"I'll try to find him. I'll check on you later, Janine", Arin replied. Elevators, that was he was supposed to go now. At least the swoop gangers had toned their differences down a bit. But the Zeltron needed to be found and situation with the security to be cleared up. If the security provided by Heigren was enough, then Arin might lay back and enjoy the ride, at least for a while. He wondered a bit whether there was anyone around who would recognize him from the race earlier - if nothing else, that'd be an easy way to find temporary company for the rest of the party.

Arin waded through the crowd, back towards the elevators, constantly keeping an eye out for the Zeltron. He wasn't going to snap Heigren's neck, but there was going to be a bit of a discussion about how to do things, even if the party was a good one.

Location: Sheila's Room

Nothing much happens in here, though Sheila can easily see what's happening outside thanks to her video feed.  It gives her something to watch, at least.  She spots a couple of guys in business-wear get in each others' faces in the function room but even in that crowded space a huge Weequay in help-staff attire has pushed between them and kept them apart, stopped them from trading blows.  Apparently Heigren can anticipate party-trouble.

And then there's some Twi'lek guy who's dancing with some chicks on the other side of the function room...



Location: Function Room

Jit gets a few laughs from his drink-dumping antics but when he shakes his head the flying droplets of drink catch an unfortunate victim - one of the girls suddenly clutches her face, splashes of alcohol hitting her eye.  She pushes away as Jit grabs for her.  Laughter redoubles, though nobody can really hear it, as the woman's friend goes to her aid, leaving Jit womanless and standing kind of awkwardly. 


Location: Devon's Room

Devon's having a bit more luck than Jit.  Well, okay.  A lot more luck.

The Falleen woman giggles at Devon's words and runs a hand over his cheek affectionately.  Then she undoes a snap on her dress and the whole thing slithers down to pool sensually at her feet.  She's not wearing a stitch underneath and she steps out of the fabric gracefully, kicking her shoes off as well before pulling Devon toward and against her toned, curved body for a particularly heated kiss...

OOC: ...and the scene goes dark because this isn't an Adult-rated game.  Alas.


Location: South Hallway

Arin makes his way to the turbolifts with no great effort.  Those Iktotchi women seem to have vanished for the moment.  As he reaches the turbolifts both of them open and three people - a Human and two Devaronians - step out.  They're dressed in wait-staff attire but have the word 'SECURITY' printed on the backs of their shirts.  Heigren is no longer there, just two staff members acting as greeters.

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OOC: If I've missed anyone please let me know.
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Heigren listens on the comm as his doormen notify him the bouncers had finally arrived.  The Zeltron was relieved.  Not because he expected trouble, but maybe now the Talons would relax a little more and enjoy themselves.  They deserved a little fun.

Calling to a nearby staff member he sent him for a washcloth, towel and a large glass of whatever Jit was drinking.  He also sent staff to look after the Twi'lek girls.  He then moved over to Jit and offered him the cloth.

"A bold move and one that would undoubtedly paid off if you'd succeeded.  Still, one does not always hook the lentufish on the first cast."

Sheila continues to watch what;s going on  over her padd.  At one point, she gets up and gets a soft drink out of the minibar, holding her padd under her arm.  When she sat back down, she was sitting in the chair that faced the one she had been in.  She curled up in the chair and continued to work, slipping an earphone in her ear to listen.  She starts rocking back and forth, obviously listening to her choice of music..

Dohr looked in the direction Vyn was pointing and nodded: "Yes. That is Jit indeed." The Kel Dor caught himself just in time before saying anything more. He almost told the Zeltron things Vyn didn't need to know about the relationship between him and Jit. Not yet at least. Silently he wondered whether it had been the pheromones typical to the host's species or just his trustable personality. Dohr certainly didn't feel like the other man was trying to fish anything out of him. No. Mr. Teckla seemed like an honest sort of a fellow.

WIth slight amusement Dohr observed Jit's performance. He couldn't understand a thing about the "lekku-speech" going on between the fixer and the two Twi'lek girls, but Jit's intentions were not difficult to figure out. Even without his background and extensive interaction with members of numerous different species, it would've been clear to anyone that Jit was only trying to get into the pants of either one of the pretty ladies. Unfortunately for the broker, not everything was going according to his plans. "Seems to me my friend isn 't doing too well..."

Obviously Vyn had noticed the same thing and was already walking towards Jit while calmly giving instructions to one of his staff on his comlink. Not sure if he should, Dohr decided to follow the host of the party.

