Log:Ladies Night at The Pulse

A night out goes right then....wrong that ends with someone getting wet.

OOC Date: May 30, 2018
Location: The Pulse
Participants: Zerna Ka, Aenaria, Evie Leven, Xan, Fuze, Darius Wildes, Yuun

Zerna was just making her way upon to the small stage, weaving her way through the crowd. Licking her lips she just lets out a yawn as she appeared 'bored' but perhaps it was part of her act. Taking the hand of the bouncer that was helping her up, she hears her music starting. It was pulsing...bass heavy...and needless to say she was moving to the beat as if it was moving through her.

Aenaria had just settled in front and center to enjoy the show when Zerna gets up there. By the look on her face she was equally pleased and surprised to see Zerna up there. Quite the coincidence! She orders up a drink quick and smiles, waving when Zerna glances her direction. Maybe she'd notice.

Zerna seems to be in her own world as her ships swayed to the beat. Turning to face the back, she slowly bends over as she wiggles her backside to the beat only to bend down to where her hands touched the floor. Looking between her legs she spots Nix and gives a wiggle of fingers. Smiling she rolls back up to throw her hands in the air as she rolls her hips in a circle.

Aenaria acquires a drink and sips the beverage before raising a brow. "My my... that girl knows how to work those hips..." Aenaria totally did not acquire an eye-full at the bend and... other things... the whole dance. Sip!

Zerna smiles as she can hear the music wrapping up and slowly drops into a split as she lowers to the floor. Smirking she lets her blue eyes scan the room as she sees who's about before pulling her legs together behind her and moving to her knees before striking a final pose. After that she slowly slips from the small stage and then moves down to where Nix is. "Well...you weren't kidding about stopping by."

When Zerna finished, Aenaria whistles at her, signalling her approval. But, then, she gets something even better! The dancer actually recognizes her and approaches her, likely causing many other patrons a good deal of jealousy. "Ah, yes, well... purely coincidence. However, it was worth it for the spectacular ass... ass-assets!" She laughs slightly. "Ah, yeah, you know..." She nods and then pats the seat next to her, then her leg. "Take a seat..." She also holds up a credit-based tip.

From the look of the group that enters, they're First Order pilots. Arrogant and brash, ticking the First Order and the pilot boxes both. They disperse across the club almost as if it were planned, leaving just one by herself. One who apparently doesn't need an immediate drink, an immediate trip to the restrooms, immediate companionship, or, horror of horrors, an immediate dance. A dark-haired, dark-eyed woman with the designation FZ-4792 and the reluctant civilian name Fiona. She smiles wryly as her colleagues evaporate, looking over the room to see who else she might know.

Zerna chuckles as she gives a playful bow before giving a wink. "Oh? Well I did tell you where I was....." Looking to her she just sees the seat and plops down next to her but drapes her legs over hers. "Ass....ass-assets?" Laughing a bit she then looks to a server, flagging her down but reached for the credit tip. "Now now...you don't have to do that for a stage show if you don't want to."

Aenaria grins and places a hand on Zerna's legs once draped across her lap and gives them a gentle, soft-fingered stroke. "Hmm... well, that's just a little tip for a stage dance. There is always more for... dances." She smirks mischievously and then her eyes light up before she waves. "Fiona! Over here!" She shouts over the din of the club.

Fiona's eyes widen, her faint grin widening with a flash of white teeth. She's heading over, sliding down into the seat on the side of Aenaria that Zerna isn't. "You're looking comfortable," she comments dryly to Aenaria, eyeing Zerna's draped legs. "You don't mind company, do you?" Well, she's already parked comfortably in the seat, not looking as though Aenaria's answer matters at all. "Hi," she adds to Zerna.

Zerna chuckles as she takes that chip and places it in her top. "Thanks...and true." At that she looks up as she hears her calling out to someone. Licking her lips she then watches the woman walk over then smiles as she wiggles her fingers. "Hi hi." At that she just drapes her arm over the back of her seat as she rocks her top leg. "I don't mind at all...."

