Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Feb 21, 2014 12:08:18 GMT -8
Raising an eyebrow he chuckled as the trio seemed to flock to him led by a lady. Perhaps this was the day he would finally lose it. To a robot in human form, a Sith Lord and a fully clothed weirdy. Not even the illustrious Adrien Drakyon could attempt such a feat. Playing it cool he ignored the shrinkage the growth of the blur. His partner in crime saving some of his modesty as the blur covered up the "growing problem". Well I had to agree to wear something to get out of my hole so I figured go big or go home. Half tempted to call her a lady he pushed the thought aside, despite this being a safezone for everyone something; maybe a higher power advised him against it. Don't the three of you look ravishing tonight/today, even you Realizing he couldn't tell the sex of a fully clothed Tusken he assumed by the way he drank it was indeed a he. A rather weak stomached he. Mr Tusken.
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Nartaga
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Post by Nartaga on Feb 21, 2014 12:22:50 GMT -8
Nartaga continued to avert his eyes everywhere but directly at Xeonon. It was an easy thing to do without the man noticing, as the goggles hid his eyes. So while he appeared to be looking straight at the man's face, he was actually looking up a the ceiling. By the Suns why did Outsiders have to be so strange? Still he tried to be a bit formal. He was in their Universe now, as the metaphor went.
"I am Nartaga Krish'Rak'R'Crurak, Head Councilor of the R'Crurak clan. It is a pleasure to meet you...uhm? They said you were called Xeo?"
Nartaga suddenly realized he knew no one that was here.
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Lord Sinistra
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Post by Lord Sinistra on Feb 21, 2014 12:27:36 GMT -8
"Lovely to actually meet you both, I'm Sinistra. You can call me Sin or Your Imperial Highness, whatever suits your fancy." There was a devious glint to her eye as she sipped on the whiskey and smiled at the situation. A robot, a Sith, a Tusken and an Imperial Knight. It sounded like the beginning of a bad joke but she was enjoying herself and wanted to see what would happen next.
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Culex
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Post by Culex on Feb 21, 2014 13:56:15 GMT -8
*When suddenly, Culex.
Culex wouldn't miss the Sithies for anything, and when it hadn't appeared at the normal time last year, he was more than a little depressed, fearing they wouldn't return. But as it turned out, they had only been delayed! That meant he could temporarily leave behind his digital body and take physical form once more, and partake in all the pleasures that could come with it.
Culex opened a void in the hall and appeared with his four crystals, gave a roar of satisfaction as he clenched his fists and spread his arms... then relaxed and let his arms fall to his sides as his crystals vanished and the void disappeared behind him. Then he headed straight for the food, just like last time, and began to indulge himself on the wide range of delicacies from across the galaxy...*
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Galdaart Fel
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Post by Galdaart Fel on Feb 21, 2014 14:07:37 GMT -8
Sweeping into the room via a side door, a squad of Stormtroopers secures the most direct pathway to the stage entrance, lining up to face the crowd, weapons relaxed but at the ready while their charge, the Smuggler 'Captain' Galdaart Fel (recently of the Unfair Advantage group) shuffles his way toward the stage door entrance. The Outlander chances a glance over his shoulder at the room, runs a hand through stringy hair, and nods a terse greeting to Sinistra and Xeo, two that he recognizes from the gathering group.
Thumping Fel between the shoulder blades refocused his attention on staying upright, as the shackles around his ankles would only allow a narrow range of motion, and the shove put him perilously close to toppling over. Hurry up, 189247-002. We're late.
Once Fel was led into the backstage area, the troops folded back on his position, closing the door behind them.
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Aerandir Calmcacil
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on Feb 21, 2014 16:11:00 GMT -8
*As usual, the Sithies Hall was beyond impressive. Tons of guests were already present and mingling, and— And Culex was here. Well then, time for the usual strategy: Evade at all costs.
