Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 11, 2015 2:54:49 GMT
"*hssk* Thank you." Druss watches Sinda as she passes by her, noticing who she'd be walking up to, her thoughts suddenly getting alot more worried. 'Oh shit, that turian again! What's he doing here?! Fuck, ok think think! First omega, then the citadel, now here! He's obviously following me, but why? The target! No no no! NO! Ok, have to find her and take her down without him intervening or I can say goodbye to any reputation I may get from this- stinking bounty hunter. Ok, just stay calm and try not to draw attention.' : After her quick train of thought, she'd nod to Tol and Charisma, walking into the club, looking at her omni-tool, browsing the map of the club and the list of entertainers/escorts. She'd be looking for an asari, who had been hired within the past one to two months as a dominatrix and had an artificial limb. Beyond that, Druss didn't know which limb had been replaced or her age, build or skin colour. Making her way past Calistaris and Daia, in no mood to stop and chat now that Artacus was here, she'd continue browsing the map/list. 'Hmm, maybe if this goes over without any shots being fired I could hire one of the escorts -Back on track here! Hmm, left or right? Left.'
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 11, 2015 15:00:11 GMT
Daia laughed at Cali’s money-back guarantee line.
“Letter of the law, no,” she chuckled. “This is Illium after all, make a promise like that and everyone will be going through the fine-print to find a way to exploit it. But spirit of the law...” She smiled, looking appealingly come-hither, “...I like to think we acquit ourselves well.”
She watched the bomb-proof volus saunter inside the club out of the corner of her eye, then put the incident from her mind, generating a copy of the map from her own omni-tool.
“You were saying you used to frequent the more rave-style venues?” she mused. “It’ll be a couple of hours before the main room switches over to dancing - but we’ve just opened up a new area, on the other side of the bar, to serve as a full-time dance floor. It’s a good way to start the night - there’s always someone dancing. And if there isn’t,” she winked, “I’m in the mood, so there will be.”
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Post by Apricity on Apr 11, 2015 15:25:33 GMT
The query for ‘dominatrix’ shifted to the Dusk Oasis section of the guest program; the map helpfully highlighted the path to the nearest elevator, while the main view showed a number of profiles, helpfully interspersed with provocative video of the subjects in action. Ana’Therion - by appointment only, see Dusk Oasis reception desk to request an introductory interview; promotional media courtesy of Asari In Agony productions. Miss Knight - available Veilday & Seerday, plus outcalls to established clients. Victoria - available tonight! (select here to book session). New from Omega’s The Gauntlet: Kianna - enquire at Dusk Oasis reception desk, full profile coming soon.
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Tol Madan, having seen to the skycar’s storage, noted the retreating back of the heavy-duty suit, and took advantage of his helmet’s concealment of facial expressions to roll his eyes. Spectre. That’s a new one. Squaring his shoulders, he turned back to his duties, to find Artacus lighting up nearby.
“Your vehicle retrieval code, sir,” he said smoothly, offering a holo card, as a tiny green indicator lit up in his heads-up display, showing the environmental systems in the foyer had determined whatever the turian was exhaling to be nothing he needed to worry about. “May I direct you to one of our lounges - or perhaps locate a host or hostess to do so, if you’d prefer?”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 11, 2015 16:06:47 GMT
Cali watched for a moment as the armored volus marched off into the establishment, unable to help but roll her eyes. See something new everyday she thought, returning her attention back to Daia. "That's good to hear." She responded, finding hard not to be lured in by Daia's welcoming gaze.
"The dance floor sounds nice. Club music all the time, I assume?" She asked, examining the map. It was a rather clear cut map that needed little to no navigational skills to decipher. "... Mind showing me the way?" She asked, her mandibles opening slightly to form a smirk.