"I don't mind, either." Aenaria comments. "And yes, I am very, very comfortable right now. But I imagine I could definitely improve things even more." She smirks at Fiona. "Nice seeing you again so soon. Hopefully today is both as pleasant and less... unfortunate than last time." She then holds up another credit chip. "Say, if you do feel like doing a little more dancing, I have plenty of credits to go around."

Fiona flashes a crooked grin at Aenaria. "Hey. Life's always fun if you make it fun," she asserts, her eyes drifting briefly down at Zerna's exposed legs. "I'm.." There's a faint hesitation. "Fiona." Not a lie, just finding the right word. "You'd be..." She lets the question slide into silence, dragging her eyes off the expanse of thigh to Zerna's and Aenaria's faces. "What's good to drink here?"

Zerna smiles to Fiona before giving her a playful wink. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ze....." Holding out her hand, she'd offer her a handshake. If taken, it's surprisingly firm but then again, she looks to be in shape. "And I usually just tell them to make me something. It's all been good." Glancing to the Aenaria she looks to the chip and chuckles. "I mean....I could....but I need a drink first..." Sitting next to Aenaria with her legs draped over her legs then she looks to Fiona who's sitting on the other side. "I'd get anything blue...."

"Well, I think we can get you a drink, in that case." She pats Zerna's thigh with one hand while the other strokes a shin like a sleeping cat. "I'll get something blue, as well. That does sound good. Besides, its one of my favorite colors, or near enough!" She chuckles faintly at that.

Into the pulse walks another! Today Emma had swapped out her figure-hugging combat suit and armor for something a little more 'club worthy'. She was working on being better at this 'free time' thing, and going out to a club to relax seemed the thing to do. Wrapped in her little black halter-topped dress, the blonde woman steps through the door and sweeps her eyes over thoe space, searching for faces familier and unknown.

Fiona takes Zerna's hand, shaking it with a strong grip that momentarily tests itself against Zerna's. She too is doing the Emma-style off-duty clothing thing, but hasn't got the hang of the clubbing look. Black, yes, but a black sports bra, black cargo pants, and black utility boots don't exactly proclaim 'sexy'. Or, indeed, anything other than 'nerd'. The pilot gives Aenaria a sidelong glance and adds an innocent "If I was to smear myself with blue would you buy me a drink too?"

Aenaria is dressed much like Fiona. Plenty of abdomen and torso on display, but not quite to the degree of overall reveal that Zerna is doing. "Hmm, I'd buy you a drink even if you were not blue, though if you were blue I'd buy you two!" She chuckles a bit and leans towards Zerna. "This is definitely more fun than I imagined having when I came in. Thanks."

Zerna chuckles as she gives that hand one more squeeze before letting it retreat back to her. "Off duty?" A smile as she looks Fiona over then. "Nice grip...." At that she looks back to Aenario then chuckles. "Oh don't thank me, Nix. I figured I'd at least come over and chat since...well....we did meet earlier." Exhaling she closes her eyes as she leans her head back against that chair. "But yes....blue. The bartender likes to make orange things sometimes for me as a joke...." Cracking a blue eye open, she looks around as she sees more people coming in. Seems it wasn't going to be a boring night for her at all.

"Why are you smearing yourself in blue?" Emma speaks up in her accented tones, frowning a little as she draws towards Fiona and her drinking companion. "It's hardly going to offer you camoflague in a place like this..." For an expert markswoman, Em sure 'missed the mark' alot. Offering a smile towards the pilot she knew, the woman's ice blue gaze turns towards Zerna and Aenaria now in turn, regarding each with a curious sweep.

"I figured I'd smear crap on myself so I'd blend in. See what these sort of people do when they're drunk." Fuze's expressive shrug indicates clearly that 'these sort of people' refers to Zerna and all the other non-humans populating the club. On a scale of 1 to Patronisingly Speciesist, it's probably about 11, but FZ-4792 is so laid back about it she clearly doesn't realize she's being an offensive dick.

"Well, I do appreciate it." Aenaria replies to Zerna. "And yes, she is a pilot, I do believe. So, she comes here to blow off steam, and other things, I suspect." Anearia nudges Fiona with her elbow in a gentle fashion. "How about you order a drink on me, and then maybe another. I'll get you both nice and sauced up."

