Partey partey.... Ho ho ho

[Ashalah Ky]

Ashalah stood at [member="Sempra the Hutt"]'s side, ever so vigilantly his body guard. Her eyes scanned the room, taking everything in. The drinking, the dancing, the socializing. The smell of spice and love rose in the air, and Ash couldn't help but wrinkle her nose at the smell. She hated that smell. She didn't know why.

She knew she should be drinking as well, having fun. This was a celebration for the Cartel's recent string of successes at Sempra's White Palace. A threat would be dumber than a sack of rocks to try anything here. With one final glance at Sempra, she went over to the bar.

There, she found @Thraxis. The two weren't really close, but she had worked with him on a handful of missions. They were both also part of the gang known as the Jackals, and both were close to [member="Tiali Orazio"], who Ash wondered where he was. "Hey," she greeted Thraxis as she sat next to him at the bar.

 

[Alicia Drey]

| [member="Sempra the Hutt"] | [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] |

"Very well, your grace. Thank you for your hospitality."

Stepping forward, Alicia leaned forward and gave Sempra a kiss on the cheek. The taste of sweat, Hutt and drugs entered her mouth. She refrained from vomiting. That would ruin the gesture.

Moving away from Sempra, Alicia grabbed the nearest drink and drank to clear her mouth. Her eyes watered from the taste of the drink, but it was better than tasting that. Settling herself in a seat, she waited for the Major domo to see her.

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

"Very well, Mr. Mcnash."

The Trandoshan got up and smacked the two women on him, which sent them scurrying away. Collecting himself and wiping any excess spice on his clothes and body, Vinskk walked across the large dance room, where quite the rave was going on. His soldiers followed him, keeping a close eye on the Cartel Boss.

The scaly Slave Master searched through the crowd for the Duros pirate, specifically looking for his big blue head buried in a pile of spice. The towering lizard towered through the crowd, the caped figure at least two heads over most others. The Trandoshan spotted Sempra and waved to get his attention through the smoke and bodies and nodded in greeting.

Now where was that pirate?

[member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Anora Xemo"] [member="Alicia Drey"] @Thais [member="Kaster Sane"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis was busy downing more and more booze, it was all he really could do before the life of the party arrived. Then he saw the blue-head pop into the room, there were few Druos that would fit in the role of either Ditz and Tits, or Money and Dumb, so Thraxis assumed that it was Cadan and waved to him to come and have a few drinks. Though Thraxis assumed he would be busy with some Twi'leks and Spice more so then Booze and fighting.

As he began to wave he turned to see Ashalah sit down next to him and ceased his waving, hoping it would have gained the attention of his close buddy. "Finally! Someone is here. You know, I have been drinking and drinking. Ever since Cadan got with the Higher Ups I ain't seen much of him. I'm still waiting for Tiali or [member="Ka-Aver"] to arrive. But at least I gotta a drinkin' buddy. Well then, cheers!" he said as he raised his bottle up into the air and started to chug, streams of whichever liquor this one was streaming down his mouth as it overflowed.
[member="Ashalah Ky"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]
[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Ashalah Ky]

Ash let out a little chuckle as [member="Thraxis"] greeted her. His species was unable to get drunk right? He seemed awfully drunk. Nodding, she ordered a drink. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I barely see Tiali anymore." The drink came and she downed it in a few gulps. "Which sucks. I mean," she paused to get another drink. Why did she feel like drinking so much? Must be the atmosphere of the party. "He's invited me out for drinks, said he wanted to tell me something. No idea what that could be though."

Taking the second drink, she downed half. "But hey, cheers." She agreed, raising her glass in a salute before downing the rest.

 

[Ka-Aver]

Crashing downon a chair next to them Ka-Aver was steaming from having danced hours away at the party.

"Freakin gamoreanz..! Cant keep rythm for one zecond!" he panted and grinned at [member="Ashalah Ky"] and [member="Thraxis"]
His eyes were showing signs of him taking spice but there was nothing stopping him from downing a shot right away.
"Yeah, youz *pant* know girl, I owe youz from Formoz... if you ever get tired of that sleezy bounty hunter excuse of a boy friend - I'll happily step in..." Ka-Aver winked and chuckled.

 

[Volo Pentag]

Volo sits at the bar, relaxing he stretches his arm's out and releases a unheard breath from underneath his helmet. He slides off the seat heading in the direction of Thraxis to join in his party/group, have some fun.

He sit's down across from Thraxis "Hey what's going on?" his voice robotic and artificial coming from a translator equipped to his helmet. He can't drink In this party unfortunately. But he can enjoy the company of others e.g. Thraxis Ash and Ka-aver

[member="Ka-Aver"]
[member="Ashalah Ky"]
[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan reached down with his robotic arm, still getting used to the feel of it. The pirate scooped up a large handful of the fine dust and threw it into the air, the dust caught by the breeze blew around the room before eventually settling in places that would take months to get it out of.

