Opening Night at the Vixen's Vantage

[Celiana]

Looking at the man by the bar I realized he'd passed out. Sighing I looked at his face and then just brought my thumb and middle finger against my brow. Feirfek'al osik! Why him and why here? Waving Charlie over I said "Get him a cab to one of the safehouses...very least I can do for him...." Charlie looked at him, then me and then finally she said "He a friend of yers boss lady?" Sighing I said "Yeah, he's one of the good ones. Didn't realize how hard things have been on him... Make sure he gets in safe Charlie." She saluted and then helped him off towards the back where we had transports. Still....opening night. Looking at the dance floor and booths around I turned down the music and made an announcement over the PA system.

"Thanks for coming out tonight folks, we'd like to give a warm thank you to all of you that came out for opening night. With that in mind! Bartenders, let's have a round of shots for the first crowd on opening night!" I'll be up at the bar tonight y'all so swing by and I'll be happy to get some drinks made for you folks!" Turning the PA off I boosted the music and then at the bar I pressed my fingerprints against the marble countertop. The biometric lock opened and I produced several bottles. One of good Corellian whiskey, one of Raspberry wine, the last of Echani Fireblossom liqueur. The young woman with her Lethan Twi'lek slaves...the cop that probably wasn't a cop. Scratching a note out with my flowing writing I wrote individually... "I enjoyed our brief interaction but I'd very much be interested in a more personal meeting. Feel free to bring your freinds with the Lekku... " I attached the note to a bottle of the raspberry wine. Calling one of my bartenders over I gestured for them to deliver it to the woman I'd been speaking with before I'd gone to the bar.

Scratching out another note to the woman who may have been a cop I said "Redeem this note for a meeting with the owner. The bottle is compliments of the owner, sip it slow it's the really good stuff." I looked around and began gyrating to the music as I started making drinks. I vastly hoped the young woman with the Lethan Twi'leks would swing by the office later....

[member="Cyra Ren"] ~ [member="Vaulkhar"] ~ [member="Abaigeal E'ron"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

Nyree was always down for a party. The girl had more fake ID's than she needed to get in anywhere where she couldn't bribe or smile her way in. And if the ID's didn't work, well she could always talk her way in. She had just finished a run ending in the Core when she found herself with more credits and time between runs than she knew what to do with. Of course, she was about to pocket some of that, invest some of the rest in her next run, but that still left quite a bit for her to play with.

Almost by chance she saw an add for a Club's opening night tonight. There was something about opening nights for clubs that attracted some of the cutest boys and girls. She couldn't help herself. This was too good for Nyree to pass up. It took her a few hours to pick out the perfect outfit, but Nyree was sure that anyone who saw her would agree the perfection was worth the time. Her lace-trimmed black crop top showed just enough of her top to promise the kind of fun she could have. Plus, it looked hella cute. They contrasted well with her high-rise ripped caprices. To top it all off, her blue smokey eyes were on point to catch more than a little attention. Girl was ready to slay.

The night lights of Coruscant fell around her as Nyree strutted confidently through the darkness. Her heels clacked against the duracrete sidewalk. More than a few heads turned, she could feel their eyes on her. It made her a bit more confident, it made her hips sway a little more, it made her smirk a little more. It was just a short five minute walk to the Vixens Vantage, but those five minutes gave her plenty of confidence to boost her spirits. It wasn't hard for her to flash a fake ID and make her way past the bouncer at the front. Nyree turned her sweet blonde head, eyeing the full club. There was a lot of potential in this room, with a lot of shaking butts. That was just how she liked it.

The girl took a deep breath in, drinking in all the pleasure with the thumping base. It hummed deep inside her, sending tingles down her spine and across her skin. Eyes open, she stepped up to the bar, where [member="Celiana"] was busy working it and--well, working it.

"One Sunny Side, please," Nyree said. She gave the lady behind the bar a once over, "Damn girl, ok."

