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Pinnacle Inc. Transcripts for Gala Event 120404

Posted below are transcripts for the gala event.


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Gala Event 120404 - Episode One

EPISODE ONE:
Speeders of all types and sizes are dropping off attendees of the gala event at the Pinnacle Inc. Grand Pavillion (also known as Building 310). The red carpet is lined with armed troops and people trying to get a look at who is attending this event that happens only once every three years. Lights flood the entrance so that there are no shadows or trouble spots, providing a safe entrance for those attending.

Inside, a wide stairway takes the guests to the second level, which is the dining room. Elsewhere on the floor are rooms for security and mechanicals for the building. One level below are the kitchens where the dinner will be prepared.
The dining room is a huge room, taking up the entire level of the building. It is divided by automatic walls to adjust for the size of the event or events taking place there. There are also support collumns that are ornately carved and decorated for the event.
Above the dining room is the conference rooms. The level is much like the dining room level. Adjustable walls divide the level into various rooms of various sizes.
Above the conference room level is the main ballroom. Three times the height of the previous levels, it is an awesome sight to see. Columns ring the outer edges of the dance floor, which is at the center of the level. A stage for the orchestra is at one end. The other end has a bar with entrances on either side of it. Along the sides of the dance floor are tables and seating for those attending the event. Service lifts are located at either end of each level.

@#@#@ BEGIN EPISODE ONE @#@#@

<Trila_Solahn> ::folds her arms and stares at her slinky black dress one more time before sighing and slipping herself into it:: Self: I don't know why I have to go to this thing... it's nuts anyway... I'd much rather be out flying Aja around the planet somewhere...
<Simon DeForte> ::walks up the red carpet, not making eye contact with anyone on the sidelines::
<Chasem_Rei> :: shifts unconfortably in his somewhat fancy clothes, well, as fancy as a bounty hunter will wear:: Self: It's been a long time since I've had to dress like this. :: walks up to the entrance, hoping the guards will only take his blasters and not notice the dart pistol in his sleeve::
<Keyan> :: stands around next to one of the ornately carved support beams and continues to look totally unfomferatable in his suit ::

ACTION:: Security scans everyone thoroughly at the entrance and asks Chasem to step to the side and hand over all of his weapons::

<Elina> ::walks down the red carpet, the short skirt on her new blue dress swaying with her hips::
<Chasem_Rei> :: hands over his two blasters, and his vibro-knucklers, and his vibro-blade, and his stun baton, still hoping they won't notice the small dart pistol in his sleeve::
<Simon DeForte> ::walks past Chasem at the entrance and through security::
<Trila_Solahn> ::tugs her hair up into a neat roll and rechecks her makeup before heading out to the event:: Self: I hope the liquor is good...
<Chasem_Rei> :: senses Simon pass him and sees him out of the corner of his eye but doesn't react::
<Elina> ::walks up behind Chasem with a smile:: Chasem: You can't even go to a party without all the hardware?
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs at Elina::
<Simon DeForte> ::nods to the Chairman and his companions as he makes his way up the stairway::
<Chasem_Rei> :: sighs as he hands over his dart pistol too::
<Elina> :: shakes her head with a smile and clears security easily...there's hardly many places she could be hiding a weapon::
<Chasem_Rei> :: finally gets through security, stripped of everyone weapon except the ones they can't take away, his mind, and his body, and heads into the building, looking for Simon::

ACTION:: Guests begin to file up the stairway past the Chairman, who is hosting the event::

