Partey partey.... Ho ho ho

[Anora Xemo]

Anora had been leaning over the bar as [member="Kaster Sane"] approached. Just her luck. The one time she needed a seat to cover herself from anything like this, and what would happen to come over and say something about it? Already having her drink in hand she slipped some of it down just as Sane arrived, shouting for a drink before turning his attention to Anora. She didn't look him in the eye as he seemed to beam at her, not that she was at all interested in a guy who was currently high on his spice and women. She kept her composure even as he made the lame flirting attempt towards her.

In response she asked "I don't know. Do you always chain girls up, or are you just that desperate and perverted?"

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Anora Xemo"]

Having been in enough fiery crashed to know when he'd been shot down, The Zabrak just smiled to her and took his drink and downed half of it before responding.... Are you always so cold and frigid or are you just trying to turn me on woman? If one thing could be said about the Mandalorian he really was persistent, Whether in battle or at a party talking to beautiful woman..... And as for those schuttas....I brought them here to give to the slave master as a gift for his promotion

 

[Anora Xemo]

Anora glanced back at the two girls, still strapped to the table. While she didn't like it she had her part to play in the slave trade. Still the fact that the girls would be nothing more than prizes disgusted her. It wasn't helped by [member="Kaster Sane"] or his comment about trying to turn him on. Men always had that effect, especially the wrong ones.'No' meant 'yes', and 'get lost' meant 'take me I'm yours'. She looked back to him before smirking a little on the side. She turned herself around to have a better look at the slave girls.

"What if I...what if I wanted a girl for myself?" she asked, still smiling.

 

[Kaster Sane]

Well then I may be inclined to give you one.....for a price His smile growing bigger as he thought about the prospect of finally ridding himself of the girls. And if Twi'leks are not your style....im sure I can find you a different variety

He could honestly care less about the slaves at this point in time as he was more interested in the beautiful [member="Anora Xemo"] , No matter how cold and off putting she was attempting to be.

 

[Anora Xemo]

She finished off her drink before whistling to BB-7. The little roller-droid came over and beeped, looking up to both Anora and [member="Kaster Sane"] . She said "Name it." to Sane, indicating his price, before looking back to the girls. They looked nervous but nothing Anora did gave them any sort of clue what her real intention was. It didn't matter. She looked back to see what the zebrak had to say.

 

[Kaster Sane]

Barkeep bring me the bottle and two glasses! His attention now turning back to [member="Anora Xemo"] , only to be drawn away for a moment as the droid rolled up beside them, He disliked most droids....ESPECIALLY his droid. Quickly turning his attention back to the woman as the barkeep presented the bottle and glasses, Sane waved his hand towards the booze with a smile and wink before boldly stating... You want one of them Just drink with me, I find you intriguing and wish to know more about you

 

[Anora Xemo]

She sighed when h called for more booze, making her say "If you're just planning to talk me up all night then you're out of luck. I'm not in the mood for any of that. I'll take both girls off your hands. 500 credits right up front." She turned away and added "Or are you just going to keep trying to woo me until you run out of breath, hot shot?" Cold and cruel. That's how she could be. No tolerance for his sort, who thought she was another girl who fell for compliments and gifts. Not at all.

[member="Kaster Sane"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

Straight to business....I can appreciate that. He liked her coldness and still found her intriguing, But if she didn't feel like speaking then business it shall be. He thought for a moment, He didn't need nor want the slaves but credits were always welcome.

With a quick look to the slaves, Who were now snorting even more of his spice, His mind was made. 500 credits sounds fair enough for those two He must admit he was a bit disappointed that she was blowing him off so casually when all he wanted was to get to know her.

 

[Anora Xemo]

With the deal made Anora pushed herself away from the bar, saying "BB, make the transfer." Her droid beeped a comply before making an artificial transfer of credits to [member="Kaster Sane"] account. He'd be 500 richer from that. She walked over to the table where the slaves were before drawing her blaster. Both were too dulled by the spice to see as she pointed and fired, hitting their chains. Others in the room gasped when this happened but Anora ignored any and all reactions as she picked both of the up by their arms. Despite their dazed mumbling from the spice she said "Get back to my ship and clean yourselves up." She pushed them out the door before BB-7 rolled out, following the two to make sure they knew where to go. She turned, looking back to everyone else in the party, before giving a cold glance and walking off to speak with [member="Sempra the Hutt"] .

 

[Kaster Sane]

Left sitting at the bar shaking his head as she got up and walked towards the slaves, His own hand grabbing the bottle from the bar just as she blasted the chains off the slaves and strolled out behind them. He had to admire her swagger, A cold mix hard ass and beauty, With just enough tenacity to top it off.... Crazy broad He spouted before pulling g the bottle to his lips and chugging deep

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Anora Xemo"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

"As you will it my lord," it was tactful it was short like most meetings between the two it was brief, the two didn't need to discuss anything anymore it was more or less taken care of, he let him to his job and he left him to rule, it was even beyond possible betrayel and political skullduggery, the two were non-changing in the world of Hutt politics, and everything changed in Hutt politics. Of course he wasn't offically more higher than the Hutt council that simpered at the Monguels throne, but the Hutts activities were never offical to begin with. "after this I'll be in the offices if you are in need of my services." he bowed deeply to [member="Sempra the Hutt"], and turned his attention to [member="Alicia Drey"].

"Verywell, sell me some ships."​

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OOC: Sorry for the late reply​

 

[Alicia Drey]

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

Alicia coughed, after exhaling smoke from the cigarette she had lit up. Her eyes surveyed the VIP booth. Although the Hutt Cartel had sliced a small corner of the galaxy, she now sat in one of the galaxies most powerful. She knew she had done well to appease Sempra and now it was time for business.

