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Marcus, having no idea who the insane man presenting him more rum was, accepted the offering without a word. Ripping off the cork with his teeth, he spat it out before grinning to Serrena.
"Your loving frater has a bit of a crush, you see." he said, lowering his voice, "This new girlie who's quite the minx. You'd like her."
Taking a long pull of the rum, he sighed happily. Going back to pet Griswald, he missed completely and just ended up grabbing the holo-star's breast.
"Whoops." he said, sounding thoroughly unsurprised, and then scooped the ferret from her cleavage.
"So yeah, naturally I be wanting a 'word' with this new girl but I figured yer brother would be a more honest match." he said, very proud of himself for his restraint, perhaps even hoping for a reward.
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The Mando'ad couldn't help but smirk at the display before him. He had been thinking about following the Captain's lead if it wasn't for the length of table between the dancer and he. Nothing like reliving interesting experiences, after all.
But, the Mando's attention was somewhat divided in the sense that he was still somewhat puzzled as to current Alema's state. He tried to but it out of his mind, reckoning that if it was really serious, she's say something. He thought it best to leave her be for the time being, though.
"You're good for a lot of things, I'd say..." There was something unsaid in both his words and the very pointed look he gave the Dancer before smirking and returning to the assembly of what looked like a entirely new magazine for his assault rifle.
To the trained, gun-centric eye, the Mando weaponsmith was creating a brand new feeding system to his verpine repeater that would allow him to carry two completely different types of ammunition in the same magazine and switch between them with the flick of a switch that he was currently slipping into place. There was no mistaking that the man knew his guns.
Although he continued to work on his weapon, his mind was only half on the task before him. He gave Serrena another, less hidden glance as he slid a pipe cleaner into the barrel of his gun and use his tool to clean the depths of it's chamber with slow, attentive strokes...
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Serrena purred softly as Marcus retrieved Griswald, conveninently missing and groping her instead. A smile curled her lush lips as pleasure lit her eyes and she leaned back against the table.
Nathaniel spoke softly and left the room, giving her no chance to respond to him. Her features took on a puzzled cast as she watched him go, staring at the door until Marcus whispered to her.
"Oh really? If she's got my brother all hot and bothered, I ought to see if she wants to join the burlesque show...if she does, Captain, you're certainly welcome to sit in on her 'audition'..." Serrena winked, resting her elbows on the table behind her and crossing her legs slowly.
"You're good for a lot of things, I'd say..."
Savin's voice rumbled from just over her shoulder, making the dancer tilt her head to the side to stare at him. Glowing crimson orbs watched him carefully as the Mando'ad pieced the verpine repeater back together again, in a configuration she wasn't familiar with.
The deliberateness as he cleaned the barrel of it wasn't lost on her, and Serrena purred softly at him, winking slowly before turning her attention forward once more. Her eyes flashed as she reveled in the attention, basking in it like the cat who'd made off with a cage full of canaries.
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Marcus' eyes lingered on Savin also, though his reaction was profoundly different than Serrena's. Due to the hue of the man's eyes and the shadows of the room, it seemed as if the young mandalorian warrior was starting at him as he cleaned his barrel so suggestively. Wearing an expression of vaguely hidden surprise, flavored with a light repellence, the captain bared his teeth slightly in a grimace.
"I'll be honest with ye love," he muttered to Serrena so Savin couldn't hear, "He be creepin' a bit."
Shrugging it off--he had seen stranger things--Marcus turned his attention back to Serrena.
"Myes! The House of Burlesque. How is that going?!"
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Serrena leaned closer and purred into Marcus's ear, even nibbling a bit at the irresistable lobe. "You didn't see him a few hours ago..." she breathed softly, for only him to hear. With a wink, she shifted in her seat and reached for a deathstick.
Raising it to her lush lips, she lit it carefully and took a long drag, the smoking passing her lips in delicate swirls. "The House is doing well...I've got a crew renovating the space you gave us, putting in the stage and bolting down the new poles along one side. We'll be picking up the crimson shimmersilk and velvet in two days from Coruscant, for the curtains, and the leather from Tattooine for the chairs. As for girls..."
The dancer smiled, tilting her head and stretching out like a cat. "I'll dance, Raven's coming back to us, and if the new girl is any good, that'll be three. Small to start, but I'll be bringing some girls on board to open for us and warm up the crowd. A few of them owe me favors from our days in the holovid business..."
