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THE GRAND OPENING OF THE LUCKY LADY

Rekha Kaarde

Ms. Sarcasm
Character
THE LUCKY LADY
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Coruscant -
Rekha stood on the walkway before the bar, in her hand she held the tiny remote. Right now she looked at the glass sheen walls before her she knew what lay behind it but it was the outside appeal that she needed, with a single flick of her finger it shimmered and transformed into a two level, wrought iron gateways, with lights and plants. It was her dream, this was the Lucky Lady.

Rekha herself felt like the lucky lady, the japoor snippet tattoo on her right shoulder was her proof. Since she was eight years old aside from one single turn of events everything else had gone quite unexpectedly.

Tonight was one of the culminations of her dreams the opening of the bar and restuaurant. On the bar right now they were lining up rocks glasses, she would treat everyone to her favorite drink, the Imperial. Vodka, coffee liquor and milk. All white. Yes they could order other drinks, beer, wine, something harder, something with no bite, and food well they were stocked.

Behind the bar, and in the kitchen Jarrod her right hand. Her confidant, friend, bouncer, and cook. He was one scary looking guy with a scar that ran down the right cheek but his food....was to die for. Well she thought it was.

The lights came up, the doors opened wide it was time....

the bar is open.

This would be fun, a way to relax
 

Jack Sheltrak

Senator of Zeltros, Former Supreme Chancellor
Character
@[member="Alli Wren"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Carn Dista"]

The chancellor usually wouldn't go to one of the many business openings but he liked the idea of getting down and out with the people of the Republic. He took in the sight of it all while the speeder came to a stop and he departed it letting the entourage follow as needed. Some friends and his vice chancellor. He turned to look at it all and straightened his jacket while walking to the entrance. "A lovely place I must say."
 

Hawk Solo

Well-Known Member
Writer
@[member="Rekha Kaarde"]

Hawk always loved going to parties. He hadn't been to any since joining the Order. Since he heard that the party was going to be held at Lucky Lady, he had to attend. His favorite bartender/owner will be there. He had a small crush on Rekha. He was one of her many admirers.

This wasn't going to be a Jedi function. He decided to leave the robes behind, He had on black jeans and red shirt with black leather jacket.

He was one of the first to arrive. He walks in. "Hi. Place looks great." He gives Rekha his most charming smile. "You really out did yourself."
 
Rebellious Vanguard
Writer
Well, this was interesting.

On world for just a short while, it didn't take long for her thirst to begin to rage. Ventasia needed a drink, and bad. As she slipped into the bar, her eyes panned about. It was obviously new, as everything still looked perfect. Usually, such a nice looking place wouldn't draw her attention. She was more of a dive type of girl, but options were limited. It was like she was always on Coruscant, and wouldn't remain there for long. Stopping in a nice little spot every once in a while couldn't hurt. Unless she saw someone she knew, that is.

"Well, lets see what kind of crowd this plays draws. Maybe I'll even have some fun." Her tongue ran jetted from her mouth, running along her lips slightly as she snickered.
 

Noah Corek

Factory Judge
Factory Judge
@[member="Rekha Kaarde"] @[member="Hawk Solo"] @[member="Jack Harkness"] @[member="Ventasia Terana"]
A bar opening,the perfect place for Noah,and it was on Coruscant,Noah's home planet. As he walked into the bar,he hung his jacket with on a coat rack and once the coat was off,it showed he was a Pyre member and a Colonel. He then sat down at the bar and ordered a drink.
 
Tamara seemed to wander into a lot of bars, bistros and restaurants. Doubtless they were scenes of great evil that needed to be defeated! Or not.

Either way she entered, noticing that the Chancellor of the Republic himself was in the house. Apparently this was perfectly normal and not at all odd.
Going to the bar she found herself near @[member="Noah Corek"] and the owner.
“Ah, Colonel, nice to see you again. No more falling speeders this time I hope!” she said with a smile. “A nice place you’ve got here,” she told @[member="Rekha Kaarde"]. “I’ll take a drink of whatever’s good.”
 

Serah Oricion

Character
Character
Yusam walked with @[member="Jack Harkness"] the entire time, his eyes falling on the bar and studying it for a moment before speaking, of course like always he was dressed in his dark robes instead of some stately uniform. "Agreed it is quite lovely, but what makes this so special? Does an old friend own it or are you just meeting the common people to." He said the second part jokingly, he would never say that with a serious tone as he did not see those of lower political people as any less than him. But that was a thought for another time, for now it was time to see what this bar had to offer. "Well at any rate, after you."
 
This wasn't a Jedi occasion, which was fine with Josh. Instead of his Jedi robes, Josh wore a white dress shirt, black pants and.... Steel toed boots.

Okay, good enough. He looked at the opening curiously as he walked with @[member="Yusan Fenn"] and @[member="Jack Harkness"]. He wasn't much for formal parties or openings, but SOMEONE had to make it known that Jedi weren't just war tools as they'd been seen as these days.