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Artacus Kalmavius
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Artacus Kalmavius
Race: Turian
Occupation: Fugitive Recovery Agent (Bounty Hunter)
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Post by Artacus Kalmavius on Apr 11, 2015 16:24:00 GMT
Artacus watched as the volus moved deeper into the club, rubbing his mandible in thought. "Fancy place.. at least Pravius knows what I like." He muttered to himself, then turns to the foyer that approached him. The turian reached out for the holocard he was offered, examining it for a moment before slipping it into his jacket. He turned toward the foyer at his last question, nodding. "Hmm... a hostess, if you will." He says as he turns his head back to look around the establishment. He'd eye the group that was with the armoured volus, straightening his sleeve and such.
Artacus would nod to the foyer. "I'll wait until she arrives." He said, continuing to gaze around the establishment as he stood in place.
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 11, 2015 19:07:12 GMT
'Victoria dosen't sound like a thessia-clan name, these other ones sound like they worked here for awhile . . . must be Kianna then, of course! Wait, I have to go back to the desk? No wait, elevator, ok.' Stepping into the empty elevator, Druss would ride it up to the Dusk Oasis, stepping out once it reached its destination. Walking up to the reception desk, she'd ask, trying not to sound embarassed "*hssk* Is uhh, Kianna available tonight?" She'd speak before even getting a view of whoever was at the reception desk. 'Really hope I picked the right one . . .'
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 13, 2015 1:16:54 GMT
“My pleasure,” Daia smiled, offering her arm.
A row of semi-translucent hologram screens separated the bar from the dance floor, making the dancers just silhouettes against a neon background - passing through them, the cheering and complaining of the sports followers was muted, while the music suddenly leapt into the foreground. Spotlights and veils of shimmering light, pulsing with the beat, cast their glows on the dancers, while overhead - courtesy of some very fancy gravity fields - an intricate sculpture of spheres and spirals swirled through the air, composed of floating water which caught and refracted the lights in undulating patterns.
Daia led Cali to a vacant patch of floor, already picking up the rhythm of the music in her sway, and as she began to dance in earnest, stretched an arm up to brush the liquid above her with her fingertips. The tiny droplets that drifted free shuddered with the beat of the music, while she drew her hand back and licked the moisture from her fingers.
“A bit more elegant that a sign saying ‘remember to stay hydrated,’ hm?” she laughed, keeping close to her turian companion.
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Post by Apricity on Apr 13, 2015 1:17:39 GMT
It was only a few moments before an asari appeared from within the club, and made her way across the foyer to where Artacus was waiting. She wore a gauzy dress, with bare arms and high slits on both sides of the skirt, showing off both her voluptuous figure, and the rows of tiny white gems set into her limbs, which seemed to glitter with their own light as she moved.
“Welcome,” she smiled, offering both hands in greeting. “I’m Atri. How might I serve you this evening?”
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The Dusk Oasis was velvety serenity compared to Apricity’s energy. Tall windows opened onto a wide balcony and a view of the city, and although the last light of day had faded into evening, recessed lighting on the balcony, and in the reception lounge indoors, gave the impression of sunset, all warm orange and purple.
The receptionist glanced at one of her screens, then nodded to Druss with a smile.
“She is, yes,” she replied, making a note on her terminal and rising. “She’ll be available for a session shortly. If you’d like to have a seat - it’s customary to have a brief chat beforehand, so your experience can be tailored, and you’ll get the most out of your time. I’m Onara, by the way.”
She led the way to one of a number of couches, each contained in its own little nook and separated by sculpted partitions and growths of ivy, like the walls of some overgrown mystic temple.
“You’ll find all of our rates and terms here,” she said, offering a seat and taking one herself, while a holographic display glowed into life between them. “Miss Kianna is available for up to two hours just now; one hour is the minimum booking. Believe me,” she grinned, “it won’t seem nearly long enough. Now,” she went on, more businesslike again, “unfortunately Miss Kianna doesn’t offer biotics for a through-suit experience, but we have a nerve-stim program suite available - fully certified for exo-suit compatibility, of course - if you’d like to avail yourself of that option. While we’re on the formalities there’s the usual medical scan - we can take care of that whenever you’re comfortable.”