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Turning away from her captain groping Serrena, Alema went from one bizarre set of sexual overtones to another when she glanced over to Savin, cleaning that damned gun. Out of the frying pan and into the fire tonight. There simply wasn't going to be any escaping the raging hormones of her colleagues.
At least it's not directed at me this time. Serrena seems more than happy to take care of it all herself, Alema thought, the bitterness in her musings surprising even her. Whatever. At least they're still talking and not coupling right here on the table. She had to hold back a smirk. It would almost be worth it to see Savin forced to choose between that gun and a woman.
Alema rested her chin on the back of her hand and observed the others, discussing the new... addition to the list of services offered on the Ferret. She bit her lower lip and lost herself in thought for a moment. There certainly wasn't anything objectively wrong with having this sort of arrangement, and Serrena really did seem to be looking forward to it. In that light, it might potentially be a good thing. Some women really did find the work empowering, and in that spirit Alema could hardly criticize.
If that's their contribution and everyone is happy to it, then good for them. Thankfully there's been no mention of getting the twi'lek to volunteer. We'll see how long it lasts, Alema concluded.
"Well, I hope that goes well for you guys," Alema chimed in. "Always nice to have an endeavor like that to look forward to." She pushed away from the table and rested her fingertips on it. "When you get your friends on board, be sure to send them by the galley and I'll make something."
Alema was about done with the sexual tension flying around the room. Eventually some was going to stick and then she'd really have gotten herself into a mess. "Speaking of food, I'm probably going to have to feed Haly before bed, and it always takes him a few minutes. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
With a nod to the others, she turned on her heel to stop by the kitchen. She wasn't sure precisely how big Haly was going to get but so far he'd been trustworthy enough, more interested in having a mouse under his teeth than a person. Just a small --for now-- and cute little pointy-faced pet. She'd looked him up once, and he was probably some form of python. Soon she was going to run out of in-stock live ingredients to feed the Myrkr constrictor.
So far, though, it had been worth it. She appreciated his company, and all he seemed to ask in return was the right to take advantage of the desert alien's high body temperature.
To a woman who hated most furry creatures for pets, something about a snake was just... cuddlier somehow. Alema probably couldn't have explained it if she tried.
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While the captain was distracted, Saede took a moment to look at the locket still dangling from her fingers. It had been a very, very long time indeed. She knew what was inside.... that single holoimage. Suddenly, the first mate shook her head, slipping the locket into a pocket. She'd worry about it later. Much, much later. Dang little ferret, stiring up memories.
With the locket out of sight, if not out of mind, Saede's attention pulled to Serrena and the topic of conversation.
"Oye, Serrena, about the House!" She called out, heading over to the group. "I think we need to talk. It's about my... well, my 'uniform'." They'd worked out that Saede would cover security. One, because she was suited to the job, two because she'd turned Serrena down when the offer of a dancer had come up, and three they all knew it would still amuse the clientel to no end.
"It got delievered this morning," she grumbled, and it was clear she wasn't thrilled. Fishing into the pocket without the locket, Saede pulled out a small piece of cloth.
"Hey Saede, what's the mask for?"
"It's not a mask, that's the whole outfit," she replied with a growl, not looking at whomever had spoken, but glowering at Serrena. "I'm *not* wearing this."
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Serrena shifted in her seat, her own crimson gaze glowering at the fool who'd spoken out to Saede. It was the quickest way to find yourself in the infirmary - annoying the First Mate. Getting to her feet, the dancer padded over to the redhead and plucked the cloth out of her fingers.
"Good news is, that's actually a piece of the waitress' costume. I have no idea why it got sent to you. Even I know better than to ask you to prance around in this..." Serrena muttered, biting her lip as she gazed at the woman closely.
"Well, you certainly can't dress that conservatively in my House...I don't care if it covers you from neck to ankle, at least make sure its tight-fitting or suggestive in some way. Oh, and black would be best. With a little crimson accent. Could I talk you into a catsuit?" she asked, a bit hopefully.
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Chaos stretched his eyes till they nearly popped out if his head Burlesque now that’s a tasty sound a wide smile snaked upon his face comfy cozy little place of laps and luxuries. Folks that’s my kind of place. He jolted his body up and pushed off whit his hands to land on his feet nearly knock all of the weapons on the gun-loving behemoth.
