After having a delightfully stompy time reenacting one of the many, many times Ben had been attacked by a rancor (complete with sound effects and poorly-mimicked British Coruscanti accents), Karla had abandoned her new dolls action figures in search of something else to do. The boyos--except for Ender, of course--had left to go enjoy some 'cultural experiences,' which Karla assumed would involve a lot of drinking and bendy Twi'lek dancers.
Yeah. She'd heard about Ben's adventures on Naboo before.
But that was fine. Because what Ben hadn't realized was that Karla had been expecting this very thing: them going out and leaving her behind. And while they'd been wandering around Theed that afternoon, she hadn't just been shopping for things that would make Ben sad. She'd also kept her eye out for some 'cultural experiences' of her own. And she'd found two: Bet Your Assets and The Landing Strip. A coin toss had decided that tonight she'd be visiting The Landing Strip.
After getting dropped off (by a SPACE TAXI!), Karla went inside, exchanged a bunch of credits for paper vouchers that were better for throwing (and possibly tucking), and helped herself to a table right up close to the action.
Oh. Hapan boys were pretty. And space drinks were really strong. And--DID THE ANNOUNCER JUST SAY THE NEXT DANCER WAS NAMED 'BIFURCATED BILL'?!?
Judging by the bulges in his little shorts, Karla was pretty sure he had.
Re: Day One: Night [Theed]
BritishCoruscanti accents), Karla had abandoned her newdollsaction figures in search of something else to do. The boyos--except for Ender, of course--had left to go enjoy some 'cultural experiences,' which Karla assumed would involve a lot of drinking and bendy Twi'lek dancers.Yeah. She'd heard about Ben's adventures on Naboo before.
But that was fine. Because what Ben hadn't realized was that Karla had been expecting this very thing: them going out and leaving her behind. And while they'd been wandering around Theed that afternoon, she hadn't just been shopping for things that would make Ben sad. She'd also kept her eye out for some 'cultural experiences' of her own. And she'd found two: Bet Your Assets and The Landing Strip. A coin toss had decided that tonight she'd be visiting The Landing Strip.
After getting dropped off (by a SPACE TAXI!), Karla went inside, exchanged a bunch of credits for paper vouchers that were better for throwing (and possibly tucking), and helped herself to a table right up close to the action.
Oh. Hapan boys were pretty. And space drinks were really strong. And--DID THE ANNOUNCER JUST SAY THE NEXT DANCER WAS NAMED 'BIFURCATED BILL'?!?
Judging by the bulges in his little shorts, Karla was pretty sure he had.
...In short, Karla was having a GRAND TIME.