"Give me a minute."  Sheila pulled out her padd and went into her room, locking the door after her.  Then she found a likely spot for hacking into the system, until she was either kicked out or got the feed from the camera's in the hall.

Devon was relieved to see that his room hadn't been broken into and looted or turned into some sort of party sex and drugs den, and after gently ousting a couple of drunken youths in gang colours who'd been propping themselves up against his door, was able to get the door open and get inside.

With a sigh of relief, Devon dumped his bag on the bed and briefly contemplated simply hiding in his room for the rest of the night, but realized Flash would probably kill him if he did.  Besides: party.  Contenting himself with a quick examination to prove that no-one had been in the room, Devon slipped back out and locked the door behind him.

Back out in the crowd Devon drifted with no particular plan in mind, sipping at the drink that had been forced on him as he came in.  Finally he decided he'd better at least try find Vyn and since his quarry was a Zeltron, headed to where the music was loudest...

Flash grunted at CC9's insolence but focused on more immediate issues rather than arguing semantics and the finer points of security.  Whatever Mark had the droid doing, it had to be big.  He turned to immediate issues.

"Janine.  Only attempt to access security if you are confident you wont trigger an alert.  We don't need further. . .complications.  If you do get a feed patch it through to my datapad please."  He was sure Sheila could handle a simple security system but he didn't want her taking unnecessary risks.

"No prob."  Sheila answers absently, she's not having any trouble getting it, it's just the time.  "Let you know when I'm done."

Mika decides to worm her way through the press, wanting to check on her own room.  She wasn't all that interested in the holo anyway, it was just something to do since the higher ups felt she was too much a security risk to have around the hanger anyway.

She puts the stun baton on it's lowest setting and tries to avoid using it, but if the press of bodies is just too thick and they don't have the manners to make a gap for her to slip through, well a bit of a jolt wouldn't hurt nobody.

Location: The East Hallway

Sheila gets in after a few minutes of effort, sliding past the security like it's nothing.  Security feeds ping up on her datapad and, a few seconds later, on Flash's.  Heigren can't be seen on any of them; clearly, if he's even in the building, he's in one of the rooms (where security cameras aren't).

Mika manages to worm her way through the crowd without much trouble.  The press of people is thick but not THAT thick.  None of the Talons' rooms have been breached (except by themselves) as of yet.  As a result, none of their stuff has been touched.

Burly male humans and Twi'leks in stripper-waiter outfits roam the corridors (and presumably rooms) with trays of drinks, handing them out to whoever seems to want one.  Glasses of champagne, shot glasses of liquor, tumblers of brightly-coloured cocktails.  All of the glasses are made of a shatterproof transparisteel, probably crafted specifically for parties such as these.  Whether the bottles break or not these glasses aren't going to shatter unless someone drops a house on them (in which case the party-goers have bigger problems anyway).

Devon's drink is fruity and sweet, not overly but certainly easy to drink.  People jostle him as he wanders, eventually ending up in a large function room in the middle of the floor.

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Location: The Function Room
(( Note: the function room has security cameras.  Flash and Sheila can see the goings-on here. ))

The stage has been dominated by a band made up of exotic species and a few entertainment droids.  Either side of the stage are huge speaker stacks that belt out music, far too loud for conversation, though from the yelling people seem to be trying.  Those people not dancing, anyway.  Half of Akari City seems to be cutting a rug, shimmying, shaking and otherwise Getting Down.  Wookiees, Gammoreans, Humans, Twi'leks, Nikto, some shadowy humanoids that the Talons will recognise as Cor's Umbaran kinfolk - even a lone Jawa is dancing up a storm on the top of a pool table, accompanied by a Squib in a lab coat and enormous goggles and a Toydarian who flutters nearby and sings - likely very badly.

The sheer heat of bodies gettin' jiggy with it is startling.  But the music is actually really good.  If Heigren is here he's likely to be amongst the very thickest crowd of folk.