<Chasem_Rei> :: makes mental notes of the armed guards in case he needs a weapon sometime tonight::
<Trila_Solahn> ::heads to the hall for the event, her dress swishing about her legs as she quickenes her pace after stepping out of the "cab-like" speeder she used to get there::
<Chasem_Rei> :: continues to move quickly through the guests looking for Simon, without looking like he's hurrying::
<Simon DeForte> ::looks the tables over as he walks through the dining room, checking to see which table he is to sit at::
<Chairman Dendrum> ::watches everyone enter, with a broad smile on his face... greeting those who require it::
<Trila_Solahn> :: steps onto the red carpet and glances up the staircase as she looks slightly menacing at the men ogling her::
<Chasem_Rei> :: heads into the dining room and looks around, knowing that with the number of people packed in there he'd never be able to sense Simon::
<Elina> ::walks into the dining room, looking for her table::
<Simon DeForte> ::finds his seat and looks at who else is at his table before going to get a c0cktail::
<Trila_Solahn> ::takes some of the tail of her dress in her hand to make it easier to climb the stairs as she heads to the dining room, anxious for a strong c0cktail::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots Simon and makes his way to him, not knocking anyone over, but not being completely polite either::
<Keyan> :: Heads to the tables of the dining room to search out his spot, not exactly having fun, but eh. He'd live. He could always put in extra time at the firing range later. ::
<Simon DeForte> :: smiles politely at the young lady who hands him his c0cktail and takes a sip::
<Chasem_Rei> :: reaches Simon:: Simon: Could I have a word with you?
<Simon DeForte> ::looks back and turns to face Chasem:: Chasem: Sure. What is it?
<Chasem_Rei> :: lowers his voice so that only Simon can hear:: Simon: I assume ordering our deaths was all part of some kind of ruse? Or at least I hope so, for your sake.
<Chairman Dendrum> ::watches the last person expected to arrive go upstairs and follows::
<Simon DeForte> :: sips his drink :: Chasem: You are still breathing, so does it really matter?
<Elina> ::makes note of which table she is supposed to sit at and looks around the room for people she might know::
<Trila_Solahn> ::makes her way through the crowd and heads to the end of the bar, completely out of sight of Simon and Chas for the moment as she orders a nice strong drink and gladly accepts it with a relishing gulp::
<Chasem_Rei> Simon: Not today, and I don't really even blame you, if there is one thing to fear in the galaxy it's a smuggler with an overdose of morals. But just make sure that next time you order my death, see that it gets carried out, or find somewhere good to hide. :: turns and walks off::
<Simon DeForte> :: sips his drink again:: Chasem: I'll make a note of that.
<Keyan> :: melts in with the crowd to just see if there is anyone he really 'wants' to talk to. He hadn't really been in to talking lately. Not after two fouled up missions. ::
<Simon DeForte> :: sips his drink some more and heads back to his seat::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots Elina and looks around for Trila::
<Trila_Solahn> :: slugs back her drink and quickly orders another, feeling the burn of this one go down and her nerves settle somewhat::
<Elina> :: spots a head above most of the crowd that she recognizes and starts making her way in Keyan's direction::
<Chairman Dendrum> ::gets to the top of the stairway and looks around, then nods to an officer who is standing near::
<Officer> ::clears his throat and blows a whistle to get everyone's attention::
<Simon DeForte> :: sets his drink down and looks to the officer::
<Elina> :: stops and turns toward the whistle::
<Trila_Solahn> ::takes her drink and turns to look at the officer as she takes a sip::
<Chasem_Rei> :: glances over at the Chairman::
<Officer> ALL: Attention! Chairman Garret Dundrum the Third is now present! Please take your seats.
<Chasem_Rei> Self: Whoa, big deal. :: of course sarcastically::
<Elina> :: sighs, looks in Keyan's direction once more, and returns to her table::

ACTION:: The crowd begins to move through the tables and the sound of hundreds of chairs being pulled out can be heard::

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Gala Event 120404 - Episode One

(continued)

<Trila_Solahn> :: scoffs to herself:: Self: Would be nice if I knew where I was sitting... ::makes her way through the crowd and tries to find her seat::
<Simon DeForte> :: takes his seat and switches the name card next to him for one across the table from him::
<Keyan> :: Moves back to his seat and sits down. Man he hoped interesting people sat here. Otherwise tonight would just plain suck. ::
<Chasem_Rei> :: picks a table with an empty chair and looks to see if it's the one he's supposed to sit at::
<Chasem_Rei> :: finds his seat at Elina's table and sits down::
<Elina> ::looks over at Chasem and nods politely::
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods back at Elina:: Elina: So, did Trila ask about what we were talking about back on Gelt?
<Elina> Chasem: She hasn't since I told her it was nothing..
<Simon DeForte> :: sips the last of his drink and looks for a waiter::
<Trila_Solahn> ::asks an attendant to help her find her seat and follows him to the table::
<Elina> Chasem: I don't plan to tell her
<Simon DeForte> :: sees Bill taking a seat as he looks for a waiter:: Bill: How are you?
<Bill>::finds his name on a name card and takes a seat before glancing up to see who's talking to him::
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: I figured you'd want to know, that I don't care what you tell her when she asks. So you don't have to worry about repercussions.
<Bill>::his jaw opens slightly:: Simon: Simon? I thought you were... when did you get back?
<Simon DeForte> Bill: A few days ago. I was busy as soon as I got back. Reports and etc. You know how it goes.
<Elina> Chasem: No matter my personal feelings about what you did to me, you are still a part of this team, and I don't betray team members. :: shrugs::
<Simon DeForte> ::notices Keyan at the next table:: Keyan: Want to switch places with someone from this table?
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods, ignoring the sub text::
<Bill>::nods:: Simon: Does.... well.... umm... who knows you're back?
<Keyan> Simon: Anything open?
<Simon DeForte> ::nods to Keyan:: Keyan: Sure. ::grabs a card and hands it over:: Take this and bring yours over.
<Simon DeForte> Bill: No one knows really. I'm sure she will find out soon enough.
<Elina> Chasem: I must admit though, it did give me a chance to shop
<Bill>::eyes him and can't help but chuckle:: Simon: And... you're not worried?
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: I noticed. :: gets a confused look that he just said that::
<Keyan> :: Takes the card from simon and replaces his with it, and quietly moves over and places his card in the empty seat. :: Both: Hi.
<Simon DeForte> Bill: Should I be? She wasn't exactly jumping in my arms last time I saw her.
<Elina> :: smiles:: Chasem: You did? Should I take that as a compliment?
<Chasem_Rei> :: waves a dismissive hand:: Elina: You should take everything however you like.
<Simon DeForte> Bill: This is Keyan Dargan. Keyan: This is Bill...uhhh. Bill: Sorry, forgot your last name.
<Bill>::nods at Keyan:: Simon: Hayward....
<Simon DeForte> ::gives a nod of rememberence::
<Elina> Chasem: That seems to get me into trouble...
<Keyan> :: Nods to Bill :: Bill: Nice to meet you.
<Simon DeForte> Both: You two have a bit in common. Work-wise that is.
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: But it isn't trouble of your making. So you shouldn't worry about it.
<Bill> Simon: True, but she might be jumping ON you this time... not in a good way either... ::looks up and squares his shoulders as he sees her making her way through the crowd::... speak of the devil....
<Simon DeForte> :: smiles to Bill, but only briefly::
<Elina> :: shrugs:: Chasem: Some of it is. I could have been nicer to Keyan I guess.
<Elina> Chasem: And to you
<Trila_Solahn> :: smiles as she sees Bill and Keyan and makes her way over, laying her drink on the table in front of her nameplate, unknowing that Simon is there yet:: Bill/Keyan: Good to see a familiar face finally...
<Keyan> Both: So.. Am I the only one uncomferatable here?
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: Dargan will get over it I'm sure. And I neither need, nor expect kindness from anyone.