"Let the party begin!" Cadan pointed to the nearest slave. "Whiskey now!"

Cadan had the two out of the three elements that made a party and party. Spice and alcohol. The only thing to make it better was Twi'leks although any form of women would do. But everyone knew that Twi'leks were the best.

Cadan heaped a large amount of spice into a bag and brought it to the group of people sitting around @Thraxis. Just as he arrived, the slave offer Cadan a bottle of whiskey.

"Well 'ello loves." Cadan said, sipping down some of the whiskey.

[member="Volo Pentag"] [member="Ka-Aver"] [member="Ashalah Ky"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis looked to Ka-Aver, he hadn't even seen him on the dance floor, though that could be accounted due to all the people crowded around dancing up a storm, "Well Ka-Aver, you cant expect anny old Gammorean to know how to dance. They ain't a Twi'lek now are they." he said as he returned a smile to him.

As he offered his smile he noticed a blue figure walking towards them, it was Cadan, carrying in his new fine arm a bag of spice, "Ahhh, now everyone has arrived! And I see you were generous too." Thraxis stated, looking to the bag of spice he had brought for the rest of the group, though Thraxis was inclined to deny, being content with his booze.

Thraxis looked to 'Volo' and simply nodded. "Not much is happening right now. But you took your sweet time gettin' here." he said as he slid a bottle of booze down the table towards his new 'compatriot', smirking at the statement, knowing that he was incapable of drinking the fine beverage. He looked to the rest of the people around the table, exactingly knowing who their 'new' compatriot was. He was certain he had told them who he was, though it seemed as if he may have been mistaken in this assumption.
[member="Ka-Aver"]
[member="Ashalah Ky"]
[member="Volo Pentag"]
[member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

Now, where was that Duros?

There he was, next to a group of Cartelites, carrying quite the bag of spice.

Revamp approached Cadan and tapped his back gently with a sharp talon, careful not to put too much force. The last time he had accidentally done that ended with a bloody mess of a Bith and the loss of some credits.

That was a funny story.

When the pirate turned around in response to the touch, Vinskk hissed out, slightly formal and detached:

"Mr. Tazi. Mr. Mcnash highly recommends you regulate your spice intake. After all, it'd be quite the struggle to find a new Spice King as skilled as you are."

The Trandoshan then looked at the others in the group. A Weequay and a figure in strange armor were there, both relatively unacquainted to him. They got a brief, quick bob of the head. He recognized Ashalah, an often bodyguard and assassin of the mighty Sempra, and respectfully nodded in greeting.

And then there was Thraxis. Vinskk wasn't too fond of the Zeltron, who seemed disrespectful to the scaly Boss. The way he played those silly mind games really irked him. And don't get Revamp started on that asylum he built for the certain lady he hated with a passion. Call him a brute or crude, but there was something effective about direct force that the Trandoshan loved. Yes, there is a time and place for diplomacy and subterfuge.

But blasters and knives are so flashy.

Revamp hissed at Thraxis in greeting, towering over the Zeltron.

"Mr. Thraxis."

He had said this with an icy undertone, one that implied forced formality. His slaver bodyguards kept a close eye on the encouragement, ready to jump in if an unlikely argument or altercation occurred. The Trandoshan blinked, fixing his cold eyes on the purple face of the Jackal before him.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Ka-Aver"] [member="Ashalah Ky"] [member="Volo Pentag"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Ashalah Ky]

Ashalah looked up at [member="Ka-Aver"] as he took a seat. Smiling at his either intoxicated, high, or both state, she ordered another drink. It came, she drank, feeling it take effect on her mind. She giggled, leaning closer to him. "Well I haven't seen him around in awhile, maybe I can take you up on that offer." When a new voice, robotic and inhuman in nature, spoke, she glanced over at the armoured man. [member="Volo Pentag"]. She remembered [member="Thraxis"] had told her something about him, but she couldn't remember at the moment. Maybe it was the alcohol.

However, this Volo was not her Tiali. Her Tiali. Why did that sound so weird yet so natural? He wasn't here. "Tiali's not here," she admitted, taking another drink. "And he's not my boyfriend. Not yet at least."

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis looked up to Vinskk, unimpressed by his clear attempt at intimidation, and his hissed voice almost showing that he wasn't one he could handle disrespect very well. Huh. Looks like scales dosent know how to stop mixing business with pleasure. "You know, ya don't need to be so polite. This is a party, loosen up." he said, countering his cold voice with one of zealous joy. "Also don't worry bout Cadan, I'm sure we got some medics round here. We wouldn't be providing the Spice for all these dumb-asses if we couldn't keep 'em alive." he continued, an undertone of respect was starting to form for the pure reason of Irking Scaley-McGee.

