Night Fever

[Seris Vant]

Zeltros
Club Glitter

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ihs-vT9T3Q

[member="Karina Dartrex"]

Well it was a night of fever. All the hottest little honeys and big movers were out to the clubs to dance their taut rears off and loose their heads in spice bliss. That was every night though! What made this one special is that one of the biggest names in the criminal underworld had come on down to paint the town red this evening. Ohh what a night shall be had.

Rayl was cruising on down the walk to Club Glitter. He was clad in full armor and hidden underneath his duster was enough weaponry to bring this in fire code violation capacity club to a swift close. Only one man was on the list for tonight though. A local drug lord and of course his goons. Now why was Rayl alone doing street work when many others could do it for him. A personal slight this mobster made on his name. Probably though since he stepped down he wasn't a player anymore in this game. Well he was here to prove him deadly wrong on that count.

"Du be boo be doo. Bwah ta da ba da. Da da da da da da da heyeh, heyyyyyeh". Rayl sang a tune as he was coming up on the club. A line stretching back around the building with two burly doormen killing the mood for all these party wanabees was his first obstacle. And he had just the thing under his coat for that. Rayl ducked under the velvet ropes and butted in front of a whole lot of people. There were many nasty words thrown at him for that. The doormen looked none to happy.

"Yo buddy. Back of the line. No cuts, no buts, not even for Hutts".

"What the man said. Get out a here ya third rate lookin' Bounty Hunter".

One of them laid a hand on his shoulder and was ready to knock him to the ground. Or he would of had rayl not pulled back his duster to reveal his trump. It wasn't all the guns he was carrying, nor the explosives. Sewn inside was the Black Sun sigil. And a very ornate one at that. Proof he was a very powerful person indeed. The red receptors of his helmet glarred down on the mans hand. "Remove you hand if you'd be so kind".

"Uhh, yeh. Sorry sir. Leme get the rope for ya".

"And I'll get the door sir".

"Much better gentlemen. So glad we didn't have to resort to the violence. Now be some good lads and no matter what happens. Make sure these good people wait a while longer for their fun". Smooth as silk he slid on in to the club. And soon the fun will begin.

 

[Delsin Shaw]

Inside the club, I looked around.

"And this is supposed to be the best place to dance?"

The place looked booked to the max. About the only chance you had to not get groaped by a stranger in here is if you were someone high up on the power pole, or you were a dancer that was in the higher spots where people can't reach. I just looked around and shook my head. I was trying to find a new place to work as soon people would get suspicious at my old place. Living for an eternity makes you move alot.

Turning to the man, I shook my head. A Zeltron who was clearly looking at my ass and tits every chance he could get. I walked up to him to close the few steps of distances from us. and kissed him on the lips. While other people may have thought that we were simply making out on an extreme level. I was really devouring his soul straight from his mouth. My teeth had bitten into his tongue as he stuck it in my mouth, and alakazam, I was feeding on his life.

I enjoyed it as I sucked the life from him. Hie open eyes turning from the deep blue, to the milky grey as his life left him. When I let go of him, he "fainted" and fell to the ground as I wiped my lips with the back of my hand with a smile. A man who saw all of this happen smiled and walked up. "You must be good at kissing to make a man like that fall over." I smiled and rubbed my finger under his chin as I spoke in a very seductive voice. Enhanced with the force to do my will. "I might give you one if you give me a drink darling."

His face changed and leaving to the bar to try and get me the strongest drink possible. I then walked away towards the door, only to run smack into a man who was geared up for the war that was happening outside the planet. I looked up to him from my small height, "Well aren't you just ready for me." I smiled and rubbed my hand up his chest. "Have fun for me will ya baby?" I then started to walk away as I held some credit chips in my hands. Taken from his pocket as I had tried to take them from him. However, his Red eyes were ones to remember. Maybe later he could be a client of mine.

[member="Rayl Wilded"],

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Karina Dartrex"]

Not five seconds inside he already had some hottie on him. Not that its an unknown occurrence to him but these weren't the clubs of Nar Shaddaa where he'd go. Rayl wasn't oblivious to the fact she pick pocketed him. He simply chose to ignore her as he was dealing with his operation. Inside with ease he needed to enact the second part of his plan; getting up to the DJ's booth to get a fix on this guys location. And get some good tunes going. The crowd was like a sea of mud. Every step you slog through. Eventually he was able to get to the steel stairway up to the DJ booth. He jiggled the handle to find it locked. Not a concern, he simple drew a blaster and annihilated the lock. The music covered up the sound perfectly. Not that anyone wouldn't already be deaf at the sound levels in here. Thank the stars for this helmet. "Alright. Time for a change in tune". Rayl threateningly pointed both words and his blaster at the DJ. Who also looked totally stupid to him, blue and trunk-faced. With his free hand he tossed over a data stick with the music he wanted to play. "Put those on, I want a one minute delay as soon as I leave. Then start it. Got it bluenose"? The chunky DJ nodded and did as told. Blasters were such a persuasive tool. Rayl looked out the window for his man. He tapped a button on the side of his headgear to scan. "Bingo". Didn't take to long, he was at a booth near the back. Just off the dance floor. Leaving the booth he gave a point to the DJ to do as instructed, then made his way back to fighting through the club sea. Tucking his gun away too.