Zerna slowly raises her brow at Fiona's comment. "These sort of people?" Slowly those legs slip from Nix's and she sits up a little. Those blue eyes look around a moment as she then glances back to her. "....and what sort of people is that?"

There's not a lot of people who like a good party as much as Evie does, and the Kuati woman is always in search of them when she's got time to spare. It's one of the things that keep her from dwelling too much on thought, along with booze... and frankly? She can indulge in /both/ at the Pulse. It's one of the reasons she likes it! Which is why the pilot swoops through the door with a stomp to announce her presence to familiar faces. Enough to draw eyes and ears in her direction, although her outfit doesn't particularly /detract/ from that effort.

The prospect of being 'sauced up' by Aenaria was clearly on Fuze's mind, but Zerna's words distract her. She considers the question and then shrugs. "You know. You people. Not humans." The words slide out so easily it suggests that Fiona doesn't believe that they are, in fact, insulting. Her gaze fixates on Zerna, her eyes and tone still light without being flippantly so. "I don't have a problem with the things you do."

Aenaria visibly pouts when Zerna pulls away from her. "She means you are totally amazing, sexy people, and nothing bad." She glares daggers at the pilot for interrupting her. "Don't be rude."

Zerna stares at Fiona flatly then. There's a look that crosses those blue eyes before she just stands up. "Well this was fun...." Looking over to Nix she just waves lazily before moving back over to the side of the stage where she had walked up and picked up a black heavy duffel bag. "...sa marukki hurru...." A snort leaves her as she quickly moves to a corner both and slams the curtain shut behind.

It's on the tail end of things that Evie manages to catch sight of the women she knows and the one she doesn't -- the latter of which skedaddles moments later. Those blue eyes widen just a bit, but she shrugs to herself and makes her way over to join the group. "Hey, girls..." a glance is given in the direction Zerna left, "...what was that all about?"

Xan pulls back her hood as she steps inside the club, revealing a small echani woman when there's a slip of her visible between people. She weaves her way through to figure out where she can grab a drink. Being height challenged has some serious disadvantages, so she lets the flow of people dictate her path. She happens to catch Zerna doing her disappearing act and that stops Xan dead in her tracks as her silvery eyes dart around to see who is the recipient.

Aenaria lets out a sigh at Zerna's departure, but then holds out a hand to Evie. "Fiona has scared away my lovely Togruta friend, so now my lap is vacant. Will you please take her place lest I become saddened?" Aenaria pouts at Evie and pats her lap with the other hand.

Fuze looks lost, like she's missed something. Missed being an ass. "I wasn't rude." She frowns after Zerna's retreating form. "She seems volatile." Her attention swings to Evie and she smiles at the familiar face. "I don't know what it was about. The Togruta was being super-sensitive or something. I mean, I have no problem at all with their type." Fuze, Fuze, Fuze. Stop digging. [Language: Basic]

Throwing that curtain back open, she's changed into much different attire now it seems. Pulling a pair of black fingerless gloves from her duffle as she walks she stops over by Fiona just in time to here that. "kallatum idpa nitum ili-ia, iqbu xulluqu. samit kallatum kallatum namaritum besa.....l'ii kyne bararitum kallatum besa. xiduti shima-a xul kunu kunu bararitum l'ii namaritum izizanimma namaritum telal iti." Frowning she just looks to Nix and rolls her eyes. Zerna folds her arms over her chest then.[Language: Togruta]

Zerna takes a deep breath then snorts. "Nice friends you have Nix...." At that she just shakes her head as she turns heads towards the bar.

Xan overhears Fuze on a run past someone to snatch up their drink while they are talking to someone else. Her hand barely leaves her cloak to pull it off and easily shifts it out to take a sip as if just another patron going from point A to point B. "What type?" She tilts her head and looks back over her shoulder at Zerna, then tries to edge away.

