The music thumped within the dark room, the only light in the dead center where a single pink Twi'lek danced, her graceful body moving beautifully with the beat. The rest of the room was silent as everyone within it watched the girl dance, she was clad very lightly, a velvet robe with strategic cuts on it in order to enhance her form. As the song came to an end she finished the performance with a split. Then it was over, the lights within the room went back on, the spotlight was gone, the silence as well.

Applause came for Siennviwor, not raucous, as that was considered too rowdy, but rather the polite kind that showed her that she had satisfied those that paid her to dance. She rose to her feet and bowed, then quietly walked away from the center of the room. The building she was in was a restaurant, the Glass Rose, behind her was the band, who had now moved to a softer, more subtle tune. 

The Rose was much different from many of the other places to eat in 3030, it prided itself on being a classy establishment in a vulgar undercity. Located near the center of thirty thirty, the Rose had its own private security, though none displayed weapons within the establishment, it was too crude for such a refined place. The patrons were sharp dressed, many of them being the wealthy of 3030. Sienn had been provided one of the finest dresses she had ever seen. 

She approached the bar as a calm chatter filled the restaurant. People looked at her as she walked, most of them men, though they were too stuck up in the Rose's standard of class to make a move on her. That was a bonus in dancing in the place, it was shady, stuck out a bit too much from the rest of the underworld, but that was what it prided itself on.  The Twi'lek wondered if anyone in the restaurant were gang members, some of them had to be, some of the wealthiest in 3030 were prominent gangsters, they just didn't speak of the gangs in here.

"Can I buy you a drink, miss? That performance was breathtaking." Someone said to her as she took a seat at the bar, she turned her head towards the source. It was a Nautolan, a male she guessed, his clothing fancy like all the others in the room. He leaned against the bar next to her, a cocky smile on his amphibious face.

"Sure, if you're buying." Sienn said with a fake smile. Free drinks were a common thing for her and many of her people, she didn't turn them down unless she sensed impure intentions behind the purchase. As the bartender, an Ithorian went to work on fixing the drink, the Nautolan spoke again.

"Name's Kes, I'm a swoop racer, one of the best in the business. Won the last invitation at Corellia. Missed setting the record for it by a second." He said with a laugh.

Sienn had never seen a swoop race, nor cared for it. The fake laugh didn't really work on here, she just wanted a quick drink, her payment, then would be out of this stuffy restaurant.

"I'm Sienn, you're a swoop racer? I heard that's really dangerous, people die all the time in it." The Twi'lek replied as the bartender placed her drink in front of her. It was blue, as she took a sip she noticed it was sweet. Probably something expensive that she had just gotten for free. 

"Oh yeah, that's half the fun though. The danger."

"What are you doing in the undercity?" Sienn asked as she took another drink from the glass. It was probably the classiest thing she'd have all week. Then she noticed a waitress approaching her from her other side, dressed in a fancy black outfit, the woman spoke to Sienn before Kes could.

"Excuse me, very sorry to interrupt, but management wanted me to inform you that your payment has been sent to you. They were very pleased with the show you put on." The woman said, then excused herself again as she left the two aliens alone.

"I got some friends here, they paid for me to come here, said they might involve me in some swoop race within level 3030." The Nautolan said as Sienn finished the rest of her drink. The racer's friends were probably criminals, she was certain he knew that, if he didn't then she almost felt bad for him.

"Oh I see, well thanks for the drink, I gotta be heading home though." Sienn said with a smile to Kes.

"Why don't you give me your communicator code, I'd like to see you later." He said, she wasn't interested. But he probably had groupies if he was half the celebrity he said he was.

"Sorry, I have someone waiting for me. Good luck with the racing though." She didn't have anyone waiting, she just wanted to leave. Kes said nothing else, but she could see the look of disappointment on his face as he ordered a drink for himself as Sienn went into a room provided for her and changed into casual clothing. After checking her credit balance, and seeing the promised payment, she left the Rose, zipping up her leather jacket. She almost smiled at the line of people patently waiting to be allowed into the fancy place.
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Sienn's hand was pulled as her friend lead her into the Pit. The Gamorrean guard by the front entrance allowed both the women in, the humanoid's arms crossed as he did so. It didn't surprise her that such an imposing species was the doorman, as she stepped into the former warehouse she noticed two Trandoshan bouncers on each side of the bar. Fights outside of the cage were common place, and almost allowed by the staff. The bouncers were there if the fights went involved weaponry.

Tala had gone to fetch drinks, she was the human girl that dragged the dancer into the bar. At least the Twi'lek wasn't dancing in such a rowdy place, she was just a patron. She felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb amongst those in the bar, many were tough looking, tattooed and pierced, even some of the women. Loud, thumping music blared through the establishment, glimmik, the Pit was almost a total opposite of the Glass Rose, this was punctured by the fight currently going on in the cage in the center.

As Sienn's friend returned, she handed her a beverage. Both of the women watched the fight, in the cage two shirtless men stood, a human and a Zabrak, both locked in battle. The Zabrak tackled the human down and threw several punches, two impacted into the man's face, causing blood to pour from his nose. As the third came he rolled over and tossed the Zabrak off of him. As he did so, many within the crowd cheered, others banged on the sides of the cage. 

"Oh I just love Lon, he's so hot, just look at how he moves in that cage." Tala said, then cheered as Lon, the human threw a punch which connected with the zabrak's face. Sienn wasn't that interested in the fighting, she never understood the appeal of such a thing in the entertainment sense. Lon was handsome and undefeated in the ring, his groupies were there in full force. 

He just narrowly avoided a kick from the zabrak, then countered with a tackle as he pushed his opponent into the side of the metal cage. They hit it with a bang as Lon banged the Zabrak's head into the side, then again as he knocked out his now fallen foe to secure victory. A clothed Gran entered from a door on the side of the cage, with the help of another he began to pull the unconscious zabrak out. Lon rose both hands in victory as he circled the interior of the cage, cheers, claps and screams filling him with pride as his bare chest was stained in his own blood.

"He won, I told you he would! He's so good." Tala said, cheering too, almost spilling her drink as Sienn shook her head and took another sip.