"Where are we going? For a drink…"

[Darth Timoris]

The Outlander Club. Originally founded by Volven Roxe and owned by the Baath brothers – it was a hangout for gamblers and glitterati of many species on Vos Gesal Street in Coruscant's Uscru District. It had once been a place of high class, but degenerated over the years.

But it was destroyed in 10 ABY.

However, the Uscru Entertainment District was now home to a replacement – in many ways a homage to that old establishment. In truth only the façade would be recognisable from any rediscovered images – but the clientèle was rumoured to be a throw-back to the old days.

And like the old club, it would feature different floors to accomodate differing needs. At the top there were three floors for dancing, catering for various tastes. Next came three floors of just bars, again reflecting different tempos. There was also two casino floors including games of sabacc and betting on such sports as podracing, nuna-ball, and Odupiendo racing, which were displayed on telescreens.

The criminal underworld was bound to have a presence, including death stick dealers naturally. The lower the level, the more shadowy, illegal activities tended to take place. Fights were even staged between varying combatants.

One floor provided ‘sleeping’ compartments for those who might wish to enjoy the various temporary companions who could be found in the club, suitably dressed to suggest their availability.

Of course these were the best of the rumours so far as the club had yet to be opened and tonight was the opening night. And Melori had two VIP tickets. Being a Sith sometimes had its perks. Did the fact that the location – the intersection of Daring Way and Vos Gesal Street put her off? Not at all. It may have one of the highest crime-rates on Coruscant – but that just added to the thrill.

So she stepped out of her taxi on Vos Gesal Street, dressed in a black dress for a change, and waited for her companion for the night to arrive. A fellow sister of the Covenant. Melori realised she’d not done anything social since she’d arrived at the capital and tonight she was certainly going to let her hair down. So she glanced at the bright lights and soaked up the music and atmosphere literally spilling onto the streets from the various clubs and bars and only added to by the many street entertainers and decided they were going to have a good time.

A truly wicked time to be honest.

[member="Alyssa"]

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[H3xle]

Alyssa was dressed to kill, only in a far different way than she was used to doing. She wore a little black dress that left a lot of skin showing, rather than the armorweave body glove she normally wore, and a pair of stiletto heels that did shapely, attractive things to her legs.. She didn't have her whip at her side, nor her hidden blade bracers or her pistol. Despite the dangers present, the only weapons that Alyssa brought with her were a pair of bladed chopsticks in her hair and her wits.

When [member="Melori Raaf"] approached her about a 'Girls Night Out', she was skeptical at first. She knew she was damaged goods in many ways, it was how she was able to put on a mask of sanity, however as she thought about it, thought back to the years she's been around the worlds of the One Sith, she realized that she had never really had anything approaching a friendship where they just went out. Alyssa decided to give it a try, and now she was walking down one of the most dangerous streets on Coruscant toward the bar where she was meeting Melori.

The looks she was getting, being dressed to the nines and walking all alone, caused her to grin in wicked pleasure. She could feel the emotions and longings she was creating, and the only thing stopping them from assaulting her right there was the fact that in One Sith territory, a woman walking alone wearing the kind of smile Alyssa wore often meant that messing with her would be your last offense of this life.

Alyssa turned from Daring Way onto Vos Gesal and spotted her blonde date for the evening. Her smile grew wider as wicked thoughts went through her mind as she approached. She looked Melori up and down in a way that could make the most lecherous man uncomfortable as she stopped roughly a meter away. She looked into Melori's eyes before she spoke.

"Well, well, well. This is going to be quite a night." A wicked gleam caught her eye as she saw the denizens of this level of Coruscant eye them warily. Two beautiful women out together, and the sheer wicked glee in Alyssa's eyes told of the mischief that would be had.

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[Darth Timoris]

Melori was always the quiet one since she’d joined the One Sith. A rebel back on Corellia, on Coruscant she’d kept a low profile for a variety of reasons. And in combat she preferred not to speak, it tended to unnerve the opponent.

But other than her sister and the responses to questions in class, she’d not had a chance to speak to anyone socially. But the Sisterhood was about to change all that she was sure. She felt she belonged now – and in a way she’d never done before.

“What, no whip?” she joked as she saw Alyssa. She was certainly dressed to kill and the whip might not even look out of place. But then it might attract unwarranted attention – given some of the services that were on offer in the club.

But humour aside, she decided to take lessons from her fellow Sister on the use of the weapon. It would certainly give her a ranged option. Neither girl had their saber with them – that much was clear. But in a club full of excess, there was plenty of ammunition to use should the need arise – the emotions were positively leaking out of the place already and it had only been open an hour.

Any other night, the queue would no doubt be snaking along the road. But tonight was VIP night and so invited guests were simply walking in. It was a free bar and each visitor was given a free amount to wager too.

And ‘sister’ or not, the look she received was not one a sibling would typically be given. It was surprising but not unwanted. The night was young, who knew what they might get up to before the evening was over. And the key was – they had all night and there was so much pleasure to aspire to.

Melori rubbed the tattoo on her arm. “I doubt anyone know what it means, and maybe I should have had it put somewhere more discreet, but I like it and if you’ve got it, you might as well flaunt it, eh?”

She gave Alyssa a wide smile and turned to face the club. “Now repeat after me. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” She giggled and started walking to the main entrance.

[member="Alyssa"]

 

[H3xle]

“I doubt anyone know what it means, and maybe I should have had it put somewhere more discreet, but I like it and if you’ve got it, you might as well flaunt it, eh?”

