Party atmosphere is all around, but suddenly noise calms down. A lady is staying at the entrance, dressed in a tiny blue dress. She is waiting patiently to be searched, but there's obviously nothing to search her for. No arms can be hidden there, no way. One of the guards stepped back to let her pass. The other guard managed to move after some blinking and stepped back as well. She enters White Buffalo with Kusari ninja elegance and ran her eyes over the present people. Many eyes were fixed to her.
After a few seconds of magic they started to do what they were doing before she came in. People at the gambling table started to breath again. Party grabbed the chance to carry on and noise is in the air again.
Midori whispered something keeping her eyes on lady in blue. She made some Pfffff... sonds. And than some Cheap Samura geisha... sounds too. Obviously she regrets her wishing more Kusari atmosphere now, at this god-forgotten remote planet. She was guessing for a moment who Samura will join with and guessed well.
Midori checked if Doc Holliday noticed her swearing, but he covered his ears on time. She grabs some clean glasses and starts to wash them once more.
.....
Moment of magic passed and Lady in blue walks straight to the VIP lounge, opens her silky little mouth and says with her meow voice:
Hey, pretty face... is that place for me?
Two brave Corsairs immediately jumped up gallantly and make more than enough place for a lady to seat down - right between them.
Than they all started to laugh. Obviously they know each other well from before.
What? Can't we have some fun after a long hard day?
*They continue to laugh laud and fiesta begins in VIP lounge. Sair way. Tequila, lemon and salt arrived and were served just on time.*
The scream of one of the guards at the entrance echoes through the barroom. A loud clear voice can be heard through the mumbling of the other guests: “I said if you touch me again, I will keep your hand as my trophy”. A woman, tall and muscular was standing there holding the right hand of one guard skewed on his back, his face was grimaced with pain and while he tries to apologize.
Ladron starts smiling when he sees, who the troublemaker at the entrance is.
“But Miss,” the other guard tries to pacify her carefully “we have order to keep this place safe and therefore look for weapons and other dangerous stuff.”“I already gave you my guns, anything else isn’t more dangerous than a bottle in this bar” she smiles, one of those smiles, not meant to be funny.
“Let her pass…” the Comisario is yelling through the bar “I will guarantee for her, Elena come over here”
Elena drops the hand of the guard and the other steps aside. Without appreciating them or the other guests a glance, she walks straight into the VIP lounge. She indicates a salute to greet the Comisario and the Centurion and dumps herself down in the armchair next to Ladron.
He smiles at her: “Elena Loengo, … “ he starts, only now she seemed to recognize the girl in blue holding his arm. She breaks in on his greeting: “What is this” she blames the Comisario with a playful tone “I thought you are a man of taste!”. Promptly he starts winding his arm out of hers and pushes the lady in blue in direction of Martino. “This ehm…nothing ricura, just a loose contact of mine”.
Elena smiles and grabs the tequila on the table and starts filling four glasses. “Alright, I heard you are here for fiesta…let’s start it!” she raises her glass, shouts “arriba…abajo…al centro…I adentro!”.
Elena drains her glass off the reel - without salt or lemon!
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Doc was annoyed and interceded. He looked at Ladron sharply as he spoke to the woman, "This is my establishment!" Doc declared, "and I will decide if someone passes or not."
He then turned to her, "Miss, everyone goes through it. You aren't being singled out. If you wish, I have female staff that will.......assist."
He again looked sharply towards Ladron who was getting on Doc's nerves.
Elena put her glass back on the table and eyed up the man who spoke to her. Ladron whispers something to her, what Doc wasn't able to hear. She stood up. "So..." she said in a loud voice. The other guests around her calmed down and looked up to her. Elena walked slowly in his direction gracile like a woman who was able to move in noble spheres, able to know how to behave in the presence of mighty men...and without any Corsair accent she said"so you are the famous Mr Doc Holliday, owner of this noble etablishment".
She stood right before him now. Closer than one would call it an appropriate distance: "Maybe Mr Holliday, you want to check yourself, if there are any weapons remaining." She whispered to him with a deep attractive voice, while Elena strokes herself gentle from the breast down to the leg with her right hand.
The whole room was quiet now, awaiting Doc's answer
Eric Stone landed on Gran Canaria. He was busy buying some materials for some ongoing projects. Unaware of the newly opened bar he asked the trader for some Deuterium. Eric think the price is just too high, but he is desperate in need of some fuell. So he decided to buy it. After the purchase the trader informs Eric about the newly bar. So he decides to take a visit. It seems he was too busy these days to keep track of what is happening around Sirius.
He heads towards the bar, enters it and notices the nice decoration. He heads towards the bar, sits down on a chair. "Tei Kallistei, could you please give me a pint of Black Grog." he keeps his head still and looks to the sides with his eyes if something is happening around him...
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Harold, overhearing the commotion in the back of the bar, snarks from behind his drink.
"Lady, if you think you're going to seduce Doc, you're gonna need a hell of a lot more than that body and whatever peashooter you snuck past the guards."
Meanwhile, Centurion Aphonso started to feel more relaxed.
Maybe it was his trying to keep up with Ladron's drinking ,
maybe it was the fine señorita in blue next to him,
but he felt comfortable enough to get down to business.
With Ladron that is.
And not in that way.
''Comisario, I came all the way over here to discuss important matters with you.
I can see why you adore a place like this... it's certainly not like my usual working space.''
The Centurion briefly paused to take a deep breath.
''I have spoken with the Elders back at Crete.
They are most satisfied with your work so far.
You seem to have a natural gift for dealing with these people,
a celebrated perk in your profession.
Since there is less civil unrest as the Elders anticipated most Brotherhood combat assets will leave this region in due time.
This does not mean that the Elders have lost interest in Gran Canaria.
In the contrary, I have been sent to make some structural changes.
Too many capitains on a ship make her steer for a corona , as we say.
My objective is to make this planet and our protectorate over it more complimentary to the empire.
Your objective is maintaining it's security, the 57th Carabineros remain stationed here in full number.
I believe unlike me you are already acquainted with some of the local ''prominents''?
Keep an eye on them , your Carabineros are free to keep them on a short leash.
But do not wind them up too much, their apathy is being well received back home.
If the whole population of this planet is as ill tempered and unmannerly like that barmán and his brute,
I foresee quite the challenge ahead of us in civilizing this place.''
The Centurion then snapped his finger in the direction of the bar , gesturing for another drink.
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Doc just gave a smirk as Elena, shaking his head as she posed. He called over a female guard who was quite tough for herself. Doc stood as she searched, keeping her at bay.
"She's clean," the guard said, giving her a smug look as she walked away.
Then, Doc to the shock of many, including his own wife, took Elena by the arm and began escorting her to Ladron. A few feet away, he grabbed her tightly,
"Senor, if you're going to have a pet, put it on a leash." He then gave her a gentle push to him, smirked, turned and walked back to his snickering wife by the bar and kissed her.
Skarsi waits for Doc to return to the bar. "Now, now, Doc." He says, chuckling the whole time. "play nice. oh the irony is killing me." Skarsi starts laughing heartily, unable to control himself any longer.
Elena took back seet in the armchair and looked after Doc, walking to the bar, to his wife.
Without losing the eye contact to him, she said to Ladron in a hushed tone. "You were right, this man is an interesting one and a player on the field to be considered"
Elena gave Skarsi a twinkle and turned around to listen to the discussion between the two Corsair men.