The group had tables reserved for them at the front, but Aerandir didn't make his way there just yet. He hung back, mostly to observe and possibly mingle, though since one of the awards his party was here for—Best NPC—was about to presented, he probably should have ushered his group forward. All in good time, he supposed...*
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Tom Klanzo
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Post by Tom Klanzo on Feb 21, 2014 16:28:21 GMT -8
*Flashy entrances? Fancy dressings? Much ado? None of these things were for Tom Klanzo. So while the Calmcacil party made their big entrance, Tom was simply just... there. No attention to himself, nothing, unless casual clothing drew attention at one of these fancy to-dos. It shouldn't have; just a quick glance around pretty much made it clear Tom would have drawn the least attention, period.
So when Aerandir and crew arrived, Tom removed himself from the wall he was leaning against and approached them with a smirk.*
Here I thought the life of a Jedi was a simple one, and yet you've made quite the extravagant entrance.
*Tom chuckled, mostly joking with him. Still, he couldn't shake his own feelings about the matter. He'd never been a man for festivities.*
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 16:31:48 GMT -8
* Rowan having already slipped in with ease continues to utilize is unknown status to work his way through the main hall and to the bar. Finding an opening at the bar, Rowan leans up against it casually and orders a drink. He takes off his sunglasses and slips them into his inner jacket pocket, Rowan the proceeds to look about at the decor of the hall and the people within*
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Aerandir Calmcacil
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Post by Aerandir Calmcacil on Feb 21, 2014 16:34:20 GMT -8
*Seemingly out of nowhere had appeared Tom Klanzo, to Aerandir's surprise. Not surprise at his sudden appearance, just that he'd been present; Aerandir hadn't expected the man to show up, despite appearing at at least one Sithies event prior. Still, his comments made Aerandir smirk and shake his head, then expectantly glanced around the room. When his suspicions were quite easily confirmed, he looked back at Tom.*
Hey, our entrance is normal compared to most of these guys.
*And in all honestly it was probably tame compared to previous events as well. No matter, the awards were underway, first the Players' Choice awards, then Best Journal of the Whills, then Best NPC... and, despite Aerandir already knowing the results, it was still a bit of a disappointment that One-Bee would not claim the award. He'd have to see how Ambar took this; the family might end up disappointed, sure, but Ambar, well, it was tough to tell how he'd react sometimes...*
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 16:45:35 GMT -8
* Finishing his drink a bit quicker then he had expected, Rowan sets the glass on the bar and gets another...this time a double. Looking down for a brief moment at his watch, Rowan turns and chats back and forth with some of the other patrons at the bar. He claps with the group as ppl receive their respective awards but other then that he stays in his comfort zone*
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Cuyan Skirata
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Post by Cuyan Skirata on Feb 21, 2014 17:03:01 GMT -8
Reyn walked into the hall with his sister on his arm, waving to various people, most of whom he assumed would not know who he was. It made no difference to him, he was enjoying the spectacle. A server walked up with a tray. Reyn chuckled when he saw that it carried a waiver which he signed, while the servers hand brought up a tray of perfectly cut lines of Purple Lotus spice. Reyn accepted the small ceramic cylinder and had a quick bump, before tipping the young lady and looking around for the bar.
"Ah ha! They do have Tihaar! Also, it is my brand, you remember my daughter Athyna of course? She has continued the business in my name. I am so proud of her. Shall we enjoy some?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 17:08:37 GMT -8
* Rowan lifts his glass slightly and nods at the man who had just come to the bar orders hos brand and begins his own party. It was a respectful yet suttle cheers to another person just looking to unwind and have a good time
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Lord Sinistra
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Post by Lord Sinistra on Feb 21, 2014 17:09:32 GMT -8
Unable to contain a giggle, Sinistra excuses herself to run over and greet Reyn warmly with a kiss on the cheek and tight hug. "Reynman, I have missed you!"
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Cuyan Skirata
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Post by Cuyan Skirata on Feb 21, 2014 17:24:57 GMT -8
Reyn was surprised but pleased when small but attractive human woman of middle years ran over to embrace him and kiss his cheek. He smiled and inclined his head to kiss her hand. A small flicker ran through him at the sight of her, a woman he had long desired but had never conquered.
"Lord Sinnamon my dear, you look as sinfully delicious as ever. Alas, the longing for your company has been hard for me as well. This is my sister Shiarael. Shia, have you been introduced to Lord Sinistra before?"