"Quite interesting" he commented calmly.
 

Carn Dista

Guest
C
@[member="Jack Harkness"]

Having been assigned to protective detail to the chancellor, Carn found himself brought along for the ride. Unlike his fellow councillor @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"], Carn was dressed in his usual Jedi attire - while it wasn't as simple as the traditional Jedi robes, it still marked him out as a Jedi. He had remained silent throughout the journey, and even though some of the civilians that had spoken to the Chancellor had spoken to him, he had remained eerily quiet. This was a duty, and it was a duty to be carried out with complete awareness of ones surroundings - idle chatter was merely a distraction.
 

Alan

Blessed are the peacemakers
Writer
Animus walked through the bar, amongst the busy-bodies. Patrons had gathered for the appearance of the chancellor and a few noteworthy Jedi. Good! More cover for him. Walking around the bar in his shirt and hoodie, Animus looked like a typical, not-quite a middle aged dad trying to go out for a new, trendy drink. Meanwhile, back in the business. He looked over his shoulder, as he leaned on the bar, and began to set up bugs. Other Fel agents in the room, sitting at tables, quietly placed the adhesive bugs to the bottom of tables and to the sides of walls, and on other patrons. About fourteen bugs in total. Animus looked to the Chancellor, and then to the various noteworthy people at the bar.

Animus walked briskly, bumping into @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] quickly, and muttered a few apologies. This was a clever ruse, quickly dropping a bug into his pocket. It was small, and probably wouldn't be noticed if he wasn't looking. Besides, hands in pockets near the chancellor and fellow Jedi was a no-go. He looked around, before walking off, stuffing his hands in his pocket, activating the bugs. Time to listen in to the higher-ups. They were all locally bought and purchased with local currency, no trace back to the Fel.

He also didn't mention it to the Imperator, because what he didn't know didn't need to concern him.
 
Luckily, Josh's guard was up. While he hadn't caught the man who had bumped into him slipping a bug into his pocket, he had sensed movement from the man's arm in an interesting direction. And, and the fact that said pocket actually had nothing in it beforehand made him curious.

Sticking a hand in his pocket curiously, out of pure luck, he pulled out the bug. Showing it to @[member="Carn Dista"] and the Chancellor to warn them, the Jedi Master dropped it to the ground silently and...

Splat.

Was the sound of the piece of tech as his steel toed boot destroyed it. Ah, now he renembered why he disliked public outgoings.
 
@[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]

Don’t get involved. Let the Jedi and the Chancellor and his buddies have their night of…why am I going over there?!

Excusing herself from the bar, Tamara walked over to the Jedi. Well, one clearly obvious if unusually dressed Jedi (@[member="Carn Dista"]) and another she was pretty sure was a Jedi (Joshua).
She’d seen the little show go down and approached them.

“I’m sorry, was that a bug?” she asked. The probable operative was long gone. “I found one earlier under the bar,” she said, producing an identical unit from her pocket. A brief gesture of her hand made something inside the little thing crack, but not completely destroyed like the crushed one.
“Curious choice for surveillance bugs,” she posited quietly.

Who was she, and why was she talking to them? She really should have kept out of this….
 

Rekha Kaarde

Ms. Sarcasm
Character
Rekha was trying to keep up with all the conversations being directed at her. She looked over at the lovely most exotic pair of eyes she had ever seen @[member="Tamara"], whatever is good, Rekha smiled. I'm good she thought. "Yes let's get you the Imperial" She picked up the glass and handed it to her just before something caught her attention and took her away.

Rekha looked over at Hawk, "Hey there Hawk, thanks, what are you drinking tonight?" She would try to keep up she really would. She could appreciate Hawk's defined looks as well, she looked dark hair, blue eyes, yes eyes windows of the soul. "You flying solo tonight, or doing your twinkle toes routine?"

Then something else caught her eye the Chancellor, and his entourage. Among them a presence that filled the room. Rekha tilted her head. Whoever he was, wow. The long dark hair, the fully trimmed beard. @[member="Carn Dista"]. It was very clear he was a Jedi but still she smiled.

Rekha was the incurable flirt, the woman who mingled every where learned everyone's names, and tried to remember what they liked to drink she hoped it would work tonight but there were so many in the room, she could see faces, like the Blonde with the Chancellor, But then there seemed to be something going on. Instinct made her want to jump the bar and find out, but with Jedi there she was sure they would figure it out, but still in her place she wanted to know.

Rekha put her hands on the bar, jumped up walked across, jumped down, took a bow and headed toward the group. "Is something wrong?" She looked from face to face.

@[member="Tamara"] @[member="Hawk Solo"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Carn Dista"] @[member="Jack Harkness"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]
 

Jack Sheltrak

Senator of Zeltros, Former Supreme Chancellor
Character
@Tamara @Hawk Solo @Joshua DragonsFlame @Carn Dista @[member="Rekha Kaarde"] @Yusan Fenn @[member="Corvo Anattolius"]

Harkness looked at the ones who had come with him and as the party went about walking and meeting some of the people. Not much but he did like that both Carn and Joshua was here. "Ah Yusan you've been cooped up with your aide too many nights. You got to get out and meet with the people of the planet all of them are great people and what's better, the men and women you meet in bars. Each of them has a story to tell." He kept the grin on while a curious man went about with the jedi master. "Something of interest Master Dragonsflame?"