Alyssa grinned wickedly. She had gotten her rose tattoo in a slightly different place, one that was hidden, despite the low amount of fabric she was wearing. "I can understand that, though I have mine hidden...I figure if someone wants to see my...rose...they will need to work for it." She winked slyly, her tattoo was wrapped from her left buttock around to the front of her thigh, the top hitting the top of the hip bone and the bottom being a few inches down her thigh.

She gave Alyssa a wide smile and turned to face the club. “Now repeat after me. I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.” She giggled and started walking to the main entrance.

Alyssa grinned right back at Melori, though as they approached the bouncers, Alyssa turned her eyes to the hulking brute that was about to block their way in. Alyssa offered the man a sly wink at the same time that she thrust her mind towards his. The type of man who took bouncer duties was typically not the strongest of minds, and this axiom held true now as she had little issue insinuating herself into his. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." She said to Melori as she pointed to a random pair of names on his list. The bouncer marked them as present and let them pass, returning his eyes back to the road as Alyssa slid out of his mind.

"The night is young, we need drinks and entertainment...and if you want to see me do tricks with a whip I'm sure I can procure one around here..." She said as she looked around the club. She saw evidence of some people who, like her, were acolytes of the lash in one way or another. You could tell, because the ones who received the lashing were walking with various parts of their bodies being utilized gingerly, eyes rolling back in pleasure when their partner brushed the lashed body part, imparting more pain. "Where shall we start?"

[member="Melori Raaf"]

 

[Darth Timoris]

Melori laughed. It was great to talk about normal stuff and not have to worry about training or discipline or the subjugation of worlds. She was ambitious and single-minded – but she needed a break and there was every possibility she’d stored up so much pent-up emotion that she might explode if she didn’t give it free vent.

“There’s nothing wrong with making someone work to have you. It’s been so long since I’ve been with a boy; I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like. Well…almost. I mean the ones we hang around with?” She shook her head.

She chuckled again as they approached the bouncers. They were most definitely up to no good and it felt delicious to think it – let alone do it. They passed the burly but immaculately dressed doormen – however expensive the cut of the suit, they still looked like hairless Wookiees.

And Alyssa was right about the order of events. “I need me a Sonic Servodriver and then another two or three and then we need to decide. Dancing, gambling or watching the fights?”

“Or all three of course..let's work it out as we go along.”

The main entrance led on to one of the bars – this one a relatively quiet affair, with background music and clearly for those that preferred to chat over party. A scantily clad pink Twi’lek smiled at them. “The floor above is more lively if that takes your fancy better?” She glanced Alyssa up and down and clearly liked what she saw. “I can escort you there if you’d like,” she added and took them to a lift and pressed the button.

[member="Alyssa"]

 

[H3xle]

Alyssa just barely kept a frown off her face as Melori had mentioned being with a boy. That might have once been a flavor that Alyssa would have tried, but experiences had soured her to it, to put it lightly. Being a slave, more so being a beautiful slave, had not been a kind experience for Alyssa, and she had had more than enough hairy, sweaty men paw at her when the collar was locked around her neck for a lifetime.

Instead of frowning, Alyssa smirked at Melori and nodded sagely, remaining silent on the topic. She'd not been in any form of romantic or carnal encounter for years. Oh, she teased just about everyone who passed her fancy, but that last step was a doozie that she'd not taken for a long time.

"I think we need to get drinks..." She began saying, but trailed off as a Twi'lek appeared and eyebanged them both. Alyssa couldn't help but smile at that.

“The floor above is more lively if that takes your fancy better?” She glanced Alyssa up and down and clearly liked what she saw. “I can escort you there if you’d like,” she added and took them to a lift and pressed the button.

"Upstairs it is." She threw a wink at Melori as they were led to the elevator and they ascended to the next floor up.

The people on the next floor up were much more scantily clad, there were some openly carrying whips and prods around the outskirts of a dance floor, their partners held on either leashes or arm in arm, depending on the brand of...fun. The dance floor had a lot more...suggestiveness about the movements. Alyssa could swear she saw people far further into the throws of passion on the dance floor than would normally be allowed at dance clubs, but this was the seedier side of Coruscant. Alyssa grinned. The Tw'lek led them to a bar, Alyssa waited a moment to see if she would order for them, but when she said nothing for the moment, Alyssa stepped forward and ordered a corellian sunrise, then stepped back and waited, watching Melori and their guide rather openly.

[member="Melori Raaf"]

 

[Darth Timoris]

Melori may have spent six years in a coma, but she recognised the look the Twi’lek gave them both. There was a way of finding out if it was genuine or something they were trained to do – but that wasn’t necessary. It was nice to be admired and twice in the same night? Double the fun.

“Upstairs it is,” Melori echoed and followed the two to the elevator.

The promise of a different vibe per floor was true – whereas the entrance level was neutral to the point of being boring, this was more what she was looking for – perhaps even a little too much…but then you can’t knock what you haven’t tried as her mother used to say. Although Melori doubted she meant bondage in any of its forms.

The noise level was way above what they’d experienced on the entrance floor, so Melori had to raise her voice to be heard.

“Well you promised more lively and you’ve delivered.” She looked across at the dance-floor. “Is that…I mean are they…I mean, does the club allow…” She ran out of words.

The twi’lek grinned mischeviously. “I aim to…please. And as for the activities, are you willing to give it a try?” Her eyes swept across both of them as she spoke. If it was an act, it was a very good one.

Melori glanced at Alyssa. Flirting was one thing. This took it up a level beyond her expertise.

[member="Alyssa"]