ACTION:: Chairman Dendrum takes his seat and looks to see if everyone has found their seat. At his table are some prominent shareholders of Pinnacle Inc and some regular and influential clients::

<Simon DeForte> :: straightens out his tuxedo-like suit and looks up at Trila, his face not giving away any emotion at all::
<Elina> Chasem: Still, you had good intentions...
<Trila_Solahn> ::turns her head to look at the set of eyes that are gazing up at her now, her jaw drops and her eyes widen::
<Simon DeForte> Trila: You may want to sit down.
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: Removal of your bounty was not number one on my list of reasons to do what I did. But everyone profitted from it. Except Dargan, Hendra, and Kurt.
<Keyan> :: mumbles to self :: Self: Guess so...
<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: Still, I am sorry I was so angry. As it turns out, what you did was all right in the end.
<Trila_Solahn> ::clamps her mouth shut as she seems to be frozen to her spot, unhearing anyone else for the moment. Her eyes suddenly narrow:: Simon: Don't tell me what to do DeForte... ::looks over at Bill and Keyan:: Keyan/Bill: Does one of you care to change seats with me? I think there's been a mixup.
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: As I told Dargan it would be. Things would have turned out even better, for him at least, if he'd just kept up his end of the deal, and Hendra hadn't become a problem.
<Chairman Dendrum> :: stands and raises his glass:: ALL: This is an event that only happens not nearly often enough. I would like to thank everyone for attending and hope you find it a very entertaining evening. With that said, I would like to make a toast. To the long health of our relationships and our interests. May they last as long as they need to. ::takes a drink and smiles::
<Elina> :: smirks:: Chasem: Hendra can be like that from time to time, though I never would have guessed she would have cheated you.
<Simon DeForte> ::grabs the glass from the table and takes a drink to the toast::
<Bill>::looks a little uneasy:: Trila: Umm... perhaps in a moment... ::whispers:: wouldn't want to cause a scene...
<Chasem_Rei> :: doesn't look at the chairman when he's speaking:: Elina: She made a very big mistake. Kurt made one as well trusting her. She was the one who killed him by the way.
<Keyan> :: stands :: Trila: Here.. I
<Keyan> 'll be leaving soon anyway.
<Simon DeForte> ::takes Trila's hand:: Trila:Take your seat, please. It's only a dinner.
<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: I'm not surprised, and I did not want to marry him of course, but I am still sorry to hear of his fate.
<Trila_Solahn> ::quickly takes her hand away and stares down at him as she plops down in her seat, nodding at Keyan:: Keyan: Thanks anyway....
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: Don't be. He was a useless idiot. I'm sure he did noone any good when he was alive and he won't now.
<Elina> ::laughs:: Chasem: That's a pretty accurate assessment
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: You were smart back on Coruscant by the way. I expected you to put up more of a fight than you did. I guess you have some sense.
<Bill>::takes the toast and glances at the pair before turning his attention back to the Chairman::
<Simon DeForte> ::finally gets a waiter to go to the bar to get another drink for him::
<Elina> ::raises an eyebrow:: Chasem: Yes, I do have some sense. :: smiles::
<Simon DeForte> Bill: So, Bill, What were we saying before all of this? ::nods to Trila::
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: More than a certain smuggler I know. :: looks over at Simon's table::

ACTION:: The Chairman takes his seat and waiters file out and begin serving the meal, which is quite gourmet::

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Gala Event 120404 - Episode One

(continued)