As someone who's used to being... if not the shortest, typically the /smallest/ of her peers, Evie tends to be on the lookout for those who have her beat in that particular category, which is why the sight of Xan below the crowd starts to make her smile -- before her previous question is answered. There's a glance between the human pair before she puts the pieces together. ".../Oh./"

Yes, Evie's seen this before. There's plenty in the First Order. Evie herself? She grew up as a freighter brat, so that's a minefield she knows how to navigate. One finger is extended in Aenaria's direction in a 'one moment' manner before she leans over to try and give Fiona a hug -- whispering something to the woman in the meantime. Once that's said? She shrugs, and takes the offered hand to hop in Aenaria's lap. Because -- if her advice was listened to? Someone has some work to do. "/Lest/ you become saddened? Gettin' all fancy playwright on me, aren't you?" she asks, clearly amused.

"I can't help it if they are dense..." Aenaria replies, sadly, to Zerna as she departs. But then she has Evie in her lap and she leans into her back and presses her cheek against her while wrapping arms around her to hold on like Evie is a big teddy bear. "Mmm... I needed this."

"And yes, lest I become saddened. but I am not saddened now." She adds on. "Well, I am... but I will survive with this, at least." Aenaria finishes.

Zerna sighs as she leans on the bar, that duffle slung on her shoulder as she then looks to Xan. Blinking she tilts her head then smiles slightly before looking to the bartend. "Dude give me something....like.....strong as hell...." Chuckling she licks her lips as she dig in her pants pocket for a credit stick. Hearing Nix's comment she just waves her hand in response but for now says nothing.

Fiona's expression flickers across a whole starfield of emotions - welcome relief at the hug which is returned, but all too briefly; lingering confusion at the words that Evie whispers; and then puzzled bewilderment at Evie's departure for Aenaria's fairer shores. She takes refuge, pausing for mental breath, in answering Xan's question even if it wasn't directed at her and even if Xan is no longer beside her. "Togruta. I'd buy her a drink if she didn't get her panties in a twist over it." Her gaze flickers to Zerna at the bar and she sighs exaggeratedly. "I mean, it's not like she's a Wookiee or anything like that." It seems Fuze missed the First Order's Non-Human-Species Sensitivity Training class. Wait, what?

Xan smirks slightly back at Zerna while knocking back the rest of whoever's drink that was. She flashes a smile back at Fiona and shrugs, "Maybe that's why someone should buy her one," she posits briefly before pivoting and setting her empty glass down on the bar past Zerna. "I will have a strong drink too. And put her's on mine." She flicks a credit stick out on top of the bar and reaches up to rake her fingers through her hair.

For a couple of moments, Evie's just relaxing in her momentary seat... until Aenaria speaks. "Oh, I'm /dense/ and only capable of providing /survival,/ not happiness?" she replies, crinkling her nose up and making an effort to try and stand back up. "I see how it is. I'll just get a drink, then!"

Leave it to Evie. If she's not the star of the show? She's far less interested in the stage and already seeking out her next spotlight.

Aenaria makes a mock-offended gasp at what Evie says and then reaches out and takes hold of various parts of Evie and pulls her back in. "Oh, no, no! I am extremely happy with you. Without you, my days become dark and dreary!" She makes sure to hold Evie nice and cozily tight. She does, however, side-eye Fuze. "We need to have a talk about your non-human interactions... I don't remember you being quite as... untactful as you are now, but oh well. Try to be nice!"

Looking over to Xan, Zerna gives her a smile and chuckles. "Thanks...." Letting her head shake slightly she just looks back to the bartender. "You know....if this was me about....twenty years ago....." Trailing off she just smiles down at the woman. "Anyway...." A shrug as she just sighs and looks back to the tender. "Can you put a cheap ass drink on mine? I'm going to waste it...." Oh dear.

"Twenty years is the blink of an eye," Xan smiles back up to Zerna but then smiles further to herself as she overhears Zerna's conversation with the bartender. "Hmm." When her drink is served, she turns to lean back against the bar as she watches where that second drink ends up. "Good luck." She lifts her drink.

"Your days become dark and dreary?" Fuze gazes at Aenaria with a briefly disgusted expression, like the other woman just passed gas in the bathtub. "Are you one of those poets?" She manages to make the word sound vaguely dirty. "I was being nice." Well, she didn't actually make a bombing run on Zerna's village, so that's probably true for Fuze's definition of 'nice'.

