Chiasa Kritivaas
Starbird Reborn
Ravens, Allies and Neutral Parties welcome. This is a non-combat thread. Start a fight and I will gamemaster the extensive defences taking you out. After the bounty? This is not the thread to do it.
The Golden Nautolan
The second mega-casino in the Ravens ownership, located on Nar Shaddaa on the edge of the Corellian Sector, made all the more popular now that the original Corellia was in such rough shape. It's roots extended all the way down to the Undercity, convenient for the criminal organization that owned it.
It had taken some renovating after it had been acquired to bring it up to security standards of course, but this was to be expected. It was now in-line with the Dragon Palace, and while it looked like a hedonistic escape, and was, a source of credits and merriment, it was also a veritable fortress. The highest tech sensors and scanners available of all sorts were present at all entrances, weapons were taken off people as they entered. Droid and organic security was everywhere, their arsenal both varied and massive. Overkill was the only kind of kill they believed in if it degenerated to that level. Cameras and listening devices likewise. It was also one of the two places in which the most recent President of the Red Ravens held court.
Which was a rather fancy way of saying she did far too much paperwork for her liking, coordinated complicated schemes, moved credits about to turn them into more credits, and listened to people complain about things.
It was terribly glamorous.
In one of the moments between tasks and people, the elegantly dressed Twi'lek moved to the bar to get a drink. Anders stood behind it. She'd taken to just having him and Declan shuttle between planets when she did, even if it meant she had to pay to move Declans girlfriend as well. No fiance, they were engaged now. Right. It was getting harder to keep track off all these small details, but of such things success was made.
"Here you are Miss."
"Thank you."
She said with a smile, taking the glass off the counter top and turning to survey the main bar room. She sipped it, and sighed appreciatively. Gods only knew what was in it, but it was delicious and refreshing. And non-alcoholic. She didn't usually drink on the clock, and she was always on the clock.
Roving eyes picked out a few Ravens, and her lips twitched up again. It was always party time when you were a Raven. Or at least, that's how it used to be. They seemed to be getting more than their fair share of tragedy and conflict recently, but they bore it well.
[member="Krius Syonis"]
The Golden Nautolan
The second mega-casino in the Ravens ownership, located on Nar Shaddaa on the edge of the Corellian Sector, made all the more popular now that the original Corellia was in such rough shape. It's roots extended all the way down to the Undercity, convenient for the criminal organization that owned it.
It had taken some renovating after it had been acquired to bring it up to security standards of course, but this was to be expected. It was now in-line with the Dragon Palace, and while it looked like a hedonistic escape, and was, a source of credits and merriment, it was also a veritable fortress. The highest tech sensors and scanners available of all sorts were present at all entrances, weapons were taken off people as they entered. Droid and organic security was everywhere, their arsenal both varied and massive. Overkill was the only kind of kill they believed in if it degenerated to that level. Cameras and listening devices likewise. It was also one of the two places in which the most recent President of the Red Ravens held court.
Which was a rather fancy way of saying she did far too much paperwork for her liking, coordinated complicated schemes, moved credits about to turn them into more credits, and listened to people complain about things.
It was terribly glamorous.
In one of the moments between tasks and people, the elegantly dressed Twi'lek moved to the bar to get a drink. Anders stood behind it. She'd taken to just having him and Declan shuttle between planets when she did, even if it meant she had to pay to move Declans girlfriend as well. No fiance, they were engaged now. Right. It was getting harder to keep track off all these small details, but of such things success was made.
"Here you are Miss."
"Thank you."
She said with a smile, taking the glass off the counter top and turning to survey the main bar room. She sipped it, and sighed appreciatively. Gods only knew what was in it, but it was delicious and refreshing. And non-alcoholic. She didn't usually drink on the clock, and she was always on the clock.
Roving eyes picked out a few Ravens, and her lips twitched up again. It was always party time when you were a Raven. Or at least, that's how it used to be. They seemed to be getting more than their fair share of tragedy and conflict recently, but they bore it well.
[member="Krius Syonis"]