<Bill>::coughs nervously and tries to regain his composure:: DeForte: Oh... umm... I was finished anyway...
<Elina> Chasem: Hmm? Why do you say that?
<Simon DeForte> Bill: Oh, I see. ::looks over to Trila:: Trila: You can speak to me if you like. I don't mind. As long as it's not too loud. ::grins briefly::
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: Trila's tendancy to jump into situations that aren't either part of the mission or her business is going to get her killed one of these days. Not that I would mind the loss, I just don't want to go down with her when it happens.
<Trila_Solahn> :: smiles sweetly at him:: DeForte: Then I guess I better not say anything...
<Simon DeForte> ::nods:: Trila: Yes, I should have known better to even suggest it.
<Keyan> All: Did I miss something?
<Trila_Solahn> ::is sipping on her drink a lot and notices most of it gone now and quickly orders another one from a passing waiter::
<Elina> Chasem: Good point. I had so much of a headache that whole time that it seems to be slippery in my mind.
<Trila_Solahn> DeForte: Lucky for you then...
<Bill>Keyan: So Dargan... when did you get back?
<Chasem_Rei> :: starts to apologize for the no doubt lousy job he did patching her up but keeps quiet and looks around the room::
<Elina> Chasem: By the way..thank you for helping me that night. I was in bad shape
<Keyan> Bill: Well, I got back the same time he did. :: Jerks a thumb at Simon :: I'm the one that pulled him off that planet.

ACTION:: Everyone is served their dinners by now and th waiters begin to takes plates from those served first::

<Chasem_Rei> Elina: What help it was. :: half laughs::
<Bill>::tucks into his meal hungrily::
<Elina> Chasem: Don't sell yourself short. I could have died. Just keeping me awake as best you could may have saved my life.
<Simon DeForte> ::looks over to Trila before eating::
<Keyan> :: looks at the meal and quietly pushes it away, not hungry. ::
<Bill>::looks at him:: Dargan: Really?...::looks over at DeForte with a wry grin:: So he saved your ass huh?
<Elina> ::looks down at her dinner and starts eating::
<Keyan> Bill: Thats my job. Saving peoples asses.
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: I'm surprised you survived at all. I'm better at introducing people to death than keeping them from him.
<Simon DeForte> ::looks up from his meal:: Bill: Yes, he did. And he did a great job at it too. Some people know their job.
<Trila_Solahn> ::eats her meal, carefully listening to the conversation at the table::
<Elina> ::laughs:: Chasem: And in that we are opposites, but I won't hold that against you.
<Keyan> :: eyes Simon and goes quiet. He is SO not having fun.::
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: Good, then we understand each other. :: turns away from Elina::
<Elina> ::raises an eyebrow but says nothing, just continues to eat her dinner::
<Trila_Solahn> ::is suddenly offended by the last part of Simon's remark that she drops her fork and stands from the table:: Bill/Keyan: Excuse me please gentlemen... but I refuse to sit next to someone who is going to insult me
<Bill>::chews his meat and grins at Keyan:: Dargan: You gotta tell me all about it... who was the kid, I heard Trila talking about?
<Simon DeForte> ::looks up at Trila:: Trila: No one even mentioned your name. How could anyone insult you?
<Trila_Solahn> Simon: I do a great job, because as far as I'm concerned I go above and beyond my job...
<Simon DeForte> ::nod:: Trila: I'm sure everyone knows how well you do your job. You also take things way too personal, even when they may or may not be about you. It's not always about you, Miss Solahn.

ACTION:: Whether they are done or not, waiters gather the last of the dinner plates and file out of the room::

<Trila_Solahn> ::quickly glances around and sits down, her face coming close to his:: Simon: No? Then what was all that back there on Gelt Hall, huh? I'm sorry, Simon... but when someone I love fires on me.. my ship... and threatens my life... I DO take it personally...
<Keyan> Bill: Don't know, don't care. He's dead now.
<Chairman Dendrum> :: stands:: ALL: Please feel free to move on to the Ball Room. c0cktails and entertainment will be provided there. :: smiles and takes his wife's hand, guiding her towards the stairs leading to the ball room::
<Bill>:: straightens:: Keyan: Dead?... but I thought... ::glances at Trila, who's too engrossed in "talking" with Simon to notice their conversation anymore::... wow... did you kill him?
<Simon DeForte> ::frowns:: Trila: You gave me no choice on Gelt. I had to get you off that planet before all hell broke loose. If only you had gone when you were told, things wouldn't have gone that far.
<Elina> :: stands from the table and smooths her dress with the palms of her hands before heading for the ballroom::
<Simon DeForte> :: pushes his seat back and gets up before pushing it in. Straightens his suit and lets others move past him::
<Trila_Solahn> ::looks confused as she stands:: DeForte: That kid asked for my help... he wasn't a criminal... why'd you take him away?
<Chasem_Rei> :: stands from the table and can't help but watch Elina walk away out of the corner of his eye, he's a cold calculating bounty hunter, but he's still a guy::
<Keyan> Bill: Yes, I've killed lots of people.
<Simon DeForte> Bill: I wish you all the luck in the galaxy. ::nods to him then looks to Trila:: Trila: I am not able to discuss that here. We can talk about it later if you must know.
<Bill Hayward>DeForte: Uhh, thanks... I think.... ::looks somewhat confused::
<Simon DeForte> ::looks past Trila to Keyan:: Keyan: I know you won't discuss what happened without permission.
<Trila_Solahn> ::looks at him and nods:: DeForte: I do... I need to...
<Simon DeForte> ::gives her the look to follow him and turns to walk to the stairway::
<Keyan> Simon: Whatever you say. :: almost regrets hauling Simon's ass off that planet and risking his life to do it. ::
<Trila_Solahn> ::watches him walk off and follows him closely::
<Simon DeForte> ::makes his way through the croud and stops briefly at the stairway before going up::