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Post by Zik Kine on Feb 21, 2014 17:25:13 GMT -8
*The echani made his way through the door and into the main hall, making a rude gesture to the paparazzi outside. His lack of formal wear might have been a matter of gossip, or not, he didn't care, as was evident by the pungent paper roll hanging from between his lips. His eyes scanned the room and he raised his left index finger about chin high, using a spark of lightning to ignite the roll. He took a puff and moved into the room, taking in who was there before making a move to jump into anything.*
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Ambar Calmcacil
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Post by Ambar Calmcacil on Feb 21, 2014 17:26:38 GMT -8
*Ambar was mostly quiet, trying not to wear a scowl the whole time. He honestly didn't care much for these types of things or formalities, hence why his suit was more of a "just enough to cut it" sort of getup rather than something as clean and fancy as Aerandir's. Honestly, in many ways, that was the philosophy of his life. He knew it shouldn't have been, and it wasn't true in every area, but that's mostly how it was. Something to shake, he knew. Right now though, he only cared about seeing One-Bee win his award. He hadn't been able to pry any information out of Aerandir the judge, so they had to come all this way to see how it went. If they came all this way for nothing...
One-Bee had merely obediently followed along, having no real opinion or reaction on the matter. He knew the facts: Apparently his talents as an NPC character had been recognized and he was under consideration to win an award for being the "Best NPC." He'd recognized the award title; according to his databases, young Michelle possessed two such awards. While it would have been flattering to be given this award, he was not sure what he would even do with such an award even if he had won one. In fact, he wasn't entirely sure what to do here at this gathering. He supposed he could be useful during a medical emergency, but otherwise he would just simply, well, be there. Not that it bothered him.
The award name was being announced on stage and the Calmcacil family went quiet. The nominees were listed off, concluding with One-Bee's own name, but attached to... Aerandir's? In the brief silence that followed, Ambar hadn't been able to resist calling out.*
Hey, it's Ambar Calmcacil, not Aerandir!
*This was followed by muttering to himself.*
Can't even get the names right...
*This, in turn, was followed by dead silence as the name of the award winner was given, and it was not One-Bee. The family was also silent, looking at Ambar and One-Bee expectantly. Finally, Ambar's fists shook, he slammed an invisible wall behind him, and growled softly.*
All this service to me, and my family, and he gets nothing to show for it?! Why didn't you just tell me not to bother coming?
*One-Bee's photoreceptors blinked, then he lifted one of his hands to rest it on Ambar's shoulder.*
:: Sir, please, relax. It does not bother me one bit that I did not win. All the reward I need for serving you is seeing you and your family remain healthy. As a droid, I cannot compute what I would do with such an award in any case. ::
*Ambar simply stared at him for a few moments, then sighed and seemed to relax a little.*
Fair enough. I'm... glad to hear you say that. Doesn't change the fact my hopes were gotten up for nothing. I guess I should support my brother anyway, since he's up for awards...
*Ambar seemed reluctant to concede this. He'd been cooped up too much, perhaps. He needed to get out more. He wasn't so certain he'd be able to relax and enjoy himself here, but maybe it was a start. He needed more activity, and he'd prefer it anywhere else, but... but this was okay, he supposed. Still, though his writer is perfectly fine with not receiving the award, Ambar himself remained somewhat bitter about it.*
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Ael Jade
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Post by Ael Jade on Feb 21, 2014 17:27:05 GMT -8
"Athyna? Yes, I do." Shia grinned, and then gasped as someone walked through her manifestation and tackled her brother practically. I mean, being a ghost is fun sometimes, but it is still disorienting when someone is standing half inside one's self! Shia made all sorts of faces just behind Sin for the sheer heck of it, and gave her a ghostly shoulder massage in the process with ghostly, ethereal hands that flickered in the light. Peeking around her, she replied to Reyn.
"Absolutely. It has been far too long. I wonder if I can get drunk in this form...and no, no I haven't. I was about to ask who this is. You get around don't you, vod'ika?"
She peered down at herself curiously, then eyed Sinistra's form before rolling her eyes at Reyn.