"Nice work Janine, feed is coming through.  Want to see if Sola will act as our eyes?  She's got the equipment to watch multiple cameras.  Rathon, go check the west corridor.  Rian has the function room.  I'll check out the East corridor again.  Let's find Vyn or whomever is running the show here."

Whilst he had the camera feed, Flash liked to 'walk the beat', get a feel for the area.  Cameras only showed you picture, they didn't give you a feel of the situation.

He left Kimy alone for now as he wasn't sure what she was doing.  Last he'd heard she was heading out to catch a movie so he let her be.
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Janine gets on the talon com (or whatever com will reach her) to Sola.  "Hey Sola, we have a request if you can do it."

"She is... indisposed," CC9 responds with uncharacteristic hesitation.  "If you wish I will relay a message."

In reply to B2-CC9 (msg # 25):

"Fine, can you monitor video feeds if I send them too you?  There's a party happening on our floor, couple hundred people.  We're looking for Vyn in it, if you can find him."

"I am not currently equipped for vid feed analysis," CC9 states, "and cannot reliably receive and disseminate such information at a speed that would be any use to you while also committing processing power to guarding the hangar.  Have you inquired with the organisms at your location as to Vyn's whereabouts?"

In reply to B2-CC9 (msg # 27):

"we're working on it, I was just hoping that our res experts on that sort of thing could help.  Any of you droids good for that?"  she keeps her tone even.

"Are any of us good for asking party attendants where the host is?"  CC9's voice is almost as flat as normal but tinged with something that might be confusion.  "The PK labour droids are the most polite."

"I was hoping to get eyes on the crowd from someone who wasn't actually in the crowd while they were watching it, because watching the crowd is not just about finding Vyn, but since you all are busy and unable to do it, never mind. Please carry on with what you are doing."   She keeps her voice even, although the irritation with leak through.  Smart alecky droid.  She clicks back over to Flash. "Sola's indisposed and all the droids over there are busy."    She flips through the scenes on padd, finding what look to be the most senior 'staff', and heads out to speak to them, carefully locking her door behind her as she leaves her room.  She takes along her id and key, in her most secure pocket, the stun baton in the jacket pocket where she put it, and her padd in her hand.  Everything else is locked up in her room.
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Arin gave Flash a nod and headed out to fullfil the task given. The hold-out blaster was hidden in the folds of his jacket that was resting on his arm, just in case there would be a nasty surprise behind the next corner.

Location: Function Room

Devon is finding the function room pretty devoid of Heigren.  He's finding it really full of dancers, though, and as he meanders on he's jostled left and right.  While most people are dressed to party there are still plenty that look like they came straight from various workplaces - business suits, overalls, uniforms and so on.  All of them look like they're having fun (if you don't count the one or two who look like they're arguing over a spilled drink, a misunderstanding about whose girlfriend is actually whose, someone stepping on someone else's foot - nothing violent, maybe a bit rowdy, just the usually party stuff).

He's just finished his drink and handed it to a dude walking by with a plate of empties when he feels slender, cool fingers close around his.  Someone's grabbed his hand and with a delighted laugh tugs him in the direction of the dancefloor.  Looking around Devon spots an exotic, beautiful woman with jade green skin and a black mohawk-like crest of hair that falls to one side of her face - a Falleen.  She tugs at his hand again, encouraging him to join her.

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Location: East Hallway

Flash kind of hangs around looking... Flashy.  His twitchy, edgy demeanour makes sure people steer clear of him for the most part, peering with his big Duros eyes down at the datapad now and then.

Mika hears the bang of a door behind her shortly after reaching her room as about a dozen partygoers flood into the room.  A couple start kissing against a wall (seemingly on reflex), many start dancing and a couple go to raid the bar fridge of drinks.  A droid hovers in behind, beeping merrily and flashing strobe lights about, while a handsome-looking Twi'lek man brings in a bunch of bottles and starts mixing up drinks on the kitchen island counter.

