Byss was not a particularly exciting planet as far as Anaya was concerned but she had done some digging and twisted a few arms to find herself something that did excite her. A nightclub, run by an outsider of Byss and popular to all who passed through the planet, be it sith, smuggler or slave. Slipping into a skin tight jumpsuit with a low cut neck line and holes in the sides to reveal her waist and slits in the legs, she made her way to the club with the intention of letting go. She told one of the slaves where she was going, just in case she was needed, left her comm link in her quarters and left.
The alcohol dulled Anaya’s ability to make sensible decisions. It dulled her dulled her ability to give a damn about anyone else but herself, but it did not dull her emotions, nor her passion. She flirted, kissed and danced her way around the club and had managed to get drunk without spending a penny. Oh the joys of being beautiful and knowing how to use it.
Drunk and happy she danced, relishing the occasional touch of other bodies as the brushed past her. No one dared dance with her though, she was so absorbed and beautiful in her dance that they gave her a small circle of the dance floor and merely danced around her. Afraid that if they did interrupt that the sith girl might do some damage to them, not because she had a habit of doing so, but because she was Moridin’s apprentice, and she had brought one of her sabers at least.
The alcohol dulled Anaya’s ability to make sensible decisions. It dulled her dulled her ability to give a damn about anyone else but herself, but it did not dull her emotions, nor her passion. She flirted, kissed and danced her way around the club and had managed to get drunk without spending a penny. Oh the joys of being beautiful and knowing how to use it.
Drunk and happy she danced, relishing the occasional touch of other bodies as the brushed past her. No one dared dance with her though, she was so absorbed and beautiful in her dance that they gave her a small circle of the dance floor and merely danced around her. Afraid that if they did interrupt that the sith girl might do some damage to them, not because she had a habit of doing so, but because she was Moridin’s apprentice, and she had brought one of her sabers at least.