 

[Celiana]

As the night wore on all sorts came and went. There was a gal who walked up to the bar and looked a smidge young to be in my club....though galactic rules changed per planet and Trip Zip didn't really care THAT much. Spinning on my heels I looked her over. Smirking I said "Your ID was a very good fake Ms. but I'll let it slide." Grabbing some alcohol from the bar I grabbed tequila, Echani orange juice and peach rum. Spinning the bottle of juice across my right palm. I picked up the tequila and spinning that bottle in my other hand I poured them simultaneously into a frosted glass. Grabbing the rum as I set down the tequila I poured a bit of rum into the glass. Pulling one of my knives from a holster against my back waistband I pulled an orange fruit from the bar and cut it into slices before squeezing one into her drink and sliding a small plate of them towards her.

Looking at her smoky eyes I smirked and said "one Sunny Side, extra sunny. So, what brings you to my club Ms.....?" I looked over the club, it seemed people were enjoying themselves. Odds were they'd be interested once the HK units passed out guest passes to what I had going on under the club. Fights, people paid for blood and it made coin. Plus there was always just a grittier crowd than the ones I typically dealt with. Who knew? Odds were at least someone would be interested in some of my....business arrangements. I knew bounty hunters, smugglers, had smuggled my fair share of things...There was always someone that needed something in a club. I was very ready to supply peoples' vices....

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

"Well damn," Nyree said placing her hands on her hips. "Guess I'll have to make sure to tell my forger to step her game up." she smirked and shrugged, "Oh right that's me. What gave it away?"

Nyree was good, but she wasn't perfect, obviously. The more she knew about where she was making blunders, the better she could get. She didn't exactly expect the bartender to tell her you did xyz wrong and next time make sure you don't..... but it sure didn't hurt to ask. Practicing at clubs like this to pick up easy drinks was just a small run for when she needed to do things more serious like fake an ID badge to get into a corporate office or slide by customs. It was all about practicing on these low-stakes games before things got real.

When the platinum blonde slide the drink over, Nyree placed a credit chip on the counter. Her bright red, lipsticked lips wrapped around the straw giving it a taste. It was pretty well mixed. No matter how much you drank premixed or how good that premix was, nothing compared to that fresh, organic taste made by another sentient.

"Justice," Nyree answered, "Nyree Justice to be more specific. The one, the only, the Gucci, the gorgeous. And you are?"

 

[Celiana]

Smiling I said "I have scanners that check ID's and send them to this." Tapping my gauntlet I flicked to her ID. "If you're needing forged ID's typically speaking one is either on the run, or not interested in playing by the rules. You seem uninterested in rules.... The giveaway was your face, the ID makes you look a good five years older. Your face doesn't match up to the ID plus...." Leaning in closer I said "I'd be able to tell you were lying if you told me your age anyways." Moving to get a set of frosted shot glasses I turned and I was sure my sabers came into view against either hip. Pouring myself some straight Tequila I poured a second shot for her. Sliding it across the bar to her I captured the credit chit and pocketed it. My eyes flicked across the young womans' frame appreciatively, her lips glossed sinful red.

Then she said her name and I stopped. Justice....thinking for all of a second I took the shot I'd poured myself and downed it. Then I poured myself a double shot, looking her over I started observing more closely.... It could be his child....then again I hadn't spoken with him in quite awhile. Fierfeck'la Osik....it was almost like he just was unable to keep it in his pants. As she introduced herself I smirked... sipping the double shot now I said "You're certainly right on the gorgeous part..." Looking her over I said name's "Celiana Drayven, though I highly doubt you'd be able to confirm that personally. So now my question is were you looking for any of The Vixen's Vantage other services?" Anyone that'd looked beyond a club opening in the lower levels knew that I provided many things...for a price. Smuggling, storage, information, assassinations depending on the reasoning... "Or just a drink Nyree?" Not exactly like I was planning to work with a Justice anytime soon...but he had been quite fun. Plus it'd been profitable in an extreme way....