Interchanging her legs, Alicia folded them once more as she surveyed Flannigan Mcnash. There was something off putting about a cyborg. They inspired the type of fear you would associate with a dealer of death. Before she responded, Alicia considered the being that sat before her, she wondered how many he had already killed in service to Sempra.

"I brought the catalog, for the list of weapons, armor, starfighters, transports and star ships that Emeritus Industries builds and sells. However, the catalog is out of date and doesn't include the latest technologies that we have to offer. You'll need to give me time to compile a new list."

Alicia passed her Lenoi I datapad to Flannigan, that held the old Subach-Innes list. As he read, she continued speaking.

"There is a small problem, however. My old business partner- her name was Circe Savan- recently passed away. We each held a fifty-fifty stake in Emeritus and I still own my half. However, her half has ended up in the hands of a benefactor by the name of Vitor Imperieuse. Despite my best attempts, I have been unable to convince him to sell his shares to me."

"It will be difficult for Emeritus to sell it's catalog to the Cartel until Vitor has been dealt with. You understand what I am asking for, of course?"

 

[Volo Pentag]

Volo sat there listening to the chatter between people, boredom got the better of him "Screw it" he thought to himself. He stood up from the table, and began to walk over to the bar one drink doesn't matter. As he reaches his destination." Hey bar Keep One novianian grog, make it extra strong." Again his voice robotic as if translated into the common language of the galaxy.

Volo waits patiently for his drink to arrive.

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

 

[Ashalah Ky]

Rolling her eyes, Ash pushed herself off the bar stool. Leaving the boys to their antics, she made her way over to the masked man on the other side. Again, [member="Thraxis"] said something about this one, but Ash couldn't remember what it was. "Hey, handsome" she laid a hand on his back, trailing it along to his shoulder than down to his chest. "I bet you're a lot cuter under that helmet." She leaned into him, giggling. Then she leaned back and pulled herself up to sit on the bar counter.

Looking over at the bar keep, she flashed him a flirty smile. "Hit me up with whatever he's getting."

[member="Volo Pentag"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis had finished his last pint of booze and still hungered for more, the tune that ran through the bar was one that he would soon mimic, "Barkeep! I need more booze. This time, I want a keg, and one I say a keg I mean I want a cup and a barrel of booze. Don't care what booze. Just as long as it is alcoholic!" he demanded, temper flaring up as he smelled the scent. He didn't know where. He didn't know how, but somewhere amongst the crowd of dancers, there was a Zeltron afoot. Whether she was a plus one or someone of interest, Thraxis knew that her scent needed to be snuffed out and the best way without violence is more booze.

After a few minutes of waiting he saw the Barkeep return with a group of slaves that heaved and puffed as they dragged along the ground the Barrel of booze. Thraxis eyes lighted up, he had been drinking more and more booze ever since he joined the Jackals and Cartel and was starting to get quite impressed with his tolerance. "Perfect!" he yelled as he quickly grabbed the cup and started to fill it up with the legal mans drug and scoffed it down, one at a time, patiently letting the brown swill tumble down his throat and lower his senses.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

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As the music shifted its tone slightly the crowd was getting slower, more tired. The feast had gone on for days. Many there had most likely lost track of time yet the abundance of wealth being poured over those who had stayed at teh cartels side were truly an addiction in itself. Planets had been discussed, deals had been made and contracts had formed or been lost...​

Another group of people were gatheirng near and around Sempras throne.​

With most still occupied with the party the hutt made sure he had a few witnesses around for his next statement.
[member="Kaster Sane"] had been summoned forth, flanked by [member="Ashalah Ky"] and [member="Uriel"] Sempra looked down upon him.

"You have served me well mr Sane. I trust that you feel welcome in your family? Now, tell me, what is your desire? What would be your goal for the future?"

The hutt asked with a deep voice. his large snakelike eyes watching the warrior closely. He had been told that he was worth keeping an extra eye on.
He had heard allot about what he had done so far. Yet he was eager to hear his thought on his future career.

[member="Ashalah Ky"][member="Kaster Sane"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Razor Shot"] [member="Alicia Drey"] [member="Anora Xemo"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Vinskk Revamp"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

Having made his way to stand before the Hutt Lord, making sure he wasn't over a Rancor pit, The Mandalorian now set his gaze upon Sempra himself as he thought about the Hutts question. A sly smile crossing his orange lips as his came to his conclusion. Sane had always considered himself a simple man who wanted simple things, His ship, his spice, his slaves, and his money.....But that's not what the Hutt had asked him now was it. His answer came carried by his normally cold yet confident tone....... Very welcome Exalted one, I'm pleased to be welcomed by such like minded individuals........And that answer is quite simple really......I want it all....Money, Drugs, schuttas, And what better place to get them than by your side my lord

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

The hutt meassured the zabrak in front of him. He was a powerful warrior and possessed a cunning mind at that. These people could hold a prosperous career in the cartel if they played their cards right. But Sempra cared little for those who never really got their hands dirty with his own business. At least if one wanted to rise in the rank of the cartel. [member="Kaster Sane"] however, had gotten his hands dirty enough to have made enemies. That was a necessity for this next step, to ensure loyalty and a common goal.

"Then my loyal servant it is time for you to recive my blessing." the hutt grinned slyly and held forth his flobby hand. On the center finger a large ring with the Besadii emblem rested.

"Accept my blessing mr Sane and take your place in my inner circle."

@ashala ky [member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Volo Pentag]

Volo Begins to laugh "You have no idea." He looks to Ash "Trust me you wont be interested in what's under here." His drink arrives close afterwards, he slides it in front of him. He slides the top of his mask off, he lifts the drink up to his mouth and takes a large swig until it's gone.

He slides the helmet back on and places the empty glass on the table.

[member="Ashalah Ky"]