@#@#@ END EPISODE ONE @#@#@

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Gala Event 120404 - Episode Two

EPISODE TWO:
Guests have arrived in the ball room. Three times the height of the other levels of the building, the ball room is a breath-taking sight. Columns ring the outer edges of the dance floor, which is at the center of the level. A stage for the orchestra is at one end. The other end has a bar with entrances on either side of it. Along the sides of the dance floor are tables and seating for those attending the event. Service lifts are located at either end of each level.
Simon and Trila are seated at one of the tables at the edge of the dance floor, while the others are mixing and mingling with the rest of the guests.
Chairman Dendrum has given the orchestra the signal to begin playing, and guests filter out to the dance floor to dance. The Chairman has taken his wife to join the guests on the floor.

@#@#@ BEGIN EPISODE TWO @#@#@

<Admiralla> ::makes her way through the crowd back to her table after getting herself another drink::
<Simon_DeForte> ::sits at the table, turning his glass between his fingers::
<Chasem_Rei> :: is leaning against one of the walls, watching the mass of people and just generally being bored::
<Elina> ::gets a drink from the bar and stands on the edge of the dance floor::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: stands at the back of one of the columns facing away from the dancefloor and the bar, generaly trying to avoid people. ::
<Trila_Solahn> ::slinks through a talkative bunch of men and heads directly for the table::
<Guest1> ::holds out a hand to Trila:: Trila: Hey! Beautiful! Want to dance?
<Simon_DeForte> ::looks up to see a man stop Trila:: Self: Who is he now?
<Trila_Solahn> ::turns to the guest and smiles politely:: Guest: Thanks, but no....::turns away and heads back to the table, rolling her eyes at Simon as her back is to the man::
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods::
<Chasem_Rei> :: considers leaving the party very early::
<Guest1> ::shakes his head:: Guest2: What a tease!
<Simon_DeForte> ::takes a sip from his drink and sets it down::
<Chasem_Rei> :: wonders idly if any of the guests have bounties on their heads::
<Trila_Solahn> :: plops down into her seat and sips her drink as her eyes fall to Simon::
<Elina> ::walks along the edge of the room between the columns and the wall, thinking about looking for a table::
<Chairman> :: dances with his wife until she's had enough, and they make their way back to their reserved table, stopping only to make polite conversations with the guests::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Goes about looking for a reason to excuse himself early. Anything was better then a party. Especially one with people that were angry with him. ::
<Simon_DeForte> ::looks to Trila:: Trila: I suppose you want a full report. Should we include everyone else who was involved or just you?
<Bill>::leans on a post, swirling his drink in his hand and smiling at some of the women that pass in front of him::
<Trila_Solahn> ::frowns:: Simon: What's that supposed to mean?
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots Keyan moving around and considers asking him about the last mission but decides not too::
<Elina> ::looks around the crowd and spots a familier form, making her way over:: Keyan: Hey! I haven't seen you in a while.
<Simon_DeForte> ::sits back in his seat:: Trila: You made it clear that you were upset about what happened on Gelt. I don't blame you for being upset, but you seem to want an explanation.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He looks and sighs :: Elina: Hi... I've been trying to make myself scarce.
<Elina> Keyan: Mind if I ask why?
<Trila_Solahn> ::nods:: Simon: Wouldn't you? I escourt this kid to Gelt Hall, under the pretense he's to take over as their new leader, and I'm met with force... the kid is taken away with force.. and then I'm shot at to make sure I leave... wouldn't YOU want an explanation?
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He shrugs ::
<Elina> ::sighs:: Keyan: Still mad at me?
<Simon_DeForte> ::looks around to see if any ears are too close:: Trila: Please keep your voice down. ::looks back to his drink:: Trila, you have this way about you that puts you in danger all too often. Maybe it's your hot-headedness, maybe it's your will to get involved deeper than you need to be. What happened there was strictly business. Nothing more.
<Simon_DeForte> ::takes a sip from his glass:: Trila: My orders to fire on you were just as you said. To get you the heck out of there and in a hurry. As for the kid, he was a threat to those people, whether you believe it or not.