Heigren couldn't help but notice the little nuances is Dohr's mannerisms and speech, especially his focus on the two being friends.  There was something the Kel Dor wasn't saying about Jit.  What could it be?  He already knew that Jit was trying to get Dohr a contract, perhaps even with the Talons so it couldn't be that.  What then?

Then the epiphany hit him like a tidal wave.  What fool he was.  Jit and Dohr were lovers!  Ah that must be it, all the pieces fit.  No wonder Jit was putting on such a overt but inherently poor show of seduction, it was a facade.  The pair hadn't 'come out of the smuggling compartment' as it were.  He was unsure why some people could not just be happy with their sexuality, though he knew the wider community could be hideously biased, especially Imperials.

His mind shifted gears quickly.  He would help this happy couple.  They should be able to express their love for each other freely.  If they weren't comfortable doing it in public, he would arrange for their privacy.  "Perhaps you should get cleaned up.  I'll have my staff find a private room for you.  Doctor perhaps you can help your friend get cleaned up.  I'll make sure people stay out."

Private room? Help clean up? Dohr could see how Vyn might have come to the conclusion, he thought the Zeltron had. The misunderstanding, if there was one, did not make him feel uncomfortable at all. Love between two members of the same sex was not unheard of back on Dorin and he'd naturally come across such things during his travels numerous times before. But even though Dohr hadn't had a serious relationship with anyone in a dozen years, he wasn't looking for one now. And even if he accepted same-sex marriages and love as a norm, he himself preferred women over men.

"Ah.. I am afraid you may have misunderstood the nature of our relationship somewhat, Mr. Teckla. Jit and I, though on a friendly level, are merely associates, not really... hmm. close friends. Therefore I am sure Jit would prefer someone else to help him smarten up. I thank you for the offer nevertheless. I would, however, fancy another drink right now. And perhaps a breath of air too? Would there be a balcony in one of the rooms at this height or access to a rooftop terrace perhaps?

The Kel Dor naturally requires anything but fresh Akarian air as it would be poisonous for him to breath it. But the constant loud noise and crowd are getting to him more and more by the minute. The doctor does prefer quieter and more refined music in a more peaceful establishment over the bustle of a party.

Arin approached the two greeters. "Say, you two wouldn't happen to know, where the organizer of this fine party would be? Could use a word with him." The two might not divulge the location of Heigren if they thought of him as a police or the like, so he added, "I'd like him to plan a party like this for me as well."

The doorman smiled at Arin, not believing his story at all. Still the guy was likeable so he activated his comm. "Where you at boss?"

Getting an answer he pointed.  "He's in the function room near the dance floor sir."
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For the start Jit was disappointed what it came to his intention to arouse the girls' interest towards him. Soon the broker came to a conclusion though that these girls were just too serious personalities to his taste. He was looking for exciting, crazy-minded hotties ready to do all kinds of silly vagaries after all - not some boring female dullards (or to be honest, it was his way to explain himself that the girls' rejection was actually a good thing)! Jit was also used to get slaps on his face due to his lascivious suggestions for beautiful women, so no doubt he would lick his wounds rapidly.

The Twi'lek decided to stay cool but polite and continue dancing. Smiling anxiously, he signed at the girls: [Language unknown: Rutpr voricaenc Bebeme, wilsonomeionwhe ununse soneraous weic nceen m ousourtha ncngto pestce! Int p, allformen i il tawa Linhis-erentinti ou!] Unfortunately the girl who got hit by splashes of alcohol surely couldn't see what he wanted to sign in Lekku language.

Suddenly, the kind host of the party appeared next to Jit and offered him all the help he needed at the current situation. Good things was that Jit's reliable contact doctor Veen was in the function room too. As the music was very loud especially at the heart of the dance floor, the Twi'lek and the Zeltron joined the Kel Dor's company. Even though everyone was more or less forced to yell in order to express one's saying, there were huge difficulties to hear the words clearly.

While missing most part of the conversation, Jit was quite sure that Mister Teckla offered him a place to clean up. Smiling at their excellent host, Jit yelled loud enough so that his words could be heard by the two: A place to clean up sounds wonderful, Mister Teckla! Rough luck with love probably, but we surely have a great host here! Haha, wonderful party, good Sir!

Then a staff member joined the trio and dished out a washcloth, towel and a new glass of drink for the silly Twi'lek. Smiling and nodding happily, Jit gracefully accepted the offered commodities.