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkr77jE5GFY

Just about to the targets booth his first song came on. Didn't even know the band name to it. An unlabeled song he came across on the Holonet when surfing years back. Dammed good stuff. Rayl danced through the floor to his song, a lot of people were confused to it. Most didn't care and were to drunk or spiced out of their minds to notice. There was a small open space between the dancers and this booth. Rayl came out in the clearing. "I send my own regards Mr. Graboxis. Hope the Missis won't grieve too much". A sleight of hand pulled a machine gun hanging off his shoulder to the forefront. Cocked and ready to party. A grin, that trademarked grin came across him, though his mask hid that. He pulled the trigger and blew his entire magazine at the booth. Time seemed to slow as adrenalin coursed through his veins. No one was spared. Their bodies slumped over, some still twitching. The boss, the goons, and the girls. That's just the way it worked. Firing off a machine gun in a club tended to cause a panic. Glitter was no exception. People booked it for the doors. They clawed to get out. Rayl threw down the spent gun on the table. A fine job for a pirate mafia man if he was any authority on the subject. Which he was.

 

[Delsin Shaw]

After the man seemed to not be worried for his few credits that I took. The man that I had persuaded to get me a drink came back. He handed me the drink and when he did so, I smiled as I took the glass of some green liquid. Glowing in my hand. Taking a sip, I smiled just as people started to run. I was almost trampled to death! I mean seriously, they need to calm the Frack down! I had moved out of the way my ducking under a table. When people had cleared out a little. I moved from the table to a booth that was empty. Once there, I moved to stand on the table. And well, it was not the best sight.

A man, the one that I pickpocked from, yes that one had taken his gun and released what seemed to be all the rounds on the group in the booth. I saw known faces from the area that were part of the grim syndicate. Well that's what you get for making someone pissed off. While some of the other people were running, A few of the Civies were pulling out pistols who did see him. They aimed their guns at him, demanding him to do a whole bunch of things at once.

"Put Down your guns!"
"SHOW ME YOUR HANDS!"
Turn around now!"
"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE."
"- So help me I will shoot ya dead!"

I just shook my head as I would know that alot of them would be killed by this man. Standing there on the table, I reached for my thighs as I watched what this "Devil eyed" man was going to do. Just a little bit interested in what was going to happen.

[member="Rayl Wilded"],

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Karina Dartrex"]

A sticky situation was unfolding. Some citizens decided they'd be brave. Not likely they were your ordinary civy. More friends of the people he just killed. "So pick up my guns. Show you my hands. Turn around. Plan my leave. And kill you all doing it. Sounds like a fine plan to me". Rayl reached under his coat and drew out two fully loaded MP-77 pistols. His trademark gun. His arms were brought out to show his hands and he spun round into a low run horizontal to these men. The exit was pretty obvious. Right where he came in behind them. And so the blaster bolts flew to the beat of the music. Rayl was a marksmen from over thirty years of fighting. And plenty of situations had been worse than this he'd come out of. Every shot hit its mark, every mark hit the floor. Not a scratch was on Rayl, thank goodness for physical activity! His boots slid to a stop. "Damn that was too easy". Rayl made for the door, getting across the dance floor, about mid way. He nearly froze, slowly turning his head to look right at the woman who picked him. Time slowed, synapses in his brain fired. He still had his weapons in hand, was she a threat? To many questions, not enough to get the first move.

 

[Delsin Shaw]

Now that was interesting. By the the time that the man had drawn his weapons and fired, All of the people there, now had a smoking hole in their chest or heads. But, I also had my gun aimed at him. In the dim light, with constant flashing at ramdom, as well as being rather far away from him, he might not see the model that I had. I smiled as he stopped and well, I pulled the trigger.

Behind him a man fell with his head cracked open from an explosion that only a slugthrower round could produce. With the subsonic rounds that could be fired from this weapon, if it hit a human head, it would literally explode like all those holovids you saw of people shooting fruits with a slug. from the man's hand dropped a shiv or a dagger weapon of some kind.

Smiling I brought the barrel to my lips and blew it for a second, then motioned for him to run out and follow me. Seeing as how he had walked in almost geared up for a battle, and red helmet eyes, they would be looking for him even if he was the leader of the Black Suns. Sometimes, people needed to vanish. And I could certainly help with that.

"Come on. This way!"

The man would just have to trust me for the time being until we swapped names, or saving lives.

[member="Rayl Wilded"],

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Karina Dartrex"]

(Sorry for spacing out)

Rayl would feel that bullets burn if he wasn't wearing a helmet. Far to close. Something, or rather someone hit the back of his leg. A bloodied, near headless corpse. That's what the bullet struck. It wasn't meant for him after all. She told him to follow. This was screwing up his own getaway plan but he owed here at least a name for saving him some stab wounds. "Hey wait up baby"! Rayl gave chase after the gun toting fem fatal. 'Damn this better not be a trap'.