<Trila_Solahn> ::leans her face close to his, keeping her voice low and somewhat menacing:: Simon: You... shot at me, Simon... you.... yes, you ordered the troops to fire too.. fine... but YOU... fired on Aja... she was NO threat to you or the troops whatsoever and you KNEW that...
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He shrugs again, not knowing what to do. ::
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: Yes, I knew that. I also knew that you would move faster that way. I also knew where to fire so not to damage her too badly. I was careful.
<Trila_Solahn> :: eyes him curiously as she sits back and takes another sip of her drink. Still unsure of things:: Simon: He was a kid... a typical kid.
  One with overactive hormones mind you, but still he gave me no reason to believe that he'd done or could do anything wrong. If at all I wondered how he was going to run a government with his immaturity levels
<Elina> Keyan: Look, what do you want me to say? I understand what you did, and you were right. I am safer now. You have reason to be mad at Chasem for not sharing the wealth, but why be angry with me?
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods:: Trila: He was very convincing, wasn't he? He had me fooled too. I broke him out of that place that same night. Almost got killed for my kindness. If it weren't for Keyan, I'd be a vegetable by now or worse.
<Trila_Solahn> ::straightens her form, looking at him suddenly very concerned:: Simon: What?...
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods:: Trila: That's right. He tried to kill me. He had some cult-like army that did his every bidding and you were meant to deliver him back to that army, though I doubt he mentioned it in passing, huh?
<Trila_Solahn> ::shakes her head slowly:: Simon:... no.... ::closes her eyes and lets out a slow breath::... I knew I should have gone back there somehow...
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He eyes her for a time. :: Elina: I do not liked to be questioned. At all. I do what I do because I think it right. If I had it to do over again now, I probably wouldn't have done it, the way you both turned on me in diffrent ways.
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: Why? So he could kill you too? ::shakes his head:: No, you did the right thing by leaving. I wouldn't know what I would do if you were killed there. ::looks down at his drink and takes a sip::
<Elina> Keyan: I said I was sorry. I didn't understand why you would do such a thing. I was hurt, and I lashed out. ::sigh:: I can do no more than apologize..
<Trila_Solahn> ::for once in her life is silent as she stares into her drink::
<Keyan_Dargan> Elina: Very well then, apology excepted, now if you will excuse me. :: Turns and elbows his way through the crowd, towards the door. ::
<Simon_DeForte> ::continues to look at his glass:: Trila: When we last saw each other on Tynna, we were upset at each other. I didn't want us to end that way. I don't know what would happen to me if you were to have died without me telling you that I still love you.
<Bill>::notices Keyan:: Dargan: Hey Dargan... what happened to you? I thought we were going to rustle up some women?
<Elina> ::takes a few steps after him before the crowd closes in:: Keyan: Wait! Please...
<Keyan_Dargan> Bill: Bill, do yourself a favor. Give up on women, they will only turn on you in the end. Even if you are the one that continues to save them, or at least do what you can to keep them safe.
<Trila_Solahn> :: doesn't look up as her eyes close for a moment, savouring his words:: Simon: So what took you so long?
<Simon_DeForte> ::looks up:: Trila: So long for what?
<Bill>:: raises his eyebrows:: Dargan: Ummm... okay... but if I gave up that easily... I'd be pretty miserable... ::smirks:: I bounced back after little Miss Vixen, didn't I?
<Trila_Solahn> ::meets his eyes:: Simon: How come it took you this long to talk to me? Why couldn't you come and see me when you got back?
<Simon_DeForte> ::sighs:: Trila: You know how things are when a mess occurs. I was stuck in briefings and examinations for days. I only got back to my apartment this morning.
<Elina> ::works her way through the crowd to where she can still see Keyan standing::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Shrugs again. :: Bill: I wouldn't know. I'm destined to be miserable.
<Elina> ::sees Bill and Keyan talking and stops a few yards away::
<Bill>::claps him on the shoulder and smiles:: Dargan: Aww, don't be so hard on yourself, mate... you'll live... I did...:: points to a wallflower just over at the next post::... why don't you ask her to dance? She might be just what you need to get your mind off things...

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Gala Event 120404 - Episode Two