Taking the drink that was purchased for her in one hand, she takes a sip as she waits for the other one. "I wish. I have about...sixty or so probably left in me. And know what...might as well be me, right?" Zerna chuckles softly as she sees that cheap drink delivered and nods. "Thanks." Exhaling softly she takes a sip of that drink from Xan and raises it to her. "Well then...." At that she sashays right back over to Nix and her friends. Looking to Fiona she just clicks her tongue as she just lift up that cheap drink pours it right into the woman's lap. At that she just licks the glass clean then drops it in her lap. "I bought you a drink...." Good thing she didn't make a comment about killing her village when in fact....someone did come through and slaughter her village. She might have done more than spill a drink on her. But instead she just turns and heads right back to the bar, sipping her drink.

"That's a little better," Evie replies, starting to relax again in Aenaria's arms, since it doesn't look like she'll be getting up easily -- at least until Zerna makes her deposit. Then, wingman instincts kick into full effect and she tries to launch herself forward, only to find... well, whatever Aenaria has a grip on just... /isn't/ going anywhere, and instead of trying to break away she gives the other woman a look. "You're a doll, but I'm going to sit here and frown at you until you let me go."

...and she does. She FROWNS. It's actually kind of adorable on Evie's face.

"All I know is I'm living now," Xan reports back to Zerna before she makes her way to re-gift the drink. "Backwash too," she says softly to herself as she lifts her glass for a sip to try and hide her deep amusement at the little scene unraveling in front of her. "Dodged blaster fire."

Aenaria holds Evie tight for a little longer, admiring the cute face. "You're too darn cute." She then releases her and looks Zerna over. "Ahh.. damn... she's hot..." She comments after Fuze gets doused. Clearly, she appreciates the bit of... whatever. She's all over the place... "Anyway, I had best get going. If any of you need me for anything... well... I suppose you can follow me." She then gets up and preps to leave.

Fuze just peed herself. Or so the lap-targeted drink indicates. She'd sat there with an expression that definitely had more than just a trace of smugness as what she imagined to be a peace-offering from the Togruta headed her way. When the peace-offering didn't actually stop, something restrained her instinct to lash out - possibly the circumstances, possibly the environment, possibly the presence of her colleagues. That hesitation bought shame for the hesitation itself, blood darkening her face as she rises to fling the glass, pitcher-style, at Zerna's back. At least, that's her intention. For a fighter pilot with the agility of a cat in a TIE cockpit, she can occasionally mess up badly. The glass, possibly slickened by Togruta-saliva, slips from her fingers as she rises and smashes on the floor. Fuze lets out a splendid curse.

Zerna sighs a bit as she just hears that shatter and stops to look over her shoulder. A smirk tugs at her lips as she just sips her drinks before finishing her path to the bar. Looking over to Xan she raises that glass. "Well then....I was nice and gave her a drink..." A wink was given to her as she just adjusts that duffle bag on her shoulder then sighs contently as she just....enjoys that strong drink from the woman next to her at the bar.

"You have good aim," Xan comments nonchalantly to Zerna when she reports her mis-er- her lovely deed. "My name is Xan Valarin. Did she buy you drink earlier?" She teases as she looks back over at Fuze, keeping an eye on her, paranoid of possible retaliation headed their way. Then her eye slip down to Zerna's bag, but she doesn't say anything.

Now that Aenaria's off, Evie's quick to move over to Fuze's side, trying to grab onto her shoulders. "Let it go, Fi. Let it go. You don't need to prove anything to either of them, alright?" she tries her most soothing voice. Was /one/ shot fair game? Maybe. Would Evie tackle the next person who tried to dump a drink on Fiona, regardless of reason or no? Guaranteed.

Plus, she's glaring daggers in Zerna's direction. In the Kuati's mind, the Togruta's just as to-blame for this one at this point.

Having not been able to sleep, Yuun decided to come and check out a bit of the night life here on Nar. Knowing not to get into trouble, he takes a moment and looks around at the place as he walks in. Smirking a little bit, he walks over to the bar, nodding to the two women who are there already, he orders an Corellian Ale.

