[Day 1 - EN] Vode An

[Galen Sol]

“You allow your slave a lot of freedom,” Night says as she smiles at Aphr.

“How kind of you.”

Galen raised an eyebrow. "She doesn't belong to me and I haven't belonged to anyone for a long time."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I can. I just don't like to barge through open doors. Is there anything else useful to know about the pair and their context?"

[Aphr Ahaya]

“You allow your slave a lot of freedom,” Night says as she smiles at Aphr.

“How kind of you.”

Galen raised an eyebrow. "She doesn't belong to me and I haven't belonged to anyone for a long time."

Aphr was also curious which way she had meant. "We are both crew members on the same ship" she added.

[Corso Fett]

"I can. I just don't like to barge through open doors. Is there anything else useful to know about the pair and their context?"

“He raised her, but things have gotten strained in recent years, I am not sure why,” Corso says.

[Dapper Dog]

Night smiles and says, “I didn’t mean… I used to be a slave myself so I just thought… I am sorry. It was callous to say. Just you know how it is on Nar Shaddaa, especially for my people.”

[Galen Sol]

"I know all too well." he smiled. "It's alright. It happens. We're all still friends."

[Dapper Dog]

"I know all too well." he smiled. "It's alright. It happens. We're all still friends."

She puts her hand on his and says, “You are too kind and I thank you.” She smiles and then produces a sweet-stick and puts it to her lips.

“Have a light?”

[Aphr Ahaya]

Aphr considered pointing out she was a slave, but decided against it. "It's not a night to think about that, but instead a night to drink and enjoy the party, no? Let's move on from this and go back to enjoying company."

Her Lekku moved to speak to the women in a private way, telling her she knew how she felt.

There was a shake of the head at the question about a light. Aphrs eyes had moved to look over the party again. Wondering where the person that set off her dream-thoughts was.

[Dapper Dog]

Aphr considered pointing out she was a slave, but decided against it. "It's not a night to think about that, but instead a night to drink and enjoy the party, no? Let's move on from this and go back to enjoying company."

Her Lekku moved to speak to the women in a private way, telling her she knew how she felt.

There was a shake of the head at the question about a light. Aphrs eyes had moved to look over the party again. Wondering where the person that set off her dream-thoughts was.

OOC: Roll Force rating please.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"So your suggestion is not out of the blue. This is something I can work with." She finished her drink.

[Galen Sol]

That was easy enough. He took out a small lighter he used for campfires and offered it to her.

It had been a while since he'd needed a campfire.

"Do you have any idea what's going on up there?" He looked up to the private area.

[Aphr Ahaya]

OOC: Roll Force rating please.

Aphr was distracted from the conversation as she tried to look through the crowds...

D1 EN Force rating: 1eF 1 Dark Side

[Corso Fett]

"So your suggestion is not out of the blue. This is something I can work with." She finished her drink.

"Good, enjoy the party, may you find victory vod tomad," he says before moving to speak with Shae.

[Dapper Dog]

Aphr was distracted from the conversation as she tried to look through the crowds...

D1 EN Force rating: 1eF 1 Dark Side

The tendrils of darkness reach out to Aphr… if she wishes to pull them they promise to guide her to her destiny. She feels fear… the anger in the air.

OOC: If Aphr flips a Destiny point, something may happen, but she will suffer 1 conflict and strain for tapping into the Dark Side.

[Dapper Dog]

That was easy enough. He took out a small lighter he used for campfires and offered it to her.

It had been a while since he'd needed a campfire.

"Do you have any idea what's going on up there?" He looked up to the private area.

“Corso Fett is holding court with the Mandalorian leaders, I have no idea who the woman is, pretty though,” she says looking up before taking a deep drag.

“Looking to join up?”

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Ori'jate."

Moyr nodded to him, then to the other officers before she put the mask back on and descended into the hall below, looking around.

[Galen Sol]

"I'm not much of a joiner, but I'm always looking for work." he replied.

"What do you think Aphr?" he asked as he turned to her. Seeing her a bit lost, he became concerned.

[Niall Organa]

This time, Niall wasn't quite dressed quite so formally, a casual evening cloak thrown over his shoulders. On the other hand, his armored clothing only came in one style, and so the blues of his Republic military uniform were visible underneath.