He started toward the Captain, whistling a small innocent tune. As he passed Serrena he attempted, and cuffed her rear. And in return for his success he received a rather sharp punch to the jaw. Right in de jaw, won’t do that again “So uh hey Cap, main if I could get in on this Burlesque house? I’m pretty good at serving those drinks!”
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Amid all of the chattering and seducing and costume wearing and all sorts of good stuff, a slight squeek infiltrated the room and made its way along the outer edges, in such a way as to not distract people from their fun. Without a word, young Inson Veritas got out a simple suctionbroom annd began to quietly run over the room to clean it. It was his job to clean things, and he liked getting riled up and all that, but in his opinion, the ship's hygenic value sometimes went on the low side, and if he got drunk, well, they would all probably die of something.
Sweeping, he began to quietly whistle to himself, a force of habit, seeing as how he didn't want to be spotted....
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Gavin started to stumble down the hall, after just taking some Reedug. Reedug made you feel happy no matter what, made you laugh at some things that were not funny at all, and helped you feel intense relaxation. As he walked, he almost ran into the wall, but at the last second saw it coming. That was one of the side effects, distorted perception. His vision was only clear for about a foot in front of him, as it went farther out; his vision was hazier and hazier.
As Gavin entered the room, he could see blurred outlines of people. This was bad, to get the right identity of someone now he would have to get right in his or her face. But since he was only going to stop here for a few drinks, he might not have to talk to many people. Making his way over to the bar, he nearly tripped over one of the stools before sitting on it. The bartender walked over to him, and asked him what he wanted.
"Get me a...umm... whatever... you... got."
Now his speech was starting to slur, it would be hard to hide that he was on some kind of drug now.
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Saede didn't know whether to laugh or glower at Marcus. She ended up with a mostly bemused grin. If she hadn't already been cranky about the locket and now the costume mix up, it would have been far more amusing.
"How about this.... we both pick out the ideal uniform and I try them both on," Saede suggested to Serrena. "Then we let the crew decide." The thought wasn't even completely out of her mouth before she regreted it.
Re: Smoking [IC and Open] "You have got yourself a deal, Twenty-four..." Serrena grinned, clapping with delight.
"In fact...I'll be right back. There HAS to be something in my closet or the costume box I've got for you..." The dancer dashed out of the room and back to her quartes.
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"Oh crikey, she thought I meant right now....." Saede reached up, slapping her forehead. In a way, that statement had been a stalling tactic. She hadn't expected Serrena to scamper off immediately!
"I'll be right back," she sighed, heading out to her own berth. Now what in the heck was she supose to scrounge out of there?
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Gavin started tapping his fingers on the bar counter, untill he finally got his drink. Looking very closely at the brown colored liquid inside, he had no idea what it was. It turned out to be a little of every drink mixed into a glass. Gavin took one sip, and almost gagged. Thanks to the drugs he was on, they helped control nausea.
Gavin stood, leaving the sickening mixture on the table. He figured that since he was here, he might as well get to know some of the crew. Only a few feet away, he saw the blurred figure that looked some what like Marcus Grey: The first mate of the ship. Gavin knew it because if you did not know who the captain of your ship was, then you were really in trouble.
"How are you.... Marcus?" By now his eyes were only half open, and he was barely able to stand up. The Reedug was now in it's full side-effect mode.
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Serrena laughed to herself as she rifled through her closet, frowning only when she realized none of her things would fit the first mate, who was almost a foot taller than she was. Biting her lip, the young woman sauntered down the hall, and still barefoot in her pajamas. She hip-checked the door to the storage room open, pleased to find all of the supplies and things she'd ordered for the burlesque house as neat as she'd left them.
She paused, thinking for a moment, before diving into the box that had come that morning from Tattooine with leather sampled. On the off chance that they'd have a particularly tall and lithe dancer in future, Serrena had ordered an extra leather catsuit in longer and leaner measurements that her own and Raven's.
With great delight, she found the package in question and opened it, smoothing out the folds of the very soft, supple, leather garment. A soft shade of black, it was both sexy and subtle, conforming to every curve without being tastelessly tight. The long front zipper could be adjusted to Saede's liking, though the dancer had the notion that if Twenty-Four wore it, it would be zipped completely up.
With her prize in her fingers, she made her way back to the observatory to wait for Saede, taking a pair of spike heeled boots to match the catsuit along. Just in case.
