Tit for tat.

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Location: The Golden Nautolan Casino on Nar Shadda

She had been cleaning up the entire night and was smiling from ear to ear as she laughed and held onto her newly acquired credits, all won through use of the force to mess with the dice. Most of her winnings had gone to buying those around her a few rounds but she was walking away with a good sum as she took a break from the tables, heading out to a balcony to light a miniature cigar.
"Ooh ohh shut up and dance with me~♪" She sang out into busy Nar shadda air as she watched the hover cars race passed bellow and some ships above. With a soft drag on her cigar she let out a cloud of silvery smoke that quickly ran away and out of sight with the wind that had been for centuries trying to topple the permacrete spires of Nar shadda.
Her smile persisted as she took a sip of her drink and then let the very last sip drip down toward the ground a kilometer away or perhaps more. 'i should get going before they catch me, I've had a good run here so I might as well move on now' She thought as she enjoyed the wind a little more while she finished her cigar and then began to head back inside once more.

[member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

It was a little late for this 'before they catch me business'. Zreame was well and truly caught, it was only a matter of 'before they act' at this point, and that time was just about gone as well. Both Casinos generally had a force-user on duty, watching out for force-sensitives. Less because they were concerned about being ripped off and more because when the Sith had made it clear you were on their hitlist you were careful about this sort of thing. Add to that the fact that one of the earliest detection methods anyone could use for finding a force-sensitive was to watch their run of luck and see when it passed beyond believable.

In this case Zreame had been caught on both counts. She was lucky again in one respect however. Chiasa was in house. If the Twi'lek had not been it would have been security she would answer to, when she was around however, Chiasa tended to handle these things herself, as she was currently. Someone ripping off the Casino was probably not a Sith. They were probably either oblivious to galactic events and currents or simple. Or another example of the Force's infamous sense of humour.

Time to make a point then. She stood behind the horned woman, arms crossed, face neutral, between Zreame and escape.

~Those are bad for you.~

The mental voice was matter of fact, and the comment was accompanied by the cigar being pulled away.

"Plus it's a cheap brand. If you're going to do things that will kill you, you ought to do them properly."

Was there double meaning there? More than possible, the Twi'lek was rarely straight forward.

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

Zreame froze when the mental voice came into her mind and [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] pulled the cigarillo away from her mouth and then the twi'lek spoke again. 'I'm boned!' Zreame thought as she couldn't move and most of her instinct told her to get out as fast as she could. "Sorry but that was my last one and since I was leaving I can just buy a good brand then." She then said as she chuckled a little nervously. She hoped that as a general rule, Zreame funneled 80% of her winnings back to the casino she was ripping of but to most that didn't matter when she was caught.

Moving her hands to her hips, resting them just above the hilts of her swords which were tied her belt, she gave a very cheerful smile though her body was tense and just ready to attack or run, though mostly run since the casino did have an interesting reputation toward cheaters to be sure. "So you work here or just a Patron concerned for this lil' Cernun's health?" She then said in a friendly manner, the twi'lek wasn't familiar from the employees of the casino so she couldn't be sure at all, but she was a force user and that unnerved the Cernun for some reason.

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

The fact that the woman had gotten through all the weapons scanners at the doors with the swords was something of a mystery. It was a safe bet someone else had already lost their job and that even with Chiasa handling this perfectly there were likely security minding things very carefully. Even assuming the Twi'lek herself chose not to react, drawing them would likely be a bad move on the part of the Cernun.

"A patron? Not precisely."

Here there was dark amusement tingeing Chiasas voice.

"I own the Casino. Or more precisely, the President of the Red Ravens owns the Casino, and since that is currently me.."

Regardless of how new this woman was, chances were anyone on Nar Shaddaa had her mention of the Red Ravens somewhere in some fashion. She'd not just ripped off a Casino, she'd ripped off a Casino owned by the biggest criminal faction currently operating in the Galaxy and was staring down the woman who held them together and in line.

"Generally people who steal from the Ravens do not get to walk away. You should be more careful, you'll fool some, but there are more in the galaxy far more skilled in those tricks than you are."

Balls of fire licked into being, hovering in the air, flanking the Twi'lek. Another obstacle between Zreame and escape. And quite frankly normally a good way to impress upon a relatively new force user that attack was not a good idea without actually having to smack them down. Chiasa was no Sith, she was not in the habit of just attacking unprovoked.

[member="Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha"]

 

[Zreame Ithrac Zeibitha]

'Oh frak!' She thought when the twi'lek revealed herself to be THE [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]. Not exactly a good night this was heading towards being, not at all. When she spoke about tricks it gave it away that she could use the force and when those balls of fire flicked to life it was dead certain she had power, far beyond anything Zreane could use at the very least. 'Double Frak!' She thought as she took a few steps back and moved her hands away from her swords, moving her hands up to a surrendering posture.

"I don't suppose that I can just return what I've "Won" and then just leave huh?" She then said as she wondered if she should just try and jump off the building and hope that there would be a hover car below her, course she was a realist and that wouldn't happen even if all the suns in the galaxy aligned. She was screwed and she knew it but of course she had to find away out should [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] have darker motives.