Heigren leads Jit and Dohr to an unused suite on the level and steers them both inside.  Being a suite, the room has full washup facilities and there is also an area for the Kel Dor to stand on a small balcony.

The Zeltron remains outside for now.  Partly because he doesn't buy Dohr's 'friends but not friends' story but partly because he knew someone was looking for him.  Sheila most likely he summised.  Out to tell him how irresponsible he was, or threaten him with violence, or both.  He sighed and steeled himself.

"Double shot of the best whisky we have." he called to a passing wait staff.  He figured he'd need it!

Arin thanked the doorman before heading out to seek Heigren. The party was full of distractions, but at least for now, Arin was determined to simply plow through the crowd and leave any suggestions be, as tempted as he might have been.

Location: Various Points in the Party

Here and there members of those opposing gangs can be seen watching each other with caution but there are no further acts of aggression.  Clearly neither gang has come here to actively cause problems; very likely the hotel is considered neutral territory which, of course, works in the Talons' favour.  For now.

Heigren soon has his whiskey and Jit has his privacy, along with Dohr.  Devon is... indisposed and Sheila is busy doing her own thing.

Arin doesn't find it difficult to move through the party but he certainly sees distractions.  The man's not ugly by any means and more than one cute partygoer - most female, some male - give him a good eyeing as he passes.  The wait staff, too are attentive; by the time he finds Heigren he's been offered three drinks and a small plate of canapés.

The content fixer wiped most of the liquor to his towel and followed Mister Teckla's lead to the suite. While walking behind the Zeltron, Jit couldn't help but whisper few enthusiastic sentences at Dohr's ear: This dude is awesome, doctor Veen! There must be tens of important guests waiting for a chance to have a chat or two with our host, and what does this Zeltron do? Spends his valuable time with two Mister Nobodies! Don't have even the slightest idea why he's doing all this for us, but I love it!

So excited he was that Jit's words might have been heard by their host. It didn't seem to bother the broker though.

Having entered the suite, Jit pause for a while to enjoy the view. He wasn't used to such luxury, but now that he had the chance he would surely seize the opportunity! He touched and smoothed luxurious materials and hummed happily. Then he found the room's powerful home studio gears and started to play some hit list shit track really loud, but noticing Dohr's sour attitude, he turned the noise down. Ops, no need for cranky faces, doctor Veen. I know exactly what we need at the moment. A drink. You know, some strong alcohol that'll really toss around that controlled, sophisticated mind of yours so that you can finally let it all go! Fantastic music, free drinks and gorgeous chicks all around us! Let's have heck of a party tonight, friend Dohr. Come on, show those exotic girls what's that Kel Dorian 'cane' truly made of!

Rushing to the mini bar, he started to mix two alcoholic drinks... only to notice that a Kel Dor actually couldn't ingest the content. Oh well, we should better call the room service and order you something strong, my friend. Would love to help you, but... since I'm still somewhat sticky wet, need to do something about it. Please help yourself while waiting, partner.

He smiled wildly, grabbed both glasses and headed to the bathroom to have a shower.

Heigren grinned as Dohr and Jit disappeared into the private room.  Despite Dohr's protestations the Zeltron wasn't convinced the relationship between the Kel Dor and Twi'lek was merely a business arrangement.  He called to a waiter.  "Bring this room a selection of drinks suitable for a Twi'lek and Kel Dor and ensure you supply the proper drinking apparatus for the Kel Dor.  Then deliver it and ensure they are left alone."

Seeing Arin coming through the crowd he waved to him.  "Rathon!  Enjoying the party?  I'd say no as you don't look nearly drunk enough, sexed enough or happy enough.  We can deal with all three I think."

The hotel room Vyn led Jit and Dohr to was really spacious and furnished with very a good taste. There was a feel of luxury in the suite, but it was not overdone. Noticing the smallish balcony, the doctor did appreciate the Zeltron's gesture although in all honesty he would've preferred to be completely alone. He didn't mind the fixer's company, but having spent most of the day with him, Dohr felt like he needed some privacy. It was less than a day since he'd left his clinic behind and already missed the place or at least his personal chamber in the back of the place.

Nevertheless, the Kel Dor gave Vyn a bow and thanked their host for his kindness. As the Zeltron left, Dohr nodded to Jit. "Yes, Mr. Teckla seems to be 'awesome' indeed." He was about to say some more, when the suite was suddenly filled with very loud noise from the entertainment system. Clearly the Twi'lek had found a controller for the device and was trying it out. Jit's own reaction took Dohr by surprise. The man obviously took his feelings into consideration as he turned the volume down immediately. As for him having a sour face… well Jit did know him fairly well and Dohr on the other hand knew the other to be very good in reading people. So maybe he had really reacted to the music showing his irritation on the outside as well...