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

Nyree took all the information in with a nod, storing it in her head for later and for better use. Just because she was always on point, her eye shadow game was on point, and her fashion was the fleckest of the fleck, didn't mean that she was an air head. It took a lotta brains to make this hustle happened. The galaxy was a cut throat and dangerous place, especially for a young girl. You had to be smart and slick. If you weren't--well, girls like Nyree would hustle the hell out of you.

"I'll make sure to bump those ages down a little then next time and not doctor the pics anymore," She said giving her drink another sip. Nyree was pacing herself for now. She could handle herself, but Coruscant was a rough planet. Case and point--this bar tender was packing a pair of sabers. She was probably one of them hand waving magician types. Sith or Jedi or some offbrand middle ground, Nyree wasn't sure it mattered too much to her right now. "And if I did follow the rules, well that'd make my job a lot harder."

Nyree smirked when Celiana said she was gorgeous. I mean, it was obvious. It wasn't like the brunette had been bragging anymore than she'd be bragging to say she had parked two blocks away. These were just facts. "Nice to meet you Celiana, and thank you for noticing," she said primping her hair playfully, "This kind of good looks don't just happen. They take genuine effort. You don't look so bad yourself."

Her fingers swirled the straw through her Sunrise playfully for a moment as she thought the question over. Almost every club these days had something going on in the back, and sometimes even on the front. Honest club owners these days were as hard to find as men who had big--er, feet.

"Well, [member="Celiana"], I am always open to making new friends and connections," Nyree said tilting her head to the side, "The real question is what can you offer me?"

 

[Celiana]

Smiling as Nyree said following rules would make her job harder I filed that lil' tongue slip away. Smiling as she mentioned her good looks not just happening she started complimenting me. Smirking as she asked what I could offer her I grinned at her exposing my pronounced canines, tucking my hair back behind my Aelfin ears I said "Cyar'ika.... the better question is what can't I offer you?" Looking her over I dropped the glamor I constantly kept up. My eyes were actually a predatory purple, scarlet and gold flecks flitting through my eyes... "What I can and will offer depends on what your job actually is Nyree..." I needed to know what kind of person I was dealing with. To be completely fair...even if she was related to James. I still couldn't keep my eyes off her... Regardless of everything else she was quite attractive....

Running my tongue along my canines I was smiling at her while waiting for an answer. "Remember Nyree...no lies, I'll know. I also respect honesty more and depending on how honest, you'll probably get more help." Picking up my frosted glass of tequila I sipped the rest while waiting on her answer. Flicking my knife out I sliced a lime, grabbed a sliver and bit into it sucking the juice out. I'd give her something to look at while she decided what she'd share....

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

"I guess we'll have to find out, now won't we?" Nyree said with a wink. Then--well, her eyes turned to a different color. There was something about purple and some strange colors flicking around in there. That was lit as hell. A lesser girl would have probably hiked their ripped denim Capri's up and ran. But, welp, Nyree wasn't like most girls. She was fearless to the point of foolishness. But it did confirm one thing, she was now 70-90% sure this girl was one of those weird force using saber jockeys.

"I do a lot of things," Nyree said in an honest but still coy answer. Her lips wrapped around her straw, giving another sip from her straw. "I sell things, some of them are legal. I break crap, sometimes for money. I flood markets, and make market vacuums. I buy low, I sell high. I make a lot of money, I gamble, run what some people call scams, I launder money, make counterfeits, and--" Nyree sighed, placing the back of her hand on her forehead in feigned exhaustion. "Somehow find time amid all of it to stay on fleck with fashion trends."

She smirked, swirling her glass around in her hand as she looked [member="Celiana"] in her purple eyes. "Honest enough for you?" She took a sip and placed her hand on her akimbo hip, "Now I've spilled my guts, what can you do for me?"