Sheila, her eyes firmly glued to the screen in front of her, suddenly spots a familiar figure - Heigren.  The handsome Zeltron is dressed to kill and has joined the pair of wait staff at the turbolift to welcome people onto the floor, shaking their hands enthusiastically, laughing and joking as he welcomes a Wookiee, then a pair of Gand (who knows what they're doing here), then a small group of scantily clad Zabrak ladies, then a Kel Dor and a Twi'lek man, then a couple of Humans...

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Location: North Hallway

Arin doesn't get too far, heading around the corner to the northern corridor, intent on making his way to the western stretch of hallway.  The northern corridor is particularly full of people.  Swoop gangers lounge up against walls, a couple of cute Human ladies dance together in a distinctly no-boys-allowed kind of way and up ahead, about halfway along the hallway, a small crowd has clustered around a cheap card table that's been set up.

As he nears he can see the huge, furred bulk of a Wookiee sitting hunched in a chair that's too small. towering over another figure sitting opposite - a Cathar woman.  Both are glaring at one another challengingly and shot glasses - about half of them empty - are lined up in front of each.

A Cathar and a Wookiee in a drinking contest.  Madness.  The Cathar looks like she's doing pretty well, too.

As Arin nears a large figure steps out and blocks his way, leaning casually against the wall.  She's a muscled, toned figure with generous curves and a muscle tee that shows off her impressive biceps.  She's definitely female.  She's also definitely bald and instead of hair she has a pair of long, dark horns that sweep downward from her skull.  An Iktotchi.  Five more Iktotchi loiter nearby, coming out of a nearby room, grinning to one another without a word as the one facing Arin reaches out and runs a finger down his cheek.

"Hey there, handsome," she says in flawless Basic.  "You're pretty cute.  Want to come... 'play' with my buddies and me?"  She winks in a way she probably thinks is enticing.  She's certainly attractive as Iktotchi go.  She doesn't look like the kind of girl who hears 'no' that often either.

Sheila goes to find Heigren,  on the way, she notices people going into Mika's room.  this strikes her as not  right, so she takesa turn to the room.  When she reaches the room, she looks inside, blocking the door from anyone else going in.  And speaks on the talon com to the entire group that has one.  "VYns by the turbolift. And I need one more person for backup at Kimi's room. And if you're in your room now, make sure your door is locked, no matter what side of it you're on."
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Heigren was in the middle of absolute chaos; guests arriving, blaring music, various logistic issues with catering, negotiations with management; he was loving every second of it.  He was very stylishly dressed in an emerald green suit.  A datapad was in one hand and he wore an ear commlink.

Every guest was welcomed with a warm greeting and treated like an old friend.  The fact he knew next to none of these people didn't matter.  How did one become old friends without meeting people?

He'd just finished greeting the Zabrak ladies and admiring their retreating forms when his next guests arrived, A Kel'Dor, Twi'lek and some humans.

He stepped towards the new group and cried with much flair, "Welcome, welcome friends to the party of the century!"  He paused, as if he expected something to happen.  After a few seconds he turned and looked pointedly at one of the hotel staff who sighed, pulled out a party whistle and blew it.

Heigren nodded and turned back to his guests.  "I'm Vyn Teckla, your host.  One moment."

He cut off suddently as he touched his ear comm.  "I said five cases not three, I can't have my friends running out."

He tapped on his datapad and motioned a staffer over.  "Run downstairs, tell them we need another case of Corellian Whisky and to keep those appetisers coming, the braised nerf in Alderaanian honey glaze is especially popular."

He turned back to his guests without missing a beat.  "The band is in the main function area.  Hyperspace Rainbow.  They're going to be big!  Drinks are at the bar in room sixteen and my staff are circulating with those.  The buffet is spread out throughout the floor.  Please respect any locked doors.  Enjoy yourselves!"

