Casual The Slaughterhouse Social

[Grievance Vexx]

Vexx is pleased to see Karros respond so quickly to his summoning. It seldom ceases to amaze him that the aspiring young Sith maintains a fairly constant attitude of service to just about everyone he encounters. Not a quality often found in many Sith and, having hailed from a vastly different culture, the Kaleesh warrior appreciates it.

“Just showing up is enough, Concierge,” the cyborg replies with a gracious inclination of his head, “We simply did not want to miss wishing you a happy Life Day and celebrating with you. The General has the cheese sticks, I have the confetti, and apparently we are potlucking the alcohol until further notice, so pull up a chair and enjoy.”

Tag: @Karros Zaruiel

 

[Reiis Invadator]

Invadator is about to angrily point a cheesestick towards the Kaleesh cyborg and declare Ranch an abomination to just about everything when Karros' Life Day is announced and the man himself enters.

"Karros!" she calls out, happily waving a cheesestick at him and somehow producing another plate of them. "Happy Life day!"

 

[Karros Zaruiel]

Karros tilts his body forward in a pleasantly happy bow. "Thank you General, Lord Vexx," he said with a distinct tone of happiness in his voice, "Still have my *heavy* rehab regimen to attend to, but I think it will forgive me for taking a small break for food. That, and I think it would not wish to argue with two ~very~ powerful Sith whom I admire."

Walking up to the bar he slips around the counter to pour himself a glass of something carbonated. He always preferred those. Filling up a cup of Sprite his lifts his mask just enough to reveal his lipless mouth to take a deep drink from his cup. His rehab had progressed enough that a motion like this was no problem. His regimen had become more intensive with his third and final stage of self-therapy. Done with his drink he pulled his mask back down to properly conceal his face.

 

[Reiis Invadator]

"I don't mind getting in fisticuffs with a few doctors, droid or otherwise," The General replies contentedly. She watched him briefly as he lifted his mask to take a sip of his drink, but turned away to give him the privacy all living beings deserved. Besides, she understood the troubles associated with mask-wearers.

 

[Grievance Vexx]

Vexx momentarily seems perplexed as he watches the General conjure a second platter of cheese sticks. He is beginning to wonder if she collects them as his father collected lightsabers. Maybe her cloak has extraordinarily deep pockets in which to carry her collection?

His distracted thoughts refocus again as Karros expresses his appreciation and obliges the invite to take a break from serving to simply enjoy the company of his fellow Cruorite Sith.

“Is handshaking part of your rehab?” he asks, comically serious, but there is a reason, “I only ask because I question the rehab my droid prescribed me years ago.”

Tag: @Karros Zaruiel

 

[Reiis Invadator]

The cheesesticks are gone, the bar is greasy with congealed frying grease, and there's spiders....everywhere.

The General mutters something about "Sputnik" and "cleanup" and "doing all the work around here," though she probably means only about half of what she's muttering, and it's probably best kept to herself.

Locating a mop, she begins cleaning the House lounge, wondering if anyone's in the area.

 

[Darth Saarai]

*Darth Saarai returns from having lost at the Tombs of the Ancient Sith Lords*