 

[Celiana]

As she spoke I smiled... "So a smuggler then...Probably needing discreet storage, maybe weaponry though I'd say your looks and flirtiness is a weapon too. Shadowports would be useful...easy place to lay low and have your ship not be looked at and have whatever goods you've acquired be sold or traded discreetly." Looking her over appreciatively as she mentioned somehow staying up to date with fashion trends I gave her a predatory smile "Somehow I think you'd rock whatever you stepped into or out of clothing wise..." Grabbing a bottle of Corellian whisky from the bar I tossed a credit chit at my bartender and then stepped around the bar towards Nyree. "I think we should continue this conversation with better alcohol and in a more private setting. Not many know the full extent of the services here at the Vixen's Vantage, I'd prefer to keep it that way."

Stepping off onto the floor I weaved my way towards the office. Hopefully Nyree would join me... I mean after all I had created Force Imbued glass that even my sabers couldn't penetrate. I doubt anyone would see the marks but it had been quite dramatic when I'd tried breaking those panels...Besides, the best business was done behind closed doors...

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

Nyree was a smuggler--among other things. Among a lot of things. The criminal world these days was full of people who could shoot and who could kill, and more than a few fools with ships and little to lose. She, however, was also more than willing to help funnel your cash, illegal goods, and so on through pretty much anything.

"A fence would be nice to have," She agreed with a nod. "I do have an opening that recently came available which could be filled."

Of course that opening had everything to do with the fact that, well that guy had tried to double charge Nyree and was now in the hands of Hutts that she had double crossed and pinned on him. Who said you couldn't kill two birds with one stone? No one, that's who. Or--well, not many people could, but Nyree was the special kind of special that made her goals for life with no filter.

"Of course, I'm great," Nyree said with an effortless, lithe shrug. She finished her first glass off, setting it on the glass counter-top. She arched an eyebrow at Celiana, "Is that an invitation to step out of what I'm wearing?"

Nyree followed [member="Celiana"] up into the more private, quieter room. She was sure things would be fine, and if things weren't fine--well, she could talk her way into things being ok again. The Merchant Princess had a good feel for these things, maybe it was being half Kiffar, maybe it was being quarter Zeltron. Either way--she just knew when things were about to go nasty. Whether she was offered a seat or not, Nyree plopped onto one of the plush couches and reclined back, propping her leg on a nearby chair before she splayed the other out across the floor in a wide V shape. With one of her hands raised over her head, she could have been a moody model on a magazine. Or just a gal with a pouty lip, a forlorn look, poor posture and expensive clothes.

"Ok, so what's the Tea on these more 'secret' ops that we are talking about here?" Nyree said. She glanced over her shoulder before adding cheekily, "And I had to walk all the way over here, if it isn't worth it, you owe me. Big."

 

[Celiana]

Smiling as she said a fence would be nice to have we entered my office. "Well Nyree, I think at the very minimum I can arrange a fence for you. First though..." Holding the bottle of Corellian whisky I pulled my knife from my back and slapped the bottle with the blade a couple times. "First we drink..." Pulling two glasses from a table by where she'd plopped on my couch I cut the wax seal on the bottle and digging the hook into the cork I pulled it free. With a flick of will I removed the cork from my knife and spun it in several intricate loops before sliding it back into my waist sheathe. Pouring a glass for us each I slid Nyree's towards her as she mentioned stepping out of what she was wearing.

Moving in close to her I huskily said "I certainly wouldn't object to that Nyree..." Handing her the glass of whisky it hadn't escaped my attention how she'd splayed her legs out....she asked what I had in terms of secret ops. She then also said that if it wasn't worth it I'd owe her big. Looking at her with my purple eyes I said "I was an assassin before the sabers, after the sabers? I just got better at not being tracked, noticed, or caught. I have multiple ways of obtaining information that would be quite beneficial to a sassy little smuggler like yourself. For example I can make dock records simply vanish, at least in the lower city. I can and have obtained transit schedules for trade freighters. Might make hijacking them easier when you know local orbital escort schedules on the worlds those ships are going to or from."

