Where Is The Edge (D5, EE, Shai's place)

[Dapper Dog]

“Honestly no, okay it seems like it. I swear I am not… not intentionally. I know this looks bad, real bad. Wow this was a terrible idea,” he says with exasperation.

“It’s really good food? Don’t Force choke me.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

She crosses her arms across her chest. "Will be considering it... as the food will determine if I kill you or not for slicing into my private channel. What's your location?"

[Dapper Dog]

“I am mobile, where can I deliver myself for food and execution,” Vain replies.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

She briefly considers just not letting him come... then again, he did seem to have a knack for tracking down info, and if he could get someone to slice the this channel, finding out where she was staying would be child's play in comparison most likely.

"Fine. Sending the adress. Don't disappoint me."

[Dapper Dog]

Van arrives about fifteen minutes later, well he knocks at the door. He is holding two bags of greasy but tasty food, the kind of stuff you find at a local restaurant made with love and care to nurture the soul and the stomach. Vain says, “You have not lived till you had a Sloppy Mo, it’s pretty much the worst thing you can eat if you are on a diet but damn is it good and filling. Messy too, but everything great usually is.”

He whistles and says, “And damn being a Sith is obviously good for the bank account.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Being a Sith by birth, Shaisha was naturally paranoid enough to wear her lightsabers in her belt when she recieved the somewhat mysterious guest.

"It does have its benefits," she agrees with a small smile as she meets him at the door. "Good thing I'm not technically on a diet then. What kind of... food is this even?"

[Dapper Dog]

“It’s the best kind,” he says heading inside if allowed and pulling out a couple wrapped sandwiches with a greasy red sauce coating some kind of chopped meat. Fried root vegetable slices lots of salt, and two blue milk shakes.

“It’s cheap and delicious.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha steps aside to allow him entry inside and walks to the sitting room.

The food is given a sceptical look, but hey, it can't be worse than Academy paste, right?

"You're buying a lady cheap dinner?" she chuckles sincerely and picks up one of the wrapped sandwiches. Meanwhile, her senses were reaching out to get a better feel of this random guy she barely knew... but damn, that greasy food had a very distracting scent.


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D5 EE Sense power on Vain to get a better read on him? Yes we are paranoid!: 1eF+2eP+1eA 2 successes, 2 advantage, 2 Light Side


Stupid Orokos trying to give me Light-side cooties.

[Dapper Dog]

“Cheap does not mean bad, Shaisha. I know all the best places that make the Aurum Rancor taste like Bantha poodoo,” he replies.

“Dig in.”

He picks up a sandwich and starts eating.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

She takes a mouthful, realising that she was actually feeling a little ravenous herself after a long day... and what was probably going to be a long night with Section IX stuff.

"Hhm, this is good," she nods approvingly and picks up one of the blue milkshakes. "So... why are you so keen to track down me?"

[Dapper Dog]

“You’re the most exotic beautiful woman I have come across and living on Nar Shaddaa, that says something. We don’t get many… Sith? I figure the worst uyou can do is probably kill me, the best well, I have a vivid imagination,” he says with a chuckle.

“The honest truth, figure you go that Force thing to see if I try to be dodgy.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha raises an eyebrow. "Vain, are you trying to seduce me? Or merely trying to test to see what I'm capable of?"

She takes another bite, her eyes locked on him as she eats.

[Dapper Dog]

“Why can’t be both?” Vain counters.

“You’re a sophisticated and powerful woman of means; I’m private investigator in way over his head. Sometimes you have to roll the hard six and see what happens. Life is a gamble, so I play to win,” he says.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"How about you tell me a little bit more about yourself then, before I disclose anything more. Let's see what sort of hand you're playing and if your gamble is going to pay off," she chuckles, and bites on the straw of her blue milkshake before taking a sip.

[Dapper Dog]

“Fine, well I didn’t grow up on Nar Shaddaa actually born on Makeb and been stomping around the sector since my teens, didn’t get along with my father, so I had to find my own way. Mother died when I was young, cancer I think,” he says.

“Got good at finding stuff and people and turned it into a job. I pay the Huts their dues and I don’t cross them, it’s been good for me. I am pretty bipartisan, war ain’t got nothing to do with me.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"That's one way of looking at it. War's got something to do with the entire galaxy," she shrugs slightly, though she shoots him a playful smile. "And Vain is... your actual name? Or just a nice work-related name?"

[Dapper Dog]

“It’s a name,” he replies coyly.

“It works for business. Is Shaisha your real name, Sith?”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Believe it or not, it is," she smirks. "Might pick something more terrible and awe-inspiring when I earn the title of Sith Lord. Many tend to do that... though some names are just groan-worthy."

"And believe it or not, I've never had this kind of food before. Makes me want to reconsider what they call 'street food' on Dromund Kaas."

[Dapper Dog]

“I live for street food, never been to Drommund Kaas, that is Imperial territory right? Like the home world of the Empire? Or is that Ziost? I hear they got jungles. Word is Nar Shaddaa used to have jungles… like several thousand years ago, if you can believe it,” he says.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Dromund Kaas and Ziost are both the heart of the Empire, but the home world of the Sith is Korriban. As for jungles... not impossible, something must've been here before all these buildings popped up. Legend has it even Korriban was green and lush once, now it is a barren desert world."

She tries one of the deep-fried root vegetables things.

"Dromund Kaas has a lot of jungle-terrain outside of the cities. The cities are nothing like a jungle though; everything's pretty neat and orderly - Imperial efficiency and streamlined, the whole shtick."

[Dapper Dog]

“I figure you litter and some Sith lord cuts your arm off and you thank them for the privilege, from what I have seen of Imperial efficiency,” he jokes.

“Unless that really happens.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Well, if a Sith catches you doing it, it might happen," she snickers. "Can't be that different from here where if a Hutt feels you look at them the wrong way, you'll get crushed underneath the weight of their slug-bodies."

"Alright. Guess your answers weren't half-bad. Or maybe you're just a lucky player."

[Dapper Dog]

“Hutts are not bad really, figure out what they want, you give it to them and keep your head down. Don’t make waves, and if you do make yourself useful,” he replies.

“Luck has always been one of my skills.”

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Didn't know luck was a skill. Personally, I prefer to just stack the deck," she admits with a coy smile.

"As for making waves, I like to think I haven't done anything that is even of interest to the Hutts. Except for playing a game of Huttball once."

[Dapper Dog]

“Hutts are always watching, always,” he says seriously. “If they act like they don’t know they are probably lying.”