The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds (cont.)

Arani Korden said:
She pulls out her commlink, but then stops and stares at it.

Arani tosses the commlink aside.

"I don't have time for this. We have work to do."

She takes a moment to prepare a facsimile of her usual bright smile (dimples and all), then heads out the door.
 

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Out the door and on to the great hall, where the feast awaits...

Polished floors and shimmering chandeliers greet you in the enourmous banquet hall. A long, horseshoe-shaped table wraps around the far end of the room, leaving the broad center dance floor clear for the entertainment. House, family and corporate banners decorate the walls. Quite a crowd has already gathered in the hall to mingle before the feast begins properly. Arani recognizes several faces from the dossiers Deel had given her, and a multitude of lesser ranked personages constituting the nobles' entourages.

A small droid with a pair of built in trays rolls up to politely offer drinks and appetizers to the newcomers.
 
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Kelko gets in step beside Arani, leaving the other side for the body guard or the Wookiee. He walks without a trace of his signature slouch, appearing taller than usual. "I'm sure the others will catch up soon," he offers to the young diplomat-in-training, noticing her attempt at a smile.

Inside the great hall, the rodian is almost overwhelmed with the grandeur of the place. He lets out a muffled gasp and gapes at the elaborate dress and hair of the other attendees.
 

Rorworr matches Arani's pace, falling in step alongside his friend.

"Yes, I'm sure they'll catch us up soon enough." He offers Arani his arm, catching Kelko's eye as he glances over the noblewoman's head. His look contains a trace of worry, and he mouths the words "Where are they?" to the Rodian.

"Still, it's a quite a spread they've put on here. Oh, thank you..." He says as he takes a glass of something fizzy from the droid.
 

Vor'en steps out the door a moment before Arani, scanning the hallway for any danger (and devoting a few moments to visually check the man of no consequence for weapons). He stands to Arani's right as the proceed to the dining hall, where he surveys the assembled nobles in their finery. He is unimpressed and uneasy. How tight is the security here? Could any one of these people be armed? Or- like himself- do they not even nned weapons? His own blasters are in the room, since they are emphatically not of a cerimonial nature and thus allowed at such occasions as this (much to his dismay). He tenses, ready to tackle Arani at the first sign of a threat.
 
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Kelko said:
"I'm sure the others will catch up soon," he offers to the young diplomat-in-training, noticing her attempt at a smile.

"I hope so. No, they should be here soon, shouldn't they? Nobody's going to mug a band of Jedi, right?"

Arani sighs, and accepts Rorworr's proffered arm. "Either they're in trouble, or they're fine and just decided not to show up. I don't know which possibilty worries me more."
 

Vor'en Kurn said:
He tenses, ready to tackle Arani at the first sign of a threat.

ooc: Yeah, you'd like that, wouldn't you? ;)

Arani considers telling Vor'en to relax, but she decides againts it. The moment she did, the blaster fire would start. Instead, she scans the room for Lord Apollinari; she figures she'd better pay respects to the host ASAP.
 

Arani Korden said:
"I hope so. No, they should be here soon, shouldn't they? Nobody's going to mug a band of Jedi, right?"

"If anybody tried, they'd be regretting it soon enough. Sia-Lan and the others know how to take care of themselves," Kelko assures his companion, quite honestly. Kelko being Kelko, that's high praise.

Arani Korden said:
Arani sighs, and accepts Rorworr's proffered arm. "Either they're in trouble, or they're fine and just decided not to show up. I don't know which possibilty worries me more."

"We're the ones that are going to end up in trouble, mark my words," the rodian replies, falling back to his normal routine. "So many unfamiliar human faces... this assassin or whatever is probably hiding in plain sight, waiting for us to put our guard down just long enough to pounce..."
 

Arani Korden said:
Instead, she scans the room for Lord Apollinari.

The crowd parts, and there he stands. A tall, lantern jawed young man, with long, flowing hair tied back in a ponytail, and a pair of styleish sideburns. His barrel chest and bulging arms are fit to burst right out of the sleek shimmersilk shirt he wears beneath a well-tailored coat that looks as if it was decidely uncomfortable having to stretch itself across those incredibly broad shoulders. Any tie or cravat that might have held his collar closed has long since fled in disdain, and demoralized by the retreat of their fearless leader, the top three buttons of his shirt have surrendered their grip to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of the masculine chest beneath.

For a moment, his flashing blue eyes meet with Arani's, and he let's loose a roguish smile, in the same way he would release a hunting bird to chase down some unwitting prey.

The crowd closed in again, concealing the statuesque form of Lord Apollinari.

OOC: Starring Fabio as Lord Apollinari!
 

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