He touched his commlink again.  "Who wants to come?  The Akari Hawkbats?  How many?  All of them?. . .No they can't have a private room. . .I don't care if the're top of the intergalactic hoverball league, all my friends are equal here. . .No a donation won't change that.  I have a dozen underwear supermodels here and they didn't ask for special treatment, they. . .Yes underwear models. . .Uh, Novaflare Sportswear I think. . .They'll be here in fifteen minutes?  Look forward to it!

He clicked off his comm and grinned conspiratorially at his guests.  "You suppose I should have told them that they're MALE underwear models?"



OOC: Nice to be back!  Who's going to kill me or will it be a team effort?

Hearing Sheila's call he quickly brought up the camera closest to Mika's room.  He could see nothing unusual save Sheila standing in the doorway.

"What's wrong Janine?  Is Kimi hurt?" he asked as he moved through the press towards Mika's room.  He gripped his stun baton tightly, preparing to fight.

Enthusiastic as he was, Jit’s head eagerly turned here and there while the duo was waiting their turn to share few polite words with the host of the party. And boy he was talking with full of joy! Magnificent stuff! See all these party people everywhere, doctor Veen? Holy Mother Kika’lekki, pure awesomeness! It’s been a hard day’s work so far my friend, but we survived - we did it! PAAAARTY TIME NOW, neat! See that, they’re serving free drinks! Gee someone’s gonna get pretty drunk should they continue doing that throughout the night… Oh no, not talking about you this time doc, haha! Wa… wait?! You hear the music, my friend? There’s a band entertaining the guests! Hurry Major, we must head immediately to the dance floor where the real fun is! Or was it Captain? Your military rank, I mean. No it was Major, remember it now… Almost called you Major Boobs the first time I heard the rank, remember? Hehee! Uups yeah… serious stuff, these military rank things I mean – definitely the last and utterly final time I joke about the matter. Major is it then!

After a breath or two Jit suddenly turned his attention towards the Zabrak ladies just in front of the two. Why hello there, ladies! Having a good time already? Believe me, there are two persons just behind you who’re pretty sure they’ve spotted the best parts of the party already. Yeah, we’re talking about your stunning look and blooming presence! Nothing to see here anymore, could just turn around and fancy you all while heading home! Oh, Please let me introduce myself and my best friend. Over here next to me we have a wild party-animal called Major Veen! The best soldier and medic in the same package! And for your ears only…

Jit lowered his voice… …Major Veen is a true war hero! Seriously injured he was, but the good guy successfully accomplished the impossible military mission alone! Even better than that…He lowered his voice even more so that only the women next to him heard his voice.…Warn you ladies, such a kinky personality he is! Even an open-minded hetero-curious handsomeness like myself has hard times to handle women the way he does!

And what comes to myself... His voice was normal now. …The name is ‘Shak, Jit ‘Shak. Space pilot, demolition expert, adventurer, magician… Doing a simple hand wave and theatrically moving his fingers, it looked as if he would have pulled a coin out of one of the women’s ear. You name it, ladies! We both hope you to have enormous fun tonight. Enjoy your time, and remember: when there’s a huge need of great, masculine company, just join me and Major Veen. Anytime!

After that the fixer gave some special attention to the most gorgeous woman of the group by gently kissing her hand and winking at her. Then it didn’t take long till it was the ladies turn to have to short chat with their host. Finally Jit remained quiet at least for a short whole, although Dohr realized that the excited information specialist had hard times to remain calm.

Laughing cheerfully at Vyn Teckla’s joke, the smiling scoundrel introduced himself. ’Shak, Jit ‘Shak is the name. A man of many skills, we could say. Please to meet you, our host Vyn Teckla. Stunning look, Sir! Just an epic privilege to be allowed to join this most extraordinary party of the millennium! If I’d only have the time to visit my house to wear my top notch suit on! The green-skinned Twi’lek was indeed wearing a bland cloak as well as commoners’ clothes made of soft leather. Anyway, pretty sure that those bat boys of yours will be most delighted to meet the supermodels! Hahaa! Wonder if should stay here a bit longer only to see their faces?! Although there’re many other interesting details to admire likewise…

Mouth open, he started to stare the Zabrak ladies who were just leaving the turbolift area.