He was wondering what there might be but there was no time for there there was a woman who spoke and he bowed merely offering a smile to Tamara. "Chancellor Jack Harkness and I do not think we have ever had the pleasure." The sight of the bar owner did bring him some interest while he patted Yusan and Josh on the shoulders. "Alright you two have fun and remember we are the face of the Republic or at least we are the ones they look at to set an example." He let his eyes roam over the crowd while making sure he looked most presentable to the ones there.
 

Hawk Solo

Well-Known Member
Writer
@[member="Tamara"] @[member="Rekha Kaarde"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Carn Dista"] @[member="Jack Harkness"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

"I have the Imperial." He said. The drink looked very interesting. He was type to try new things. "Yeah I'm flyin solo tonight. Maybe later when it not too busy.. I'll take you for a spin on the floor." He says with a grin. He knew it wasn't likely. She would be very busy with her opening but he wanted to make the offer anyways.

Hawk follows her gaze. What that the Chancellor? He never met the man only saw him on the holovision. He looked taller in real life.
 

Serah Oricion

Character
Character
"Face of the Republic, right." He shrugged and proceeded over to the bar, swinging his legs over and sitting down while he took a quick glance at those in the bar other than his own companions. It seemed the discovery of the bug was an interest to everyone around the bar and as a second thought he checked around his on area finding nothing. "Well, looks like they got them all." He said to himself before pulling down his hood and taking out a datapad and small holoprojector so that he could mess with a document he had been working on the last few days, absent mindedly modifying it while he waited for the bartender to approach him. Occcasionally he would glance up though, exchanging greetings with those that sat beside him or came up and talked to him.
 

Arianna Organa

Queen Mother
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This was the perfect cover for what she wanted to do. She knew of this opening for the last few weeks, and in the last few weeks Arianna was making some inquires. She needed some help, after exhausting several avenues to find one person she was able to locate and coax them to come to this opening.

Problem.

She did not really know what this man looked like. She stood outside wearing jeans, shirt, and jacket. She had informed this gentleman that she would meet him here, and they could speak in a public place and if possible come to an agreement.

@[member="Arrbi Betna"]
 
A lone figure in Mandalorian armor made his way through the various streets and levels on his way to his destination. He'd received notice that his services were required, though for what the answer as fairly vague. Either someone wanted someone else dead, or someone needed something done they couldn't trust anyone else to do. Which, if either, it was Betna didn't care. The money was tempting and when it kept increasing the more he'd been reluctant, the more he'd wanted the job.

He was told to meet the employer at some new, fancy bar somewhere in Coruscant. He had the address and the directions uploaded to his helmet's HUD system. He knew that a Mando boy in armor wasn't exactly the most discreet way to do things, but he hadn't been told to come incognito or to come casual. For Betna, his armor was a catch all. Part formal, part casual, part uniform. It was the Mandalorian equivalent of getting away with wearing board shorts, combat boots, and a suit top to any event you could imagine, and no one argued with you. Ever.

He stepped up to the intersection and found the address matched the posh tapcaf he'd found. Shrugging, he adjusted the .44 revolver in his thigh holster and tugged on the weapon sling across his chest. Formal, informal, or neither, it never hurt to have a shotgun with standard flechette rounds loaded and ready to go. Ret'lini. Just in case.

@[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 

Arianna Organa

Queen Mother
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Arianna knew what to expect. Her son in law Dar'yaim was mandalorian. If this Betna was as good she hoped then she had little to worry on. Then she saw him, yes she knew armor and that was mandalorian. But was this him? He was dressed exactly as she thought a mandalorian would be, armor, weapons, no face. She watched his approach he was not the least bit cautious, he had the air and confidence of man accustomed to his work. A sure step, and fluid movement of his body.

If he was as good as his presence implied than she felt safe, but if not she hoped she would find out soon, as her life would depend on it. Her son, and her sister did not know her reasons for coming to Coruscant they had assumed it would be to see the Temple, do some shopping and visit with friends.

But not this time, this time she had something else entirely on her mind. She stepped away from her hiding place, and moved quickly dodging a few customers for the bar. She did not wave her hand, "HELLO" She raised her voice had to know was this him, would he stop.

She stood still.

@[member="Arrbi Betna"]
 
Betna heard the voice hailing him and stopped. His hand casually rested on his pistol as he turned his head to the woman calling out. He looked the woman up and down for a moment and thought. He was never told what the person hiring him looked like, only that they'd meet him here. Betna didn't know if it was a woman or man he was meeting, or even if it was a human at all. He thought a moment more, mulling over how to react, before responding.

"What is it?" he asked neutrally.

@[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
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