"I know where to get illicit weaponry and tech for any ships you may own. Plus I'm a hell of a mechanic, can assure you use of one of my shadowports. Exclusive use of the merchants in the shadowport, exclusive use of my storage facilities. In terms of secret ops? Well I'm very good at engineering...opportunities for smugglers. Through the removal of obstructions...police, customs workers and so forth." Spinning on my heel I sat on the couch next to Nyree. Tracing a fingernail across her bare shoulder I leaned in and asked "Sound like things you'd be interested in Nyree?"

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

Nyree accepted her glass of much finer liquor. She examined it against the light and gave it a swirl, trying to feign sophistication. The golden brown liquid looked tantalizing as the light caught against it, even though Nyree had literally no idea what she was doing. But damn did she look good doing it.

"There aren't a lot of boys or girls who would object to that," Nyree said with an arch of her brow. "The few who would should be examined for insanity."

Nyree listened to [member="Celiana"]'s sales pitch. There were a lot of opportunities here, she couldn't deny that. The blonde brought a lot of skills to bear and a lot more options for her to make more money. There were a lot of moving parts there, vanishing, altering docs, and the type of things that Nyree often found herself having to do for others or having to do herself. She had to admit, removing friction made moving crap a lot easier. She took down half the glass much too fast in a single gulp. The fiery alcohol burned all the way down her throat, but she didn't even flinch. It was a move that looked very much like her father as she cradled the glass in one hand and looked at [member="Celiana"] with flashy, impish smirk. Only 5 o clock shadow, a leather jacket, and a pack of cigs, and poor vocabulary, would have completed the look.

"I think," Nyree lowered her own fingertips to caress along the outside of Celiana's leather-clad thigh. "That sounds," her fingertips reached the edge of Celiana's belt, teasing the hem of her shirt. Nyree turned to look at Celiana, her dark eyes heavy. She batted her lashes twice, slowly leaning in. Her breath could be felt on Celiana's lips. Her own red tantalizing lips just inches from her. "Lit af."

 

[Celiana]

That impish smirk had me smiling myself, I had to say she very much resembled James in terms of flirtiness and mannerisms. She downed half the glass of whisky in one gulp and raising an eyebrow I thought...yup definitely a Justice. Her comment about people objecting to her stepping out of clothing needing to be examined for insanity had me smirking. Then she moved in closer to me, I felt her nails against my thigh and I tensed slightly, the anticipation was thick enough to slice a knife through. Her fingertips reached my belt and I flicked my eyes towards hers, those dark sultry eyes smoldering. I could feel her breath against my lips her sinfully crimson lips almost against mine.

She said "I think that sounds lit af" Smirking at her wording I wrapped my hand in hers and moved forward to kiss those sinful red lips. My free hand ran along her back, up her spine to her bare shoulders. My nails running across her bare shoulders then along the back of her neck until my nails softly moved through her hair and against her scalp. Softly pulling my lips free of hers I looked into her eyes. My own flashing purple and with burning crimson and gold flecks. Heightened emotions made my eyes do some crazy things... Nipping her ear with my canines I whispered "I'm so very glad you approve Nyree...shall I go ahead and consider that a yes?" Running a free hand behind her I squeezed gently. There were so very many fun things running through my head right now...

Personally I was very much in favor of helping her set some things up. Though I very much wanted to continue this...best. business deal. ever.

[member="Nyree Justice"]

 

[Nyree Justice]

Nyree leaned in and met [member="Celiana"] for the kiss. Her lips met hers with a soft, silky touch. Her own fingers trailed along Celiana's side, tracing around behind the blonde's back. She leaned in as Celiana pulled her in, Nyree's fingers teased at the spaghetti straps of Celiana's top. Nyree had come looking for copper and found gold. The night was still young for her, just a few moments ago she had stepped off of the Sky Princess and now she was post-deal tonguing another woman--before they started tonguing each other.

She exhaled sharply at Celiana's bite on her ear, her hot breath streaming from her nose against the other woman's pale, lithe neck. She giggled, tracing her nails along the base of Celiana's neck, scratching lightly. "I see kitty bites. I'll have to be careful as we close this."

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