He winced at the volume of the music. "She wasn't wrong." He murmured inaudibly to himself. He moved off to mingle, looking for, by preference, a chatty Mandalorian, although he trusted the Lieutenant to do better than he would.

The bartender puts down a thick ale and then wanders off to tend to more drunk warriors. Niall can see the man he is looking for upstairs in a private area looking down talking to a red skinned twi’lek.

Niall had been about to approach the man's bodyguard, but then Corso approached the bodyguard himself. And the twi'lek left. With a shrug, he walked towards them, slowly and carefully.

"Su cuy'gar." He greeted them, raising his mug. And his voice. "I hoped I might have the opportunity to pay my respects to our host. Captain Niall Organa, Republic military."

[Aphr Ahaya]

Aphr was distracted from the conversation as she tried to look through the crowds...

D1 EN Force rating: 1eF 1 Dark Side

The tendrils of darkness reach out to Aphr… if she wishes to pull them they promise to guide her to her destiny. She feels fear… the anger in the air.

OOC: If Aphr flips a Destiny point, something may happen, but she will suffer 1 conflict and strain for tapping into the Dark Side.

Maybe if I...

She was nervous, and she considered backing away. However, she wouldn't find her answers if she did. So while Galen and Night chatted, she mentally reached out.

(I'll flip the destiny point!)

[Corso Fett]

Niall had been about to approach the man's bodyguard, but then Corso approached the bodyguard himself. And the twi'lek left. With a shrug, he walked towards them, slowly and carefully.

"Su cuy'gar." He greeted them, raising his mug. And his voice. "I hoped I might have the opportunity to pay my respects to our host. Captain Niall Organa, Republic military."

“Republic,” Corso says with a look of disbelief, “are you sure you are not lost Captain?”

Shae frowns as Corso invites the soldier back into the room, “I don’t talk with men that don’t drink.”

He holds out a glass for Niall.

[Moyr Ahaya]

On her end, Moyr reached out too. Despite the positive vibes of festive Mandalorians, the long breath of the Death God allowed her to sense the darker undercurrents...

EN1. Sense, Shrouded. +1 Dark Side from Mask.: 1eF 2 Light Side
- Not converting, success because of the Mask.

[Dapper Dog]

Maybe if I...

She was nervous, and she considered backing away. However, she wouldn't find her answers if she did. So while Galen and Night chatted, she mentally reached out.

(I'll flip the destiny point!)

The tendrils sink into her flesh… she can taste blood as her eyes see the connections between people… the physical wants between Galen and Night… the rage between two Mandalorians… the many tendrils that link to Corso but what captures her focus is the tendril of caustic black that extends from her shoulder tight into the side of the masked twi’lek.

The same mask from the dreams… the same darkness. That same familiar evil.

Moyr can sense someone tapping into the dark side of the Force, it is untrained… like a child learning to swim in a deep ocean. It is easy to see the source, another twi’lek… but behind her briefly she sees the shade of Zash running a delicate finger along the girl’s neck.

The vision is gone as quickly as it came.

[Niall Organa]

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“Republic,” Corso says with a look of disbelief, “are you sure you are not lost Captain?”

Shae frowns as Corso invites the soldier back into the room, “I don’t talk with men that don’t drink.”

He holds out a glass for Niall.

"Pretty sure." Niall said agreeably. "The invitation did have my name on it, and I'd be surprised to hear that there was another Niall Organa here."

He accepted the glass without hesitation. "I respect that. Although my usual requirement is a good firm handshake." He shifted his glass to his left, just in case Corso took him up on the implied offer.

[Galen Sol]

"Aphr? Are you alright?"

[Aphr Ahaya]

The mask!

Aphr is a calm person in stressful situations. She is trained to handle terrifying sights. And yet, the mask from her dreams in the flesh...figuratively anyway (she hoped it wasn't flesh, that would only make it worse) so close to her...

She turned to look at the mask, and the Twi'lek, torn between approaching her or fleeing. Galen and Night entirely forgotten.

The dream didn't look like it was in a crowded bar...