Daxton Bane
Character
Had anyone been paying attention to the Hutt they would have noticed that his eyes had a slightly glazed look about them, owing more to the fact that Daxton had Dominated the Hutt and was fully in control of the creature. He had as much free will as a puppet on a string, so that the Sith Lord laughed at the woman's performance.
Perhaps if there was any real danger, the argument would have been persuasive, logical even. But the other players had no idea that it was all a farce merely for his pleasure.
Since he knew for a fact that only one sentient knew his secret and she would never reveal to anyone his ability to shift visages, he was confident they did not know his true identity. As far as anyone could determine, even if they did a molecular check he was Ben Watts.
With a casual extension of his power, moved his puppet and the giant Hutt deferred to him. "Deka sum ol far deak?"
Asking the 'Jedi Master' if he wanted them eliminated.
Shaking his head he said, "Not yet, old friend. But the woman does have a pretty mouth on her. Perhaps I will bed her and see what other sounds she can make." Then the Hutt and he laughed in a menacing manner.
"Who said anything about fighting? You want your credits, we want the product. Nothing changes but before this deal pushes through, we demand your woman prove her mouth isn't her only part she is skilled in using. Make her dance the Dance of Veils and you have your deal."
The Dance of veils was a notoriously sensual dance that left very little to the imagination, and required the dancer to be literally clothed in a shimmering veil, the slightest misstep would leave parts exposed when she would least want them to.
@[member="Kale Arkin"] @[member="Syn"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]
Perhaps if there was any real danger, the argument would have been persuasive, logical even. But the other players had no idea that it was all a farce merely for his pleasure.
Since he knew for a fact that only one sentient knew his secret and she would never reveal to anyone his ability to shift visages, he was confident they did not know his true identity. As far as anyone could determine, even if they did a molecular check he was Ben Watts.
With a casual extension of his power, moved his puppet and the giant Hutt deferred to him. "Deka sum ol far deak?"
Asking the 'Jedi Master' if he wanted them eliminated.
Shaking his head he said, "Not yet, old friend. But the woman does have a pretty mouth on her. Perhaps I will bed her and see what other sounds she can make." Then the Hutt and he laughed in a menacing manner.
"Who said anything about fighting? You want your credits, we want the product. Nothing changes but before this deal pushes through, we demand your woman prove her mouth isn't her only part she is skilled in using. Make her dance the Dance of Veils and you have your deal."
The Dance of veils was a notoriously sensual dance that left very little to the imagination, and required the dancer to be literally clothed in a shimmering veil, the slightest misstep would leave parts exposed when she would least want them to.
@[member="Kale Arkin"] @[member="Syn"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]