or the fact him still had the blade tucked up his sleeve and the holdout blaster tucked in his boots.

Walking up to the bar Salk grabbed a Corellian Ale before turning towards the stage to see who the current dancer was. Smiling with a hint of appreciation Salk picked a seat at a table on the second row centered in front of the stage to enjoy the show.

[member="Amber Zahir"] [member="Sanus"]
 
Sanus was already sitting in the club and he was quite bored. Dancers while pretty usually weren't as fun as fighting not much was. When a man sat one table over he glanced at the man. "Nice night?" He turned his attention back to the dancer and watched her for a minute before looking around the club once again. Turning back to the dancer he wondered if the man who had sat next to him would respond.

[member="Salk"] [member="Amber Zahir"]
 

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[member="Sanus"] [member="Amber Zahir"]

Salk didn't turn towards the Zabrak that spoke but did offer a soft chuckle.

"Well the night is young and nobody as tried to kill me yet so too early to tell."

Sipping his drink before setting it back down Salk had to force himself not to twitch uncomfortably at not having his back against a solid wall and focus on the night's entertainment. Even so his wrist twitched slightly the hidden blade popping out of it's sheath just enough to hit his finger tips without being seen with a casual glance.
 
Tonight, Amber was dancing at another bar. Another day another credit, they always say. As usual, she was wearing a skimpy outfit. it was a short sea foam green dress that barely covered her butt and showed off plenty, more than she preferred. The music started and she began dancing. It was the only way she knew how to make credits and she did it well. During the routine, she glanced at the audience, offering a smile to the first person she saw. This happened to be a male with wild hair at the bar.

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"Nice blade" Sanus said with a smirk as he watched the dancer. When she smiled at [member="Salk"] he glanced at him once again "She seems to like you" he offered trying to continue the conversation as they watched her. She was quite good he thought with a sigh he put his feet up and looked on watching the woman dance.

[member="Amber Zahir"]
 

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