Open Horizons

[Miya Ashera]

Ever since Saoirse had arrived at Zeltros she had had a blast. Her supply of credits was running low, but there were ways of getting around that. She took the occasional job here and there, but so far nothing permanent. It was just enough to stay floating, and on this planet that was all she needed. This was not the place to plan for the future, nor was that one of Saoirse's strengths. Zeltros was a place that never slept, and in honesty she wasn't entirely sure when the last time she had slept either. Sure, there had been naps. Whether they were during the day or night was hard to recall. The neon-like lights seemed the same.

This day had started in good Zeltros fashion. Saoirse had woken up on a couch in some kind of house that pretended to be a mansion, after another night of enjoying the local culture and traditions. She'd hardly call it sleep, it couldn't have been more than two hours. Or perhaps it had been? Being high on spice, it was hard to keep track of these things. From there it was back to her temporary residence for a quick shower and getting ready for the next one. After tonight she imagined she could sleep for three days.

Seeking that extra sense of fulfilment, to be elevated to an improved state of self where she could appropriately appreciate life and her part in it in this exact moment, Saoirse had taken another batch of spice. Her supply was running low here as well, but in this place finding more was hardly a challenge. The excitement and energy had been building within her, she was practically dancing on her way out. What experience to seek out today? An exclusive cantina? Nightclub? Her decision was influenced by the particular brand of substance she had enjoyed before, and she had ended up going for the latter.

The outfit for the evening was a two-piece crop top with a pencil skirt. The skirt stretched down to just above her knees and seemed to fit her perfectly. The top was sleeveless, had a round neck, and a zipper on the back. Both skirt and top was fully lined with a floral lace overlay, the bottom of the top was made to look ripped right where it cut off above her stomach. What she wore left plenty of space to showcase her tattoos, from the black serpent-like one crawling around her left arm in carved up pieces, the image painted on her left forearm, to the intricate and large piece that covered her neckline. The look she had gone for was high-fashion that exuded the femme-fatale appeal. She felt party-perfect. Hours would fill her evening with drinking and dancing. Eventually she would tire of that and leave in search of the next place, the next thrill.

She knew by now where to go to come across those hot spots. After a little walk, she found a promising venue. Promising, because there was a an appropriate queue filled with people who appeared to possess some measure of class. More importantly, perhaps, she liked the muffled beat coming from inside. Naturally, she cut through the line feigning familiarity with the right people. Inside the venue practically radiated Zeltros. It was large, loud, flashy, and most importantly was bathed in pink and purple light.

[member="Vengeance"]

 

[Kenrath]

Vengeance needed to get away. He needed some time to himself. His head hurt from the combination of the weight of responsibility and constantly trying to hide his Dark side nature just to get business done.

He found himself back on Zeltros. Despite the fact last time had ended in a less than desirable fashion. At any rate here he was in a nice suit walking by another club along a strip of clubs. He could here a little bit of music making it's way outside.


He smiled to himself looking at the line of people. He had no desire to wait in lines. So he simply started pushing his way through the crowd of people until he got to the front. The doorman started to block his path and put a hand out to stop him. He smiled his eye taking on the yellow visage of his dark side nature.

"Oh please do cross that line." "You have no idea how much fun it will be...........for me."

For a moment it looked like the doorman was going to call his bluff but in the end the man moved aside letting Vengeance walk right in. His first stop was the bar to get a drink.

[member="Saoirse Reyes"]

 

[Miya Ashera]

[member="Vengeance"]

After fully appreciating what she called her welcome-drink, Saoirse had set out to conquer the dance floor. Her life on Balosaar had become bars and nightclubs, mostly because of her work with Club Tranquillity. The beat of the night lived within her and manifested naturally in settings such as these. Whether she was just a natural, or whether it was a natural result of her line of work was up in the air. Her role had primarily been bartending and club management, but being behind a bar-disk didn't rule out dancing. She had had plenty of time to watch their employed dancers, and on some nights, for whatever reason, she would have to cover for one of them. Though this was not Balosar. This was Zeltros. And one did not hold back on Zeltros. Here it was not a job, a way to stack up credits. This was pure enjoyment and entertainment.

Despite being a foreigner from a world as backwater and filthy as Balosar, she blended in well with the forward crowd on Zeltros. Her welcome to the dance floor had been warm, but now it was time to leave it be, at least for another few moments. She could use a break and another drink in her system, and so Saoirse found herself once more at the bar. She ordered herself a colourful and exotic drink.

While she waited for it to be made, she took a moment to look around. So many people from different places, but most of them were local pink-faces. Of course she noticed the black-haired newcomer in the nice suit. He wasn't from here. Curious. Not sure why, but curious. Her eyes didn't linger but moved on. That wasn't her role. She had the luxury of being much more passive than that. Soon enough her drink showed up and all else was forgotten. Cheers!

 

[Kenrath]

Vengeance looked over when the blonde with the neck tattoo approached the bar. There eyes only met for a split second before she dashed off. He liked the look but he was done with blondes. They had become nothing but a hassle for him. Although for that brief moment something about her had a familiar pull. Unfortunately Zeltros tended to really screw up perception so he was not sure if it was the Force or just the Zeltron pheromones he felt for the brief moment [member="Saoirse Reyes"] was standing beside him.

He ordered a shot turning to look out into the crowd. All around people were dancing and partying like there was no tomorrow. For the most part there was nothing of note to attract his attention. That was until about midway through the crowd between the bar and the stage he saw it. More specifically he saw her. A redhead with shoulder length hair and more than ample curves in all the right places. She was doing her best exotic dancer routine on some guy who looked bored and way out of his element.

He shook his head in disgust turning for a split second to slam down the shot before he pushed himself away from the bar and through the crowd. Just as he got to the pair he shoulder the guy out of the way and up to the woman.

"How about you use those skills on somebody who can handle them."

The woman jumped at his touch spinning around a hand flashing up to slap him. Catching it he smiled looking at her with a devilish smirk.

"Tsk tsk tsk not the skills I was talking about." "Come now I don't bite.......................much." "You may even find you enjoy it."