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Naked and Neutral on Void Station

Jack Sparrow

Devil, Philosopher, and Beverage Connoisseur
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Void Station: Located on the Mara Corridor in the neutral space outside the Confederacy of Independent Systems, Void Station is a palace-like space station built on an asteroid above an unnamed planet.

Kurgin's Tower
Ambassador's Suite
Bedroom

"That's the third round of 'find the grape' you've won, love," said Jack with a smile. "I must say, you're very nimble." The pirate blew a single perfect smoke ring from his cigar, admiring once more the long, unclothed, perspiration-covered form of his dinner companion. Taking her by the waist and rolling her atop him, the pirate handed her another grape. "Your turn."

Previously:

Captain Jack Sparrow, Senator from Kashyyyk and head of the Republic Senate's Trade Council, had come to Void Station in order to meet with representatives from Dressel and discuss not only trade, but also to a get a read on the possibility of Dressel joining the Republic. It was at the end of a day of spirited (if somewhat tedious) discussions that Jack had made his way to the larger of the Station's two casinos, a colorfully lit and charmingly upscale establishment called Tutspear's Shank. After availing himself of a shot of whiskey and an onstentatious glass yard of lum, he had spotted the lovely @[member="Ruusan"], arguing loudly with a Bothan who seemed likely to die as a result of some serious cheating at sabacc. The Bothan, apparently upset at being accused, had reached for a knife hidden in his boot and Jack, conveniently coming up from behind, had grabbed the cheat by the back of his furry head and slammed his face into the table three times before the knife fell to the floor.

"Friend of yours?" Jack asked Ruusan, letting gravity carry the unconcious Bothan's muzzled head to the table.
 

Gib

Just under the upper hand.
Writer
Void Station: Located on the Mara Corridor in the neutral space outside the Confederacy of Independent Systems, Void Station is a palace-like space station built on an asteroid above an unnamed planet.

Kurgin's Tower
Ambassador's Suite
Bedroom

Ruusan reached down and took the mans cigar and puffed it a few times before blowing a smoke ring through his smoke ring.

"You know how to keep a girl interested," she said taking a few more puffs, "Mon Capitan."

She hopped off him for a second before returning with a full glass of something Corellian and drank it down before leaning down to his ear.

"I'll give you a chance." She smiled, "best of ten."

@[member="Jack Sparrow"]

Dice roll 31
 

Jack Sparrow

Devil, Philosopher, and Beverage Connoisseur
Character
Several grapes, glasses, and one cigar later

"Well that was...interesting," admitted Jack. "I can't feel my legs."

A knock sounded on the door to the suite. "Ah. Room service. I'll just crawl over and get it, shall I?"

Hauling himself from the large, comfortable four-posted bed (two of said posts with stretched-out stockings tied to them), the pirate senator wrapped a sheet around his waist and walked somewhat unsteadily to the door. Pulling it open, he examined the covered dishes on the wheeled cart. "Ah yes, excellent. We're in need of these. Some of them we'll even eat. I'll just take it from here; the lady is in something of a state of disarray, if you follow me." He lifted his eyes to the bellboy, then stopped. The bellboy was, in fact, the Bothan he had face-slammed several hours earlier, and he was now armed with a blaster which was pointed at Jack's chest. From either side of the door, two more figures appeared: a male Shistavanen and a Human female and they too were brandishing weapons.

"Inside," growled the Bothan, pushing the cart with one hand.

Jack nodded his head, raising his hands. "Ah," he said and then, louder, "@[member="Ruusan"], my darling? We have guests!"
 

Gib

Just under the upper hand.
Writer
Ruusan had wrapped what at one point may have been a red curtain around herself and lit yet another cigar. Her right hand held the cigar as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her left hand went instinctively beneath the pillow.

'How did a grape get here.' She tought as she looked up at the suite's chandelier to see what were her panties dangling from the crystal.

She heard the bellboy say inside and saw @[member="Jack Sparrow"] turn and walk back into the room. Three? Three? People to come for her and Jack it was insulting.

"The bothan and Wolfman can stay but the human girl will have to wait her turn." Ruusan said playing Sabaac with her life. "But when its her turn I get to watch."
 

Jack Sparrow

Devil, Philosopher, and Beverage Connoisseur
Character
Jack, hands still in the air, threw a grin to @[member="Ruusan"]. "I'll just stand aside then, shall I?" he asked, moving to stand alongside the woman. "Hello," he said to her with a nod. "Captain Jack Sparrow. A pleasure. Well, not at the moment, but one must foster hope."

"You think you can just accuse the Sith Empire's trade representative of cheating at scabacc and then...then assault him?" barked the Bothan. "I've got news for the both of you. We'll take our turns, lady, and the girl and the pirate can both watch. But then the real fun's going to begin."

Jack looked to the left though his face remained forward. The woman holding him at blaster point looked uneasy at the Bothan's threat. "New to this, are you love? However much he's paying you, I can beat it. I'm rather influential in certain circles, in case you hadn't heard. Piratical, senatorial, sesquapedalianally...I'm certain we can come to a mutually beneficial agreement, and then, of course, Russan can watch."

His hands began to drift back down to their sides, but it was what was behind Jack that the pirate was really interested in.
 

Gib

Just under the upper hand.
Writer
@[member="Jack Sparrow"]

Ruusan grinned and uncrossed her legs to sit up straight.

"Do you think you'll talk all day?" She said with a pout. "We have grapes to hide."

She waited for the dumb one to step forward and she was right the bothan moved first. She pulled her blaster out from in under the pillow and fired a volley of shots at him and the wolfman.

"Jack watch her." She said as the human girl moved finally. Maybe she really was going to just watch. Maybe she should have waited?
 

Jack Sparrow

Devil, Philosopher, and Beverage Connoisseur
Character
The moment the shooting started, as Jack knew it must, his hand darted to the serving cart the vengeful trio had parked behind him. Coming up very quickly indeed, Jack's right hand snaked up under the female assailant's throat. The glint of a cheese knife caught the light, the sharp blade cool against her perspiring neck. Jack's left arm encircled her waist. "Ah ah ah, love, no sudden moves, savvy? Gun to the ground." Jack's voice was loud, and had to be to be heard over the blaster fire. Jack angled the girl to provide himself convenient cover in the event of a stray (or carefully aimed) blaster shot.

"I'll take the deal! I'll take the deal!" said the woman in a barely-controlled voice, her weapon falling to the floor at her feet.

The wolfman took two blaster shots to the chest and collapsed in a heap, the smell of burned hair already beginning to stink up the room. The Bothan, though, was faster. One bolt had clipped his right shoulder as he dove to the side, rolling across the plush carpet and coming up firing. One bolt when wild, hitting the ceiling next to the chandlier that held @Ruusan's panties, causing the light fixture to dance and jingle. The second shot hit the headboard, mere inches from Russan's head.
 
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