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Marcus chuckled, "Course you can, Chaos. So long as I get me drinks for free, ye can be the lunatic pourin' 'em."
Then the captain looked to a new recruit he hadn't met before. However just seeing the man drunk off of his arse already told Marcus that he would be fitting in perfectly. What a nice chap!
"I be good. Just figurin' the state of me ship an' life while balancing out the welfare of the crew and new House of Burlesque. Admittedly I be also scurryin and scroungin up a few new cutter schemes, always needing the extra change, and perhaps a few arms deals." he said, blinking his mismatched eyes and taking in a long breath, "You, mate?"
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Re: Smoking [IC and Open] "I be good. Just figurin' the state of me ship an' life while balancing out the welfare of the crew and new House of Burlesque. Admittedly I be also scurryin and scroungin up a few new cutter schemes, always needing the extra change, and perhaps a few arms deals."
"You, mate?"
Even before mrcus was done talking, Gavin seemed distracted. He kept hearing a loud chirping sound, that seemed to be enclosing him. He looked over both of his shoulders, then down at his feet, then around the rest of the room. What Gavin did not know was that it was an audio hallucination, another bad side-effect.
'It sounds like a com-link.... then why is that damned sound coming from everywhere!?'
Gavin looked back over at the captain, with a look on his face that said 'What the heck?'
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Saede paused, looking at her berth for a long moment before sighing heavily.
"What in the bloody maw can I dig out of here that will make Serrena happy and manage to keep my dignity?" She asked aloud, shaking her head for a moment. The whole room was in a state of disarray; she'd meant it when she told Marcus she'd been getting ready to throw some things out. She'd also been looking for the locket in particular, but that was neither here nor there. Nor was the fact that she had no intentions of throwing that little bauble away. Without too much thought, she shoved tehe random detris of the last few years into the trunk she'd pulled out from under her bunk. The locket was placed all the way at the bottom, and the trunk locked before it was slid home.
Screwing up her face, she started digging through the chest of drawers that held her clothing... not nearly as much as Serrena by any stretch of the imaginaion.
"Nope, too uptight," she said, throwing a high collared blouse over her shoulder. "Too casual," was said of much of her usual attire. "Too imperial," of a naval uniform... where had that come from? "Why do I even *have* this?" She gave the pink jacket a disdainful sniff before it ended up on the floor.
****
It wasn't long after Serrena ended up back with the gathering that Saede entered again. This time however, she sported a resigned expression rather than disgruntled. A few alterations to what Saede considered her "dress clothes", the first mate stopped just inside the door, less stiking a pose and more simply not knowing what to do with her self...
"This is what I've got on short notice," she muttered, barely loud enough to be heard.
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Heedless of the gaping men around the room, Serrena set aside the leather outfit in her hands and sauntered over to the First Mate. With a critical eye, she walked around and inspected the 'outfit' the woman had put together. A smile spread across her features as she nodded.
"Not bad...I'm actually impressed you own anything like that...love those boots, by the way!" The dancer clapped gleefully and retrieved the leather outfit from her perch. She held it out to Saede and smiled.
"This is my idea...I did my best to restrain myself..." Serrena grinned.
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Saede eyed the catsuit dubiously as she muttered, "It's a long story," in response to Serrena's comment about the boots.
Though the look she gave the outfit was dubious at best, the look she gave Serrena was positively plaintive. For a moment she just stared at the dancer.... and then finally she sighed. "A deal is a deal, I'll be right back."
She returned a few moments later, looking obviously uncomfortable, dressed in the catsuit. "If it were anyone else Serrena... anyone else...."
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Nodding as she walked around Saede once more, Serrena smiled and clapped with delight. Plucking a glass of brandy off the bar, she offered it to the first mate and took a sip from her own.
"Honestly, I like the catsuit best...simple, clean look, looks awesome on a figure like yours...I think its perfect. Gentlemen!" Serrena called out, stepping aside.
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The captain, who had been holding it in for way too long, laughed himself into hysterics.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, love, but where in the hell did you get outfit number one?!" tears were welling up in Marcus' eyes as he laughed--even snorting his rum slightly, which burned like hell, "I'm voting for outfit one, just so I can see her attempt to bounce someone from the house wearing it."
Already the pirate was concocting schemes in which Saede would have to kick him, or a pawn of his choosing, out of the club in either ridiculous outfits. Oh the joys of being captain!
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