Roger Kranos
Flower Man
The Cream and the Crop Casino
Coruscant Underworld, The Azure Rose Nightclub
Late night
"Mmm, yeah..." Head bobbed, face mane fluffed to the fullest of potentials, he gyrated as only an alpha could. Ring of Aza'zoth leading the charge, he held up his fists and did what he did best. Expressed himself. The woman across from him, blue skin and red eyes and a pound of glitter over what skin wasn't hidden behind strings and bow ties. His outfit was a cursory thing, a required mode of communication, sparkling red with a shirt of white half unbuttoned. And sunglasses, for a room far too dark to where 'em. But he was a man that clashed, Christmas every day of the year, and the powder residue in his mustache might have shown that inclination. Until a child ran across the way, putting a halt to the fun as children always did. He shook his head and grabbed the kid but the scruff of the color. Kneeling down, the glasses ran the length of his nose to reveal the vibrant blue beneath.
"Kid, how'd you get up here?" Mouth full of a lollipop, Kranos yanked the thing out, clickity clack of crystalized sugar against white teeth. All snot and cheeks, he looked up towards the bartender. "He yours?"
Bartender, female and homely, Kranos would have been offended by her scowl if it hadn't looked like a rainbow across her face. "Yeah, he's mine."
"Welll, good!" Exclamation came with a smile as he lifted the child up, leaving the woman on the dance floor to boogie by herself. "Just so happens, we're opening a zoo in the bottom floor, below the brothel. Should fit right in." He turned to the child, teasingly holding the candy away before putting it in some unfortunate souls whiskey soda. "Won't you, you'll fit right in, won't you!" Smiling with rows of white, he looked towards the bartender and sat the child across the darkened surface. Lifting up his hand, it shook as he squeezed it into a fist, struggling. With concentration and just the right amount of pizzazz, he extended his finger accusingly at the woman. Squinting, he looked down at her name plate. "Uhh, Ali....Alice!" He snapped his fingers. "I like you, always have. But if you bring your child in here again, I'll be very upset." Pouting, he sucked air through his mustache and smiled. "Glad we could have this talk."
Fully prepared to mount the dance floor once more, he began to sway and turn, just in time to catch a flash of news across the screen. Two attacks, separate flower shops, burned to the ground. Wide eyed, he shook his head and popped a cactus popper of some scrumptious bit of something. Nothing gonna keep him down, not today. Turning back to Alice, he cracked his neck and flicked his fingers at her.
"Get on the horn, call these people. Should be on the directory..." When she waved to tell him it wasn't her job, he grabbed her hand and placed it down on the table. Licking the end of a pen, he scribbled the names, not putting down Mitzi. That little minx would get a call directly from the initiator of such a lucrative meeting. "Tell them their sugar daddy is calling. You get it...sugar?" He scraped his mustache, carsanum falling down on to his tongue. "Do this for me, Alice my dear, and I'll forget you looked at me so menacingly."
Letting go of her hand, he walked over to a separate communication device and called up the purveyor of the Maybell Hotel. Leaving her a message, he scratched his nose and rubbed the length of his finger across his teeth.
"Mitzi, darling. Head on over to the club, we need to talk. Maybell might be getting some unwanted neighbors." The shops were devastatingly close to the Hotel, and the way it seemed, this was the work of another up and coming gang. Otherwise, they wouldn't robed a flower store. What kind of monster takes another mans flowers! Hanging up, he gave another stretch before eyeing the infinity pool. "Mmm, yeah...No, later." He nodded to himself in agreement. "Mmm, later." Walking off with a drink he wasn't aware he ordered, he made his way to the VIP lounge.
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