Fuze is standing. Her pants around her crotch are soaking wet, suspiciously like a pee accident. She doesn't take her cold gaze off Zerna, even when Evie sets hands on her to restrain any foolishness. "Like I said," she snaps angrily to Evie, "they're far too excitable." She deliberately turns away from the Togruta to look at Evie. "I'm going back to the base," she says tersely, before reining in her tone to add more gently, "Thanks. But I'm OK. I don't need to prove anything to that type." 'That type'.

Letting out a chuckle, she just shakes her hed. "No no...but she did say she wanted to bathe in blue to see what 'us people' would do....so I obliged." Zerna just shrugs then as she see that look from Evie. And that's when she gave....the shrug. You know the one. Like the smirking face shrug before the RBF was back as she looked to Xan. "But anyway....sorry. Nice to meet you Xan....I'm Ze." A firm nod is given to her before she looks up to see Yuun. Giving him a nod she smiles then as she then sips her drink.

Xan is sipping on something strong, yet smooth and electric blue. "Oh. How kind." She looks back towards Fuze and catches that phrase again. "You have something to say?" She calls out to Fuze as she slips down from her seat, but oddly sounding vaguely curious. "Excuse me." She misses Yuun's entrance in favor of stepping curiously towards the other pair, those being Fuze and Evie.

Yuun get's his drink after a few moment later and as he takes a sip, he turns to see Fuze and he looks down and notices the pee spot. He averts his eyes and turns back around to look at the bottles behind the bar, maybe this wasn't a good time for her maybe? he doesn't doesn't know. Though when Xan speaks up and after Fuze speaks up about That kind, he quirks a brow, "Huh?" he asks.

"Alright, Fi. You take it easy, alright? Say hello to the heavy bag for me." ...because if Fuze wants to punch /someone,/ the equipment made for it is probably the best choice. As much as Evie loves the idea of a good fight... she's not the one to throw the first punch. Ever. (...and even then, not very well).

And then she spies the approaching Xan, and the Kuati's going to move to intercept. "Looking for something?"

Zerna shrugs as she then sighs as she had heard the comment but just...sips her drink. Ignorance just never can be fixed. The orange Togruta just looks to Xan and chuckles. "She probably has lots of ignorant comments but not worth it....." At that she looks to Yuun and shakes her head. "I'd...not even ask. I've already gotten worked up once at foolishness...."

Why not go somewhere loud, shiny, and full of people failing their bodies around if one can't sleep, right? Or at least Darius had the thought as he slides into the Pulse and kind of just gives a smirk, before BUSTIN a move. A little rolling the dice and sliding to the right. A little opening the bus door. Yeah, Darius has the moves, and he has the means to groove. It just so happens as he is shaking his tail he moves right around Evie, Xan, and the bunch lhat is looking about to face off. "Ladies." He comments with a smirk doing a horrible moon-walk towards the bar.

FZ-4792's anger is not helped by some catcalls from across the bar. "Hey, girl, did someone make you wet?" and "Fuze, baby, you got a drinking problem. You missed your mouth!" are audible, certainly to the First Order pilot, and her dark eyes flicker around to try to catch the speakers. That gives Evie the opportunity she needs to intercept Xan, and so Fuze's reply to the Echani is somewhat obstructed. "I don't have to say anything to you," she snaps tersely. "Go back to your own home." The suffix '-world' is poised on her lips, but by some miracle she curbs her tongue. Evie gets a nod, Fuze not trusting herself to say anything to her friend that won't affect that friendship, and turns to go.

Looking to Zerna he nods his head, especially hearing how ignorant some people are. He frowns slightly as he dips at his drink again, though now he's watching to see what happens. Hopefully a fight will not break out, it looks like the woman with the pee spot on her pants has someone being levelheaded, than at the mention of having a drink thrown at them, "Ahhh..." he says. Now thinking he understands.

Xan is zoned out of being able to intercept Fuze by Evie and then Darius momentarily blocking her way on the other side as he moon dances to the bar. She lets out an annoyed sigh, sips her blue drink, and says, "You're in my way. I was going to help someone with anger. Good fights help," she explains for no reason but that she might have had a bit to drink before she even got here.