Thraxis eyes quickly averted away, watching as the person who approached Sempra disembarked quickly and catching her self a pint. "Barkeep, send the little lady down there something strong. Likely the strongest ya got." he requested flashing thirty credits his way, "Keep the change." he said, knowing full well that she would need something strong to get the taste of Sempra out of her mouth.

He turned back to Vinskk, "So then. That all you wanted or did ya' want a pint yourself? Healthier then spice and tastes betta' ta boot." he asserted, his hand pulling a bottle of liquor and chugging it down, overflowing and streaming down his cheek.
[member="Vinskk Revamp"]
[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]
[member="Alicia Drey"]
[member="Ka-Aver"]
[member="Volo Pentag"]

 

[Alicia Drey]

[member="Thraxis"]

Alicia was still having trouble getting Sempra out of her mouth, when a droid approached her carrying a drink. It said: "Compliments of the gentlemen at the bar." Taking the drink into her hand, Alicia turned her gaze to where the droid pointed at. There was a man looking at her, with the type of aura that resonated scoundrel.

Lifting her glass in toast to the man, she lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. Instantly, he throat felt on fire. But at least, she no longer had the taste of the galaxies most powerful Hutt on her tongue anymore.

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

Vinskk waved a servant over and made a request.

"Juma. On the rocks. Keep it coming."

The slave ran off while the Trandoshan looked back at Thraxis. The scaly lizard winced at the sharp odor of alcohol emanating from the Zeltron's body. He's been drinking a lot, made clear by the smell of booze and fermented fruit.

Well, time to loosen up. The purple gizka had a point. It was time to party, and hardly anyone went harder than a Trandoshan. Revamp clicked out:

"You know...it's about time I get a break anyway. Now, who wants to have a drinking contest? If any of you are still sober enough, that is."

He grabbed another deathstick from his satchel and lit the bitter stick up, inhaling the acrid smoke and chemicals.

Ah, that flavor never got old.

His challenge floated out there in the circle of degenerates, open for anyone to accept...

[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Ashalah Ky"] [member="Alicia Drey"] [member="Ka-Aver"] [member="Volo Pentag"]

 

[Cadan Tazi]

"Ha!" The single word jumped from Cadan's mouth as [member="Vinskk Revamp"] told him what [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] thought. "Maybe I should go 'ave a talk with 'im." Cadan announced none to quietly.

Cadan threw the bottle up, and let the liquid fall into his mouth. The whiskey was strong, it felt like he had just let some pour lava from Mustafar down his throat. Cadan drained the bottle then slammed it down onto the table. Before scooping up a few shots and down them too. His world was spinning. Now it was time to finish things off with a gorgeous but of spice. The pirate/drug lord consumed it, like a starved slave getting a meal for the first time in a month.

Cadan staggered the turned to his table. "I'm Cadan karking Tazi!" He shouted before going around and attempting to land a kiss on [member="Ashalah Ky"], [member="Ka-Aver"], [member="Volo Pentag"] and [member="Thraxis"] mouths.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

At another climax of the party chains attached to Sempras throne yanked hard and rustled upward into the ceiling - bringing with them Sempras throne along with his entourage.

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He laughed and pointed at the people below encouraging the rouse that was spreading like a disease among the guests.

He spotted figures of note and held out his arms in a majestic gesture as he floated across the space of the room. Slaves on bare knees tossed down credit sticks and small pouches of spice as he did and arms raised to recieve the gifts the hutt so generously spread around him.

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The throne was maneuvered around the room floating in its heavy chains five to six meters above the crowd and then made a circular turn to return to its starting position.

There it landed with the supreme mogul now wearing a jeweled crown upon his head. He chuckled and grabbed the spiced wine offered to him by a cowering slave. He lifted it toward the cheering crowd and drank it greedily.

The feast was coming along very well and he knew that although many were conducting business it was something that was well worth spending credits on. People would want to return to this state for months to come. The dance, the spice, the alcohol. It was a glorious mix of what was the very heart and soul of the cartel.

Glancing he took note of a few attending people. [member="Cadan Tazi"] with his dramatic entrance a while before was surely m,arking his status as lord of the spice mines of kessel, and no one doubted the power of the major domo [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] any longer. the cyborg pirate who held an armada at his fingertips. @ashala ky had turned into a more and more important key figure close to sempra himself, as she never hesitated to perform her duties at his side. Not to mention the countless enemies of the cartel who had experienced their last breath at her command.
And there was of course the slave master [member="Vinskk Revamp"] who had installed himself as a feared slave master in Sempras court. with the dominance over trandosha his influence was unquestioned at the border between Cartel and Republic space.