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<Guest1> ::spots Elina:: Elina: Excuse me, Miss. Would you care for a dance?
<Elina> Guest1: No thank you, really. I'm not in the mood... ::tries not to cry as she looks at Keyan::
<Trila_Solahn> ::nods:: Simon: I guess so... :: reaches across the table and gently lays her hand on his::...
<Guest1> :: puts his arm around Elina:: Elina: Perhaps we can get a drink?
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He shakes his head. :: Bill: I think I'm going to excuse myself and hit up a bar that a little more my tastes. Your welcome to join me if you want..
<Elina> ::tries to duck away from the man:: Guest1: No, really. I'm fine.
<Simon_DeForte> ::turns his hand to take hers:: Trila: Maybe we should just leave. I'm sure we wont be missed.
<Guest1> Elina: But you need someone. I'm available. you're available. Come on!
<Trila_Solahn> ::gives him a tiny smile:: Simon: Probably not...
<Elina> ::raises her voice slightly, but still trying not to make a scene:: Guest1: No thank you. I'd much rather not.
<Simon_DeForte> ::looks around and back to her:: Trila: How is Aja, by the way? I really didn't want to hurt her.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Perks up at the sound of a familiar voice, but shakes his head. She's a big girl, she can handle herself, as she put it. :: Bill: So?
<Guest1> Elina: What's wrong? You like someone more like you? If you know what I mean? ::winks:: I'll watch if you like.
<Trila_Solahn> ::shrugs slightly:: Simon: She took very little damage. She recharged her sheilding the moment we hit sunlight again. It was pretty much that way with all the fire power she took... even the next morning...
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods, looking relieved:: Trila: Then let's get out of here. ::gets out of his seat::
<Bill>::nods:: Dargan: Sure... but umm... ::nods in the direction of Elina::... you might want to see that she's okay... he doesn't seem to be going away that easily...
<Elina> Guest1: I am not that kind of girl. Nor am I your kind of girl. I have friends that you would not appreciate meeting.
<Trila_Solahn> ::comes to her feet and remains close to Simon as she follows him out::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots Elina and the guest and picks up on what's happening, but doesn't move from his spot on the wall::
<Guest1> Elina: I don't know who your friends are and I don't care. I only wanted to dance with a pretty girl. But now you don't seem so pretty. ::turns his back on her and moves away::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He nods. :: Bill: So it does.. Pardon me. :: Turns around and quickly blends inot the crowd to do what he does best. Hunt. ::
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods to people he knows as he passes them, looking over to Trila once in a while::
<Trila_Solahn> ::meets his eyes and smiles a little, slipping her hand into his as they slip through the crowd::
<Elina> ::sighs in relief and mumbles under her breath:: Drunken fool... ::looks around for Keyan but doesn't see him and sighs, wiping a tear from her eye::
<Bill>::finishes his drink and lays it on a nearby table... watching Dargan in case he needs some help::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Watches the guy leave her be, and decideds he's really not needed anymore. But continues to keep an eye out while doing his best not to be seen, by anyone.. ::
<Simon_DeForte> :: pulls Trila out of the building and passed the armed guards outside::
<Bill>::heads over to Dargan:: Dargan: So we still gonna get out of here?
<Elina> ::moves absently through the crowd, more or less in the direction of the bar, and wonders why Keyan's anger hurts so much::
<Chasem_Rei> :: watches Elina move through the crowd, for lack of anything better to do::
<Guest2> ::sees Elina's state and moves to help her:: Elina: Is everything ok? You look a bit distressed.
<Trila_Solahn> ::walks carefully along as her dress doesn't allow her much more room to walk than a quick pace:: Simon: So where we headed? My place? ... ::grins:: or yours...
<Elina> Guest2: I'm fine, thank you.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Holds his hand out at Bill:: Bill: Hold that thought for just a moment, will you?
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: Yours of course. ::grins as he hails a taxi::
<Guest2> ::nods:: Elina: If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. ::showing genuine concern::

ACTION:: A Taxi has been waiting for guests to leave and moves up quickly to Simon::

<Elina> ::nods:: Guest2: Thank you, but it is personal. I will be fine.
<Elina> ::moves away from the man, not really feeling too fine::
<Guest2> ::still looks concerned and follows her at a distance::
<Bill>::nods as he waits for Dargan::
<Simon_DeForte> ::jumps into the taxi, pulling Trila over his lap and gives Trila's building number to the driver::
<Trila_Solahn> ::chuckles slightly:: Simon: Good to see you're not too anxious
<Elina> ::sits down at the bar and orders a drink, sipping it slowly::
<Simon_DeForte> ::gets pushed back into his seat, as the driver accelerates quickly:: Trila: The sooner I get out of this suit, the better.
<Guest2> ::moves to the bar not too far from Elina and orders a drink as well::
<Elina> ::notices Guest2 sit down and keeps a wary eye on him, remembering the other man::
<Trila_Solahn> ::slips her arms around his neck and snuggles closer to him:: Simon: I can help you with that... ::tugs at his jacket::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Begins his slow movement towards the bar. Doesn't like having to watch out for people, but does it because thats what he does. Kill peple and protect people. ::

ACTION:: The taxi comes to an abrupt stop and the driver says, "five credits please"::

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Gala Event 120404 - Episode Two