Watching Jit get a drink, Dohr shook his head and declined the offer to make him one too. "Jit. I need to talk about something with you now that were in a relatively private place. I am sure you would like to get cleaned up as soon as possible, but if you could spare me a moment before you do?" The doctor didn't really give the fixer a chance to object and continued without waiting for Jit's answer: "I had a little chat with our illustrious host and in the midst of it happened to mention my plans to leave Akari behind. To my great surprise he said his group is getting off planet soon and that he might have a job available for me."

Dohr raised his hands to calm Jit down, before the other man had time to comment. "No, no need for you to worry. I let Mr. Teckla know that you were already in the process of getting me hired by another group. But it did strike me quite unlikely that there would be two different groups looking for people at same time. While I am not saying it is impossible, as so many people stop here for some rest and recuperation, I do consider it very unlikely that our host and his friends Ms. Carstairs, Ms. K and the Duros guy are not part of the very same mercenary group you have been talking about. I met the two women and the Duros as well as a human male at the Tracks earlier as I had a look at young K after her crash. Some of them were clearly talking over coms with someone else, so there is at least one more member somewhere. Could be the leader you were talking about."

Dohr walked over to the window and let his eyes wander around the urban sprawl below and around. "Now I do not know for certainty if there is a connection between the mercenaries and Mr. Teckla's group. But if there is, then perhaps y… we can use it to our advantage somehow?"

When Jit entered the bathroom, Dohr opened the balcony door and stepped outside. He closed the glass door behind him, sat down on the floor, closed his eyes and quickly fell into meditation just like his mother had taught him all those years ago.

Arin nodded. "It's not that I would not be enjoying the party. However, I need a quick word with you in private before I get in to the actual fun part", he replied. While he did not exactly look very cross, there was a bit of an edge in his voice that hinted, there was something important to be said. He also nodded to the Kel Dorian in Heigren's company, just to be polite.

OOC: There is no Kel Dor in Heigren's company.  Dohr and Jit already headed off into a private suite.

Heigren nodded and pointed to a side room.  After they were inside he spoke sternly to Arin.

"If you're going to ask me for a specific party favour then by all means ask away.  If you're going to give me a lecture on how inconsiderate, reckless and otherwise dangerous I am then save it.  Galactic Mother-in-Law of the Year Janine Carstairs has already taken care of that."

"I was only going to say, the next time, give us a heads-up before pulling something like this off. And just to notify you, there's at least two swoop gangs onnthe floor that were having a proper Tatooine Stand-off earlier about something. I was planning on getting rid of them by pulling the old 'hey, aren't your bikes on platform three? There's someone messing with them' -trick, but decided to come looking for you first. And also, keep your comlink on, so we can reach you if needed. I've been trying for quite some time", he said, not angrily but equally stern.

Heigren tried not to roll his eyes.  "I already told Janine that I told my guy to invite EVERYONE in the hotel.  He didn't think to invite people on this floor as he assumed you knew, I didn't tell you because I thought you'd got your invites.  It was an honest mistake which I apologised to her for.  Didn't Janine bother telling you that?  I guess not, she's just happy to criticise me."

"Gangers will talk big to each other, that's what gangers do.  This is neutral turf, nobody has thrown a punch and I have security watching it all.  You're meant to be here as my guests, not as bouncers.  Ending up in a jail cell for assault wont please the boss."

"As for my 'work' commlink it's in my room.  Last I checked I'm on vacation.  If you want the comm code I'm on tonight here it is.  It's not encrypted so mind what you say."  He held out a piece of flimsi.

He glared at Arin then forced himself to take a breath.  "Sorry Rathon, I'm not mad at you.  I just spend then better part of ten minutes explaining all this to Janine.  She didn't bother listening to me then walked off.  I figured she'd at least fill the rest of you in.  I should have known.  Look, it's a party, why not try to enjoy it?"

Even though Jit eagered to have his shower, he keenly listened what Dohr had to say to him as the shared information appeared to be very interesting. Jit almost paralyzed for a short while after he realized that Mister Teckla might offer a job for doctor Veen. No way! Doctor Veen was his merchandise for Mister Blossomdancer's mercenary group! The broke Twi'lek was even ready to fight with dirty tricks to ensure his cut on Dohr! The sincere Kel Dohr managed to calm Jit down though, as he didn't seem to have any intentions to pass over the fixer and grab the Zeltron's offer. And that was something Jit valued pretty highly.