"She has a roomfull of people I don;t think she invited in,"  She was waiting for Mika to take the lead on emptying her room.

Heigren frowned suddenly as he saw the drink in Dohr's hand.  "No, no, that wont do."  He grabbed one of his wait staff.

"Get these two friends of mine whatever drink they want and make sure it's in an appropriate receptacle."  Once the waiter had gone he turned back.  "They're good staff but they're distracted.  They'd much rather be enjoying the party then serving."

When he saw Jit checking out the two Zabrak he smiled.  "Not bad.  If you're looking for a little fun on that side of things I suggest you check out room eleven."

Flash slowed as the situation sounded less urgent then he thought.  When he reached the room and peered in he shrugged.  A few harmless party guests hardly seemed a threat to him in the grand scheme of things.

"I'm sure Kimi can handle that.  You should go and find Vyn, you know him best.  Find out what the frack he's done and how we stop it before the boss kills him."
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Party… The Party, he'd been told. Dohr didn't feel the same Jit apparently did about the whole thing. If anything the crowd and the noise made him feel slightly uncomfortable. The Kel Dorian doctor didn't mind the people as such, but in gatherings like this, the participants tended to be a little too… friendly for his liking. But the current state of events being what they were, entering a multi-species party with dozens if not hundreds of attendees, seemed like a good idea. Anyone who knew Dohr Veen even slightly would never expect to find him on the top floor of a five star hotel checking out the ladies with a green-skinned reveller. Of course the last part was solely Jit's thing. No matter how pretty, Dohr's goggled eyes had already passed the Zabrak girls without a second thought.

There really were a lot of people in the party, but so far the doc hadn't seen his ex-assistant Dorank anywhere. He was hoping the kid would stay away, but there was something similar in him and Jit that made Dohr fear Dorank would not be able to stay away. Finishing his initial scan of what he could see of the place, he thought he'd seen a slightly familiar face somewhere, but dismissed it as he noticed Jit talking to the women in front of them. Knowing fully well what to expect, the Kel Dor stood back and let Jit do his thing. He was sure it would be high-fly bullshit with a lot of bragging involved, but even though Dohr thought he knew the fixer fairly well, the man managed to pitch him another curve ball. War hero? Party-animal? Me? If he had a humanlike jaw to drop, he would have. But fortunately the breathing apparatus hid his surprise well. Dohr chose not to comment Jit's little speech in any way and let the Twi'lek carry on babbling to his heart's content. The Kel Dor didn't listen to anything else Jit was saying to the women as he was trying to seduce them in his weird way.

Holding the useless glass in his hand, doctor Veen observed the people around him and stood aside to let one of the waiters pass with a tray full of drinks. If the crowd got any denser he would have hard time navigating with his cane in hand, he noted. Just as it became their turn to meet the host, Dohr decided he would have to find a quiet corner somewhere near the exit in case a need to leave the party prematurely presented itself. Again Jit beat him to it, but it didn't bother Dohr. He preferred it that way. Someone else could be the center of attention while he stood in shadows himself. So he let the broker do his piece first, again.

The doctor limped the few steps to Vyn and shook the Zeltron's hand firmly. "Doctor Dohr Veen. A pleasure to meet you Mr. Teckla. It is very nice of you to provide us all with such a wonderful possibility to disengage ourselves from our daily chores." He lowered his voice somewhat, but perhaps intentionally not enough to keep Jit from hearing what he was saying: "And please, do not mind my friend talking nonsense here. He has had a long, rough day and was forced to go through a difficult and quite fiery parting with his longtime companion. All it took was a couple of drinks at a cantina downtown to get his tongue rolling. I am sure you know how Twi'leks can be sometimes."

Sheila looks up at flash, and said in a low tone.  "Help her.  So she doesn't have to pull a gun."  and headed toward the elevator.