She gave Druss a moment to review the various options on the display, then leant forward attentively.
“First of all,” she began, “have you visited a dominatrix before, or had experience with dominance/submission scenes?”
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 13, 2015 12:54:26 GMT
When offered, Cali took the arm of her asari companion in her own, following her to the dance floor. "This is more like it." She whispered as the room went dim aside from the flashing lights.
Cali watched as Daia reached up to the water, unable to help but stare as the water droplets flowed onto her hand. "Certainly something I haven't seen before." Cali commented as she watched Daia's slick movements, unable to help but offer the turian equivalent of a smirk. Cali then rolled her sleeve up and let some water drip down from her talons, licking the drops off with her narrow, bird like tongue. "So am I going to be charged by the hour when I'm with you, or is it more dependent on the activities?" She joked, slowly moving side to side with the beat. Her movements can be closely related to the human equivalent of the shimmies in a belly dance.
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Artacus Kalmavius
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Artacus Kalmavius
Race: Turian
Occupation: Fugitive Recovery Agent (Bounty Hunter)
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Post by Artacus Kalmavius on Apr 13, 2015 15:56:34 GMT
Artacus watched as the asari hostess approached her, nodding his his head politely to the asari as she spoke. "I am Artacus, pleased to meet you." He replied as he looked at her for a moment, thinking of what to say. "Well.. I'd like to know what this establishment is and what there is to do. My friend just dragged me in here blinding without giving me any context." He said with a light chuckle, his mandibles twitching into a smile. His friend, Pravius, has been at Artacus' side for a long time, as long as he can remember. While Artacus was calm and calculating, Pravius was more fun-going and not really a person that thinks things through. Other than that, it was good to have him, even if Pravius annoyed Artacus.
Pravius then walked through the doors of the establishment, seeing his friend Artacus standing by the asari. "Heyo Arty." He replied as he walked up, giving a wave of greeting to the asari. "Hello there." He said with a smirk. Artacus looked to Pravius as he approached, sighing quietly. "This better be worth my time.." He thought to himself, turning back to the hostess.
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 13, 2015 19:13:55 GMT
Druss would follow the receptionist, taking a seat near her so she could read the display, looking for any pictures of her target. "*hssk* Well Onara, uhh no, not really. Should I have . . . *hssk* Before this? Should I just take the one hour then?" 'Good good, buying time till she gets here.' "*hssk* I guess I can do the scan now. Anything you can tell me about Kianna? The profile said something about omega."
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Post by Apricity on Apr 14, 2015 3:19:16 GMT
“Oh, no,” Onara shook her head, smiling amiably. “Everyone’s got a first time, right? It’s just useful for the domme to know, so she can be sure to explain as she goes. D/s can be more involved than a lot of people think - but not to worry, all our escorts are professionals, you’re in good hands.”
She adjusted her omni-tool’s settings and initiated the scan, a medical analysis - and a security sweep in the same field. The comms bud concealed in Onara’s aural had informed her than security were ‘keeping an eye’ on her present guest, but she betrayed no nervousness on that account; all types came to Nos Astra, and it wasn’t at all unusual for something or other to flag a new face as someone it would be prudent to take care around. In Onara’s experience the ones who actually meant trouble gravitated to the city’s lower-class venues, where a decent bribe after the fact made up for any ‘indiscretions’ committed in the heat of the moment, but she wasn’t being paid to take half-measures.
“I wouldn’t want to give too much away,” she grinned while the scan was going on. “You’ll find out for yourself, right? But she’s real skyfire.” She opened a holo portrait of Kianna, revealing a powerful-looking woman, a stern gaze with a stud pierced into each eyebrow, and ample cleavage on show in a tight grey top. “Yep, she’s from Omega - used to top at the Gauntlet, before she came here. Have you heard of it? Pretty wild place, a real make-or-break for a dominant, so she’s for sure on top of her game. Um, pardon the pun.” She chuckled at the inadvertent slip, then went on. “But she’s got a lot of experience, an all-rounder, not just for the lifestyle subs. You’d be looking for a general introduction to the scene kind of experience, then? A little taste of every angle, to find out what pushes the buttons?”