The names of [member="Volo Pentag"] and [member="Kaster Sane"], [member="Anora Xemo"]had been brought to his attention as well. They were new players in the cartel and what their future roles would hold was still an uncerttainty. But Sempra would make sure to follow them carefully.

Then there was his newest associate - her name was not new Sempra was pleased to see [member="Alicia Drey"] seeking contact. She was an entrepreneur and while he acted as if it did not matter she would indeed be a reliable source to expand on the cartels resources.

Naturally there were many that Sempra did not know in person, like [member="Razor Shot"] but here and there his spies and agents did their best to bring any information of interest to his ears.

 

[Kaster Sane]

As the waitress finally brought him his tray of drinks and then scurried off, The Zabrak began taking the shots of literally flaming liquid and quickly tossing them back one by one till they were gone. As the last shot was swallowed the Mando would let out a shout as he slammed the final glass down hard and quickly buried his face in between the breast of the slaves he'd attained on Nar Kreeta. This was his kinda party and The Hurts were his kinda wretchedness.

 

[Anora Xemo]

Apparently the deal between [member="Sempra the Hutt"] and [member="Alicia Drey"] had gone well enough. During the whole time Anora just made sure the two were uninterrupted. And once it was done Anora watched Drey take her business with [member="Thraxis"] in the meantime. So many faces to remember. That was always the downside to being part of the cartel. It was a matter of knowing who you could trust, and who you knew not to. And then there were those like [member="Kaster Sane"] and [member="Vinskk Revamp"] who seemed more the types to not bother unless no choice.

After that Anora watched as Sempra's throne began to practically lift off the air. Credits and spice tossed about. She only rolled her eyes at the spectacle while thinking how crazy an idea of seeing a Hutt flying would be. During this time BB-7 had managed to roll through the crowds and find her, beeping something to gain her attention. He informed her of the others who had arrived while she was busy watching Sempra, including [member="Ashalah Ky"] , [member="Volo Pentag"] and [member="Ka-Aver"] . These ones seemed more like little leagues. Rookies at best. Still knowing they were there was enough to keep her up-to-date.

She nodded to BB-7 before saying "Good work. Keep an eye on them. I need another drink."

The droid gave a disappointing beep as Anora walked off. During her trip back to the bar she passed [member="Cadan Tazi"] , if only seeing eye-to-eye for a brief moment before passing on. Another Duros pirate was all she saw.

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

Vinskk looked at the impressive display of the supreme Mogul being hoisted into the air on his platform by heavy chains and nodded in approval. He was making it clear who was the benefactor of this party, and all the spice, sex and booze that came with it. Clever.

The Trandoshan began to click in laughter as credit chips and spice packets were thrown out as goodies and people began to scamper for them. They were like ants over a piece of dropped meat. How pathetic.

He was on his third glass of juma now, feeling a bit buzzed, nothing too serious. A feeling of relaxation washed over him as Vinskk reached for another deathstick, then changed his mind and went for a cigar. The big tobacco leaf looked small in the maw of the lizard as the heavy smoke flowed out, giving the scaly slaver an air of mystery.

Vinskk's comlink on his belt buzzed. Pressing a button, he answered it, the call automatically being patched to an earpiece he was wearing. The somewhat monotone voice of his first mate, Free-Eyes, spoke directly into his ear.

"Hey, boss. How's the party going?"

The Gran slicer was in the Black Talon, not too far from the White Palace.

"Come over and find out, chuba-face."

Free-Eyes chuckled into the comlink he held in the bridge.

"Alright, I'll be there in a bit. Um, you sure it's a good idea to leave Darkgear in charge? Last time he...you know what, I don't even care. Hey, do you still want the suprise or gift or whatever it is that you talked about?"

The Trandoshan clicked in affirmative.

"I'm sure the patrons would enjoy it. See you here, Mr. Eyes."

Now, for the surprise...

[member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Ashalah Ky"] [member="Ka-Aver"] [member="Volo Pentag"] [member="Kaster Sane"] [member="Anora Xemo"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Anora Xemo"]


Whether it was the spice or just his heightened senses, Sane quickly turned his attention to the woman by the bar. He could practically smell the Mandalorian in her and that only made him want her more, Even without her beauty and deadly graces.

Shoving the two slaves off of him and quickly locking theirs chains to the table, The Zabrak made his way through the crowd and over to the bar beside her and cut his eyes to the barkeep..... Oi you! You got anything potent back there? I need a real drink. He yelled at the dumpy barkeep over the music blaring around them before turning to the woman as he waited.

Are all Mandalorians as gorgeous as you? His normally cold tone traded now for one of a more sensual nature as he looked into her eyes and spoke. Or did they clone you from an angel?