Hazel Zanteres
The Angel/Devil on your Shoulder
It had admittedly came as a surprise to Hazel when she had recieved Joza's message. She hadn't spoken or even seen the Zeltron since the party at Club Blush, and even then there had hardly been enough time spent with her. Although given what that night had led to, the Hapan couldn't really complain about it. Ultimately the contents of the message hadn't been too much of a surprise. Joza had a bit of business on Nar Shaddaa and had predicted she'd inevitably be bored by the end of it. So she had wondered if she wanted to meet up and catch up, have a bit of fun along the way.
Hazel had pondered over it for a bit. She had gotten comfortable on Monastery, teaching in Sanctuary while she wasn't occupied with other duties on the planet or otherwise offworld. But it had been a while since she had the change to take a break, the last of which had been when [member="Irajah Ven"] had taken her to The Black Feather on Maena. Albeit she certainly wasn't looking for a repeat of that or even Zeltros, especially now that she was in a relationship. But a chance to have some drinks and dance with a friend? She was all for that.
So the Hapan was offworld once more, heading to Nar Shaddaa. She had made it planetside just as Joza's business was being concluded. And as predicted the Zeltron wanted to unwind and put a little excitement into things in the wake of how boring the past several hours had been.
The duo had ventured through a number of clubs, consuminga few several drinks on offer and taking to the dance floor. It became a repeated process - a club crawl, until somehow the pair managed to find themselves at a hokey little bar on Nar who-knows-where Shaddaa.
And that was where Hazel was, sat up at the bar beside Joza, arms propped up a top the surface with a near empty glass in hand.
"Baaartender! Another, if you kindly would!"
Did I forget to mention they were drunk?
Surely nothing too bad will happen, right?
[member="Joza Perl"]
Hazel had pondered over it for a bit. She had gotten comfortable on Monastery, teaching in Sanctuary while she wasn't occupied with other duties on the planet or otherwise offworld. But it had been a while since she had the change to take a break, the last of which had been when [member="Irajah Ven"] had taken her to The Black Feather on Maena. Albeit she certainly wasn't looking for a repeat of that or even Zeltros, especially now that she was in a relationship. But a chance to have some drinks and dance with a friend? She was all for that.
So the Hapan was offworld once more, heading to Nar Shaddaa. She had made it planetside just as Joza's business was being concluded. And as predicted the Zeltron wanted to unwind and put a little excitement into things in the wake of how boring the past several hours had been.
The duo had ventured through a number of clubs, consuming
And that was where Hazel was, sat up at the bar beside Joza, arms propped up a top the surface with a near empty glass in hand.
"Baaartender! Another, if you kindly would!"
Did I forget to mention they were drunk?
Surely nothing too bad will happen, right?
[member="Joza Perl"]