Thanks for telling me all this, my friend. Might be you overreact here a bit since Det Akari is an intersection in space travelling, and quite a many groups refill their supplies and recruit crew here. We both know that. And if I were you, I wouldn't accept any work task offered by some wild, unknown space adventurers. I'll deliver you to a safe, trusted mercenary group only - trust me, partner! Naturally his last sentence wasn't true at all. By all means Jit appreciated the Kel Doh a lot - he almost meant what he said when he called Dohr 'my friend' -, but in the end he was ready to do almost anything to earn his cut on the medic. Jit needed the money! And this time it was even true since he had made debts on several persons.

The broker paused for a while and continued: However... Given that your conclusion is the correct one, we might benefit something about it. Don't know yet what it actually could be, need to ponder the speculation more thoroughly. Would be really useful to know whether Mister Teckla truly belongs to the same mercenaries who hired me to deliver them hardware and specialists. Care to ask more question what it comes to that Zeltron's group he's part of? Pay special attention in case he mentions a human guy named... Blossomdancer as his boss or team mate. Yeah, you heard it right, doc: Blossomdancer! Somewhat funny name to my taste, haha!

Jit was about to enter the bathroom, but he turned to the Kel Dohr's side one more time. Ouh, and that Duros you mentioned... I'd be pretty interested about him. Will ask more questions about the dude after my shower. Until then you have some time to think it over if the Duros looked like an aggressive and even some sort of a maniac personality or not. But now, if you excuse me partner, I have two drinks to gulp down...

Finally, the good-tempered Twi'lek had the time to start washing himself.

Arin shrugged. "Well, it's a bit late now. Next time, just tell us yourself. We could have even helped you in the organizing part", he said. He didn't look angry, even if Heigren was a bit edgy at him. Arin could easily understand why - he had been confronted by nearly every Talon separately on the thing that had happened at the race.

Arin slipped the flimsi in his pocket. "I'll give Forim a heads-up on the fact, you seem to have everything under control and then we'll see about the party. You are quite right on the fact, we all need rest and relaxation, but I think you understand why some of us are still a bit edgy. And Janine, well, I'll talk to her and see if I can talk her down. She sounded more like a rancor than human when I last talked with her on the comm."

Heigren shrugged helplessly.  "I didn't want you to help set up, I wanted you to enjoy the party.  Still I guess hand delivering your invites would have been better.  I just didn't think you'd get left out like this."

"But still you're here now so that's what matters.  Tell me your pleasure and I will do my best to make it happen."  As he spoke, Heigren walked out into the main area again.  He couldn't neglect his guests for too long.

Jit found a luxury bathtub in the bathroom! Shouting with joy, he took more sips on one of his drinks and started to run the bath water. Having taken off his clothes, Jit ensured that he hadn't lost any of his important belongings - he had thrown his cloak and leather jacket on the dance floor after all. Luckily, everything seemed to be at their place.

Playing the latest night club hits from his datapad, the fixer patted his hold-out blaster pistol. He decided to conceal the small blaster on a chair behind the bathtub where he could quickly draw the weapon if need be. There were persons who insisted him to pay the debts for them, so Jit had many good reasons to stay alert and keep himself armed. Finally, he grabbed a sponge & bath brush and dove into the bath.

While washing himself and humming the played night club hit, Jit had some time to analyze the resent happenings. It had been a total jackpot for him to meet Mister Teckla! For some reason the Zeltron had paid special attention for the Twilek and the Kel Dohr. And just a moment ago Dohr told him that their host most likely wanted to recruit the Kel Dorian doctor to their team. It must be the reason for Mister Teckla's most polite behaviour! On the other hand doctor Veen's truthfulness concerning the matter had surprised him. Jit was well aware of the Dohr's reputation as an honest and kind-hearted personality. Because of his own tendency to prefer deception and dishonesty whenever such behaviour would benefit himself though, he couldn't actually fully understand why some people were telling the truth when it would hurt their interests. Jit himself would have accepted the Zeltron's offer and kept his mount shut should he had been on Dohr's position.

The fixer sneered and shrugged. He knew very well he was of leech when it comes to morality.

Sheila is apparently engrossed in a holoprogram on her padd.