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“Hah,” Atri chuckled, nodding at Artacus’s explanation. “I can relate - I used to just do massage, then a friend talked me into trying out being a hostess as well. Good call on her part, as it turned out; hopefully you’ll thank your friend as well. Ah hello there,” she added to Pravius as they neared; from Artacus’s sigh, she’d have bet an even hundred credits this was the friend in question.
“At her heart Apricity is a cabaret club,” she explained. “But there’s much more going on; the real question is, what do you want to do? The main club’s in dining mode at present, with food from the crystal-rated kitchen - plenty of dextro options of course - and a variety of on-stage entertainment acts through the evening, and of course hostesses like myself - and full escorts, from the Dusk Oasis upstairs,” she gestured to the lifts, “mingling, if you prefer your entertainment a little closer than the stage. If you’re not hungry just now the bar’s open, and we’ve got a good crowd following the pildavi tonight - in a couple of months when the season starts, we get clawball live from Palaven, direct via FTL, so that’s something to come back for if you’re a follower. There’s the dance floor, naturally, and if you fancy something more provocative the exotic lounge is always open. We’re fully licensed, fully certified, safe and sound and virtually anything goes.” She flashed a grin. “Take your pick, or just meander and see what - or who - piques your interest.”
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Apr 14, 2015 3:20:47 GMT
“Good isn’t it?” Daia grinned, reaching up again to give the water a swirl. “A group from grav-tech at Nos Astra Uni designed the hardware, for the foyer of the new aquatics centre. Clever team, water’s all kinds of tricky to control.” Her eyes followed Cali’s talons to her mouth, and she danced a little closer.
“Well,” she purred, “it depends what you want to do with me... I dance for free - gives the place a good name, you know? Always some action to be had on the dance floor, never quiet. And besides,” she winked, doing a little pirouette, ending up a little closer to Cali, “I like it. Other activities... we can get a booth and talk about them after we’re done here, if you’re interested. I like those too,” she added.
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Calistaris
Adventurer
[TI1]
Name: Calistaris Ardelion
Race: Turian
Occupation: Shadow Broker Wet Worker
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Post by Calistaris on Apr 14, 2015 22:15:02 GMT
"How generous of you." Cali chimed, unable to help but grin as Daia danced closer to her. She watched Daia's movements as she danced, her glowing face paint finally reacting to the lights of the dance floor and creating a glowing neon green color under her eyes that stretched to the back of her mandibles.
"And if I wanted to do, say, a more intimate dance with you," she asked, slowly reaching for Daia's hand to take it into her own, seeing as how the two were already hardly apart from each other. "Would you charge me for that? May not be fitting music, but it works." She mused, now sporting a turian equivalent of a smile. "And maybe if I said I found your body attractive," she began, looking Daia in the eyes, "would you hold it against me?"
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Druss Jorkakt
Explorer
Name: Druss Jorkakt
Race: Volus
Occupation: Security guard - Cision Motors
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Post by Druss Jorkakt on Apr 15, 2015 3:45:57 GMT
"*hssk* Yes . . . *hssk* Yeah an introduction sounds good. So will she be here soon?" Druss would focus on the picture, trying to sound interested as she quietly planned how to determine if she had the right target, considering just making the takedown without checking, before her memory kicked in. 'Wait, where's the artificial limb?! Shit, shit! Wrong target!' "*hssk* Also, could I see some uhh, well details of the other dommes? Like pics?" Druss's voice would indicate mild worry, her expression however, still unreadable. They should really make it easier to see their faces under those suits.
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