Normally, she'd flash someone like Darius a bright grin -- points for trying -- but her attention's laser-focused on Xan at the moment. She's going to move to get between the pair as much as she needs to let Fuze make her tactical redirection (because no self-respecting pilot would call it retreat). "I /am/ in your way." Evie agrees, a smirk curving over her features. "...and you're cute, but that's not going to get me to let my pal over there toss you across the bar tonight, got it?" Eyes glance briefly to the drink. Has she tried that one? It /is/ blue, afterall.

"Clubs for dancing, I'm pretty sure not fighting. " Darius says loudly to those he moonwalked through, gesturing to the armed guards as he gets to the bar. "I know the owners wouldn't be that excited coming down to deal with a silly fight. Save it for the bar next door, Blue light" He smirks and looks at people near him, Yuun and Zerna. "So what we drinking tonight? Shall I get both of you a refill? I mostly stick to Dirty Twi'lek's myself but I'm open to trying a new drink if either of you have a suggestion?" He flashes a smile now as he starts to badly dance in place. A little chip n dale action. He may be horrible at dancing, but damn does Darius love doing it.

Zerna blinks at the dancing man coming to the bar then chuckles as she shakes her head. "Goodness...." At that she look to Xan, calling out to the woman. "Let her skedaddle! I'll buy you a drink since you bought me one." At that she turns to look back to Yuun, nodding then. "Yeah..." A shrug as she sighs a bit. Seems this night just keeps getting weirder and weirder.....looking more so to the now dancing Darius.

Letting out a sigh, seems like no where you go, there is always shit going on, still he enjoys his drink, the dark skinned human gets a bit more comfortable on his stool. Though Darius catches his attention and he laughs, the man can't dance, but he agrees with his assessment, dancing should be done. "At least your having a good time." he says to Darius.

"Clubs get energy out. So does fighting!" Xan calls after Darius without seeming entirely deterred. Her lips break into a grin at Evie's words. "Ha. You think she would toss me?" As she notices Evie eyeing her drink, the echani lazily offers it out to the woman. "Try it. Strong and smooth," she looks back to Zerna and smiles, then nods.

"Hey, don't go tellin' people to fight in the Blue Light, I /like/ that bar!" Evie replies in Darius' general direction, sticking her tongue out at the man before her attention returns to Xan. "They do, but she needs to direct /her/ energy elsewhere." Somewhere where they won't potentially give the Order a bad name. "...and I'm pretty sure..." she pauses, looking around for the heaviest guy in the bar... and pointing towards Darius. "...I'm sure she could throw /him,/ if she got mad enough."

That said, she offers a friendly grin and makes a grab for the offered drink. "Hah, thanks -- I'm Evie, by the way. You are?" she asks, moving to have herself a taste of the blue concoction before offering it back. Nope, she hadn't had /that/ one before! Always a present surprise.

"One of the few eh?" Darius calls back with a smirk to Evie. "Isn't that the trick? To always have a good time? I know I enjoy myself more than anyone else would. C'mon, I'll get you guys a drink." He steps up and gestures to both Yuun and Zerna. "I'll take care of whatever they get next. Also the Echani as well." He points a thumb towards Xan. Darius starts to shake his hips sliding away from the bar just a couple of feet so he can throw his head back. Yeah, that's the good moves. Vasani loves these moves. Oh what is this? A little Domo Mr. Roboto? Nope! This is star wars so it is wookiee growl Mista Droido. Still looks the same though. "You guys from Nar Shaddaaa?" Darius starts to bring up idle conversation to the group as he spirit fingers up and down infront of his body.

Zerna nods to Xan before downing her drink. Exhaling she then pushes off of the bar as she adjusts her duffle on her shoulder then smiles. "Thanks, Xan!" Looking to the other two men at the bar she smile, wiggling her fingers. "And I'm.....out. And naw...not from here." She winks as she pushes off the bar and makes her way to the door. "Toodles!" And with that, the tall orange Togruta dances/sashays her way on out of there!