"Sinistra. What a party!"
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Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Feb 21, 2014 17:42:55 GMT -8
Indeed he had never met the illustrious Sinistra but reputation had proceeded her and unlike so many she actually lived up to the legend. Feeling a sharp breeze Xeonon snapped his fingers as his apparel changed to something a little more acceptable for the situation. In the blink of an eye he was now robed in a black suit with an orange undershirt to match his tie. On his head a stove pipe hat and a cane appeared off to the side. It's a pleasure Master Krish'Rak'R'Curak and yeah I'm Xeonon Solomon recently deceased grandmaster of the Imperial Knights. It's a long story that would take a coons age to tell but it involves three blind men, a dancing girl and being cut in half. Now that he was civilized he reached out in the force and grabbed a crystal goblet to pour the amber liquid in. So tell me what is a Tusken doing so far from home and how does he knew Galactic Basic.
As Fel entered the room Xeo nodded. He had actually forgotten all about the man having died before actually meeting him on Aaragu. It was good to see the man paying for his crimes but the way his clones were treating the man irked him. Tonight was meant to be a night of fun and drinks. They could have at least given him something to drink.
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Morgan Calmcacil
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Post by Morgan Calmcacil on Feb 21, 2014 18:00:38 GMT -8
*Morgan always found the Sithies exciting, there were lots of people, lot of pretty decorations, lots of fun, and the food was good too. She knew of a few nominations, most importantly those of her father, of One-Bee, and even of Jena and Terra! There were others she knew too, of course, but those were the closest ones to her. She hoped they could all win... It would be hard, but they could do it! Right?
Morgan had to admit, she kind of wished she could have been considered for an award sometime, but it was okay; she got to present one at least! And it would be the second time too. She'd done her best to practice something and rehearse it for tonight, and she hoped it was good. Probably not as good as her Best Male presentation, but hopefully good enough. Besides, technically she was included in "Best Overall" whenever her father got nominated, she guessed...
Oh, the first award they were here for, Best NPC! One-Bee was up for that one. Morgan smiled up at him, though didn't know how the droid was feeling right now. Nervous? Excited? Curious? ... emotionless? Not all droids were emotionless, but meddroids tended to be, probably so that they could merely focus on doing their duty. Deep down, she believed One-Bee possessed a better trace of emotion than most other droids of his type, and she knew Ambar believed that, but Morgan currently had no proof.
Unfortunately, One-Bee wouldn't claim the award, and Ambar seemed upset. He was calmed down very impressively by One-Bee with a modest reaction, and Morgan was grateful for that; while Ambar had mellowed down immensely, he could still become fairly inflammatory when he felt someone he was loyal to was wronged in some way.
However, they were moving on to another award: Best Duo. And the winner of this one was... Terra! Well, and Ael Jade, but Morgan only knew Terra, so she was more excited for that. Beaming, Morgan clapped and cheered at the announcement.*
Yay Terra!
*But that left a couple of awards to anticipate before Morgan could relax. Terra was in one more, she believed... and Jena was in the same category. That would be a tough one to pull for... The other categories? She had a clear favorite already. But that particular category...*
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Post by Jake Palmer Calmcacil on Feb 21, 2014 18:18:12 GMT -8
*Jake was... honestly pretty nervous. He'd been around large groups of people before but they were all Jedi, and usually other kids anyway. This... was a different group full of all walks of life. He knew he was safe from everyone and that no harm would come to him, but it was more the... "clash of styles" that worried him. He'd been to one of these before, yes, but it was only one, not enough to get used to it. Everything would be fine, he assured himself, as well as his family earlier. He'd just... well, have to fit in.
One-Bee didn't win NPC? Sad... but One-Bee didn't seem to mind. Terra won an award with someone? That was good! Jake smiled and clapped as well, but currently they were on awards Jake wasn't so interested in. He looked around, wondering who else was here, if anyone they knew was here, what kind of food there was... yeah, food sounded good. Not wanting to go alone, he pulled Morgan off to the side with him in order to go get some food together. And it was good food... definitely a good reason to be here right now. Er, the awards were too, but he was okay with the food as well.*
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