Equipment: Civilian clubbing clothes, vibroknife, holdout blaster pistol
The music was designed specifically at the right tempo to make people want to dance. And layered with loops in such a way as it could go on for hours transitioning over time from one song to another with the same kind of beat and tempo. The effect often induced a trance of sorts and combined with the many party drugs available, one could dance the entire night away without knowing it. The music could keep a sentient going for a long time before they would tire. Which was exactly the purpose.
And it was a hell of a workout.
Jahzra found herself moving in time with the music for the time being wrapped up in the energy of the crowd, moving and jumping with them. A smile plastered across her face. She'd already killed several shots, but with double livers, it wasn't likely to do much more than loosen her up, especially with her speedy metabolism though. But the little purple pill she'd taken a while ago, that had more of an effect. Her skin fairly glowed under the flashing strobing lights. And the heat of the crowd pressed in on her. Were it not for someone who grew up in the club scene on Zeltros, it would have been oppressive. But for her it only made her feel alive, as her species ran a little hotter anyway. A thin sheen of sweat had started to build up from the heat and exertions but she expected that. She'd stripped off her top, leaving her in a thin bikini-style top that was UV reactive along with several crisscrossing lines of body paint across her. It left her able to cool enough to enjoy the sensations running through her.
The music pounded through her body reverberating pleasantly, and even the little bit of sweat on her skin felt amazing. As she danced among the crowd she changed partners now and again, simply moving among them. There were a few wandering hands but she cared very little. Everyone was having a good time, and she needed to blow off some steam while the
Starchaser refueled.
Finally deciding she needed another drink she slipped free of the crowd and headed for the central bar, panting a little.
"
What'll ya have," the bartender shouted over the noise, moving in time with the music when she could get through. Which, for a Zeltron took very little.
"
Mad Mrelf, straight up, and some water if ya got it," she said with a dazzling smile. It was a particularly
strong drink and something most foolishly brave Corellians wouldn't touch. But for a Zeltron? Not that she wanted to water anything down, but she knew if she didn't stay hydrated she'd be having a hell of a bad time later. Especially with how much she danced her ass off.
The bartender nodded as she laced her arms together and leaned against the counter. She crossed her ankles over each other as well. It might have appeared to be a closed-off position, but the movement had other advantages, including giving the bartender just a little bit of an enhanced view. Everybody should enjoy their work and festivities.
At the same time, she cast about, feeling a dark spot in the room, like a bit of cold in an otherwise pleasantly warm room. After a few moments, her eyes were drawn to Nichos. He
looked like he was having a good time, but she sensed he was on the edge of something dangerous.
Behind her the bartender patted the bartop, getting her attention, a napkin over her drink. She picked it up, inspected it, tossed her a credit chit, and downed it with a wink. It burned like plasma all the way down but settled into her belly with a rather enjoyable warmth. Even her mouth and throat settled down into a pleasant glow after a few moments. Following it up with cold water was a refreshing combination and she'd downed half the bottle in a few moments, then drained the other half. Catching the bartender's eye she blow her a very enthusiastic kiss.
The music was in a lull as she moved back out onto the floor but was building into a rise that would follow in a hard drop, which she waited for. As soon as it hit, she was back in the middle of it and looking for Nichos again drawing closer and closer until she was practically in front of him.
As she moved her skin was pleasant red and tingled from head to toe. It was a pleasant tingle and she leaned into it, focused on it as much as she could while dancing and moving closer. The tingle was a sign she was producing pheromones and the more she focused on them the stronger they would be. In this case, she focused on the positive ones as much as she could - attraction, enjoyment, pleasure, and general likeability.
Moving closer to Nichos, she gave him a devilish little smile, drawing into his personal space, as she raised her arms over her head, showing off her curvy frame before letting her hands drift down and into his hair, the sides of his head, and then to loop around his neck, moving with him, with a smile. She was close enough he could feel her moving against him, especially as she leaned close and murmured into his ear, "
Having a good time?" Despite the music, her voice was almost a purr that he could hear as well as feel. More than that she seemed familiar somehow, and certainly seemed pleasantly friendly, moved amazingly with him, like she was tuned in with him. And the way she felt against him and under his hands... could make an hour seem like a second.
