<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.vox-cdn.com/thumbor/w6kM9sIxistKohAXjpHOZpKmMgQ=/54x0:1387x750/1600x900/cdn.vox-cdn.com/uploads/chorus_image/image/54653215/Screen_Shot_2017_05_05_at_10.11.19_AM.0.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Chia Luaneth (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277640.msg13646005#msg13646005)<br/><br/><strong>Species:</strong>Human, Hapan (Hermaphrodite)<br/><br/><strong>Profession:</strong>Business Woman and Gambler<br/><br/><strong>Location|Date:</strong>Day 145 3BBY, The Claxon Club<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everybody<br/><br/>Chia entered the establishment and smiled. The day had gone well, she had haggled two small business affairs and made money,<strong><em>again</em></strong>. She was good at it. This place, these skips were rife with oppitunity to get wealth and ahead, but one had to be good with people, and know lost causes when they came. And ripe oppitunities also. Chia was good at all of these things and reputation of her business cunning was beginning to get around. She also had a repuation of being on the good side of some of the more powerful pirates. Warlords in their own minds, but powerful never the less. For individuals certainly. It certainly smoothed many akward situations over, but a body guard made her feel a lot more comfortable.<br/><br/>Chia took a seat close to where an exotic danger was dancing and sat back, putting her feet up on the railing opposite her. It didn't take long for a waitress to appear asking for drink and refreshment orders and Chia greeted her with a smile. "The usual thanks, and if you give it to me in a hurry I will tip you twenty credits." At this the smile Chia gave the woman was returned and sure enough a drink was soon in her hand. The credits didnt make a difference to her bank account. She would have to be buying a lot more than drinks to make a difference.<br/><br/>Chia looked around the establishment hoping to see someone she knew, she was generous when things were going well. It felt good to give a little, especially drinks and nights out. The night was early, she could afford to stare at the dancer for a while waiting. Chia drunk her drink slowly, and spaced sips in time to the dancers flowing hips. She was thinking of having some spice but thought better of it. Not yet, probably not here.