Private Meeting of Minds

[Grevo Brolt]

Current Outfit


Location: Nar Shaada

The smell of Roast Beef filled the air as the Protocol Droid carried the large plate towards Grevo's table. The short, rotund man licked his large lips in eager anticipation as if it had been months since he had last eaten. The Protocol Droid delivered the large slab of Roast beef down on the table, Grevo's drool filled tongue was hanging out like a Dog. He quickly grabbed his knife and fork, the white napkin already wrapped around his thick neck. <Here you are my Lord.> The Droid spoke in a feminine tone while Grevo began to wolf down the food with gusto. <Would you like anything else?>

"I would like more Ham, Two full Turkeys, Mashed Potatoes, Bacon, and Chilli Cheese Fries!" Grevo said between bites. "And let if you see my guest, be sure to allow them in!"

<She is here right now.> The Droid responded.

"Excellent!" Grevo clinked his utensils together. "Send her in!"

Scherezade deWinter

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Grevo Brolt

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"Come in," said a droid to her. Scherezade glanced around, raising an eyebrow. This was certainly not how she was used to doing things, though that was fine. New experiences tended to be something she coveted, though she hadn't imagined this would be it.

Still, her curiosity had been piqued.

She followed the droid to the table where Grevo Brolt was seated, already eating from the mountains of food that had been placed there. Roast beef, two birds, potatoes, something that smelled like bacon, and fries. Okay, she could respect a healthy appetite. She had one as well.

With an almost feline like movement, she slid into the empty chair across him, green glowing gaze scanning the food again. Without pomp or asking for permission, she reached out to the bacon, piled it on her plate, and tore one of the legs off the bird. Her hands quickly became oily, but that didn't matter either. Scherezade knew when and how to use her hands to eat.

"'s good," she said between two mouthfuls, "ever tried bantha wings? There's places that make them so gooooood. Tend to disappear into my tummy as soon as I buy them more often than not."

 

[Grevo Brolt]

Current Outfit

Scherezade deWinter arrived looking as lovely and alluring as ever. Grevo's eyes were filled with lust, his already racing heart picking up speed. Grevo knew of her beauty but there was a difference between a picture and seeing face to face. "Ahhhh the lovely Scherezade deWinter!" Grevo smiled eating another bite of Steak with gusto. "I've heard a lot of about you! A young and powerful Sith Lord with the beauty to match it!"

It felt good to hear that Scherezade shared the same passion for food as Grevo. Many would look at his fondness for food with disgust but there wasn't a day that Grevo's plate was empty. He made a promise that he would have a plate of food everyday when he was a kid and that he would never know hunger again. "We will order the Bantha Wings as soon as the Droid comes back!" Grevo said eating another bite of food. "Now come! Feast on some Turkey, it's on me! Nothing beats a good meal, great Wine, and a deal that you can't refuse!"

Grevo chuckled. "We can talk about my Podracing business," he said. "Or we can continue to eat. Your call."