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<Simon_DeForte> ::reaches into his pocket and tosses ten credits at the driver:: Trila: Let's go.
<Elina> ::finishes her drink and orders another, wiping at her eyes now and then::
<Chasem_Rei> :: continues switching his view between the mass of people dancing and Elina at the bar::
<Trila_Solahn> ::gets out of the cab, just outside her building and heads inside with him:: Simon: Will you slow down... this dress can only stretch so far you know... I'm going to rip myself out of it in a minute...
<Guest2> ::moves over towards Elina:: Elina: Are you sure I can't be of help? At least someone to talk to?
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: I can help with that. ::laughs as he goes inside the lift::
<Elina> ::sighs:: Guest2: There is nothing you can do to help me.
<Guest2> ::sighs:: Elina: I just hate to see beautiful women be so sad at such a grand event. You should be having more fun than this.
<Bill>::heads over to Dargan:: Dargan: So we heading on? If not, I have a cute little number over there making eyes at me that I wouldn't mind asking to dance...
<Elina> Guest2: I have lost a friend, and can not seem to get him back. I am not in the mood for fun tonight.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He turns to bill :: Bill:Sure, go ahead. I have to make sure things turn out fine here.
<Guest2> ::nods:: Elina: I understand. ::looks sadly at his own drink:: I recently lost someone too.
<Trila_Solahn> ::stands in the lift and punches the number to her floor as she turns to look up at him::
<Elina> Guest2: Who?
<Simon_DeForte> :: begins taking her dress off:: Trila: You need to get this off if you want to move faster. ::grins::
<Trila_Solahn> ::her eyes widen as she stops him from slipping the straps off her shoulders:: Simon: What are you doing? We're not even there yet!
<Guest2> ::looks up at the ceiling:: Elina: Someone I loved very much. I still miss her.
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: That's going to stop you? :: begins taking his suit off::
<Elina> Guest2: Where is she?
<Guest2> ::looks back to his drink:: Elina: She died a year ago.
<Elina> Guest2: I'm sorry. My friend is still alive. He is here in fact...somewhere. We had a misunderstanding and now he does not wish to speak with me..
<Trila_Solahn> ::gets a very devilish look in her eyes:: Simon: Probably not... ::slips her arms around his waist and draws him to her, kissing him deeply::
<Guest2> ::nods and looks to her with watery eyes:: Elina: You are lucky then. Give him time. He will come around. If not, you may wish to find another.

ACTION:: The lift door opens revealing two half naked people kissing, to a woman and her son, who pushes him off and away from the lift::

<Elina> Guest2: I can not imagine finding another. He has saved my life more times than I remember. He has always been there for me.

<Trila_Solahn> :: pauses in kissing him long enough to smile at the woman:: Simon: Umm, we're here...
<Guest2> Elina: Then give him time. He will be there for you again.
<Simon_DeForte> ::grins:: Trila: Let's go then. ::gathers their clothes and heads out of the lift::
<Elina> ::sighs:: Guest2: I wish I could know that for certain.
<Guest2> ::nods and sips his drink:: Elina: You will know when the time comes. Trust me.

<Trila_Solahn> ::holds up the front of her dress to her chest as she makes for the hallway and quickly unlocks the door, letting them both in::
<Simon_DeForte> :: drops the clothes on the floor inside the door and sweeps her off the floor and rushes her to her bed::
<Elina> ::looks down at her drink, turning it in her hands, not knowing what else to say...wishing Keyan would just talk to her again::
<Guest2> ::slides his drink away:: Elina: Until then, I can be your friend.
<Elina> ::looks up at him, suddenly wary:: Guest2: Oh?
<Guest2> ::nods:: Elina: If you want a friend, I mean.
<Trila_Solahn> ::wraps her arms around Simon's neck and snuggles into him as he carries her to the room:: Simon: I'm really glad you're home.... I was so worried about you....
<Elina> Guest2: A friend? Or are you trying to find someone new to love?
<Simon_DeForte> Trila: I was worried about you as well. ::falls onto the bed with her::
<Guest2> ::shakes his head:: Elina: Love died for me a year ago. It will never come back.
<Elina> Guest2: At least yours had a chance to grow... My name is Elina. Elina Toi.
<Guest2> ::holds out a hand to her:: Elina: My name is Ian Hawkins. Nice to meet you Elina Toi.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Sighs as it seems from the looks of it Elina has found someone else, so turns on his heals, and makes for an exit. ::
<Chasem_Rei> :: sees Keyan leaving and decides to follow suit after one more glance to the bar::
<Trila_Solahn> ::slips under the bed covers and turns out the light as she kisses him again:: Simon: :: whispered in his ear:: ..... I love you.....
<Elina> ::shakes his hand:: Ian: Nice to meet you as well. ::catches Keyan's movement out the corner of her eye and sighs::
<Guest2> ::looks in the direction she looks in:: Elina: You want to rush off after him, don't you?
<Elina> ::nods at Ian, biting her lip:: Ian: He saw us...Sith knows what he thinks. I have to go after him.
<Guest2> ::looks at her:: Elina: Go ahead. ::slips a holocard towards her:: If you need to talk, you can find me here.
<Elina> ::nods and puts the card in her small blue handbag:: Ian: Thank you... ::waves at him and moves as quickly as she can toward the door::
<Guest2> ::watches her leave and nods:: Self: Maybe I will be happy again. :: drinks his drink::

@#@#@ END EPISODE TWO @#@#@

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