Attractions

Stage 1

Maul and Talon hated this mission. They didn't want to be here. They didn't want to complete this mission. They wanted to leave, yet they wanted to show their master that they could handle any mission their masters threw at them. Maul felt uncomfortable, he never had been forced by his master to do a mission like this. He hated crowds. He hated people. He hated everyone, even himself at times. His master could of at least of sent him to do this mission alone and not send some Twi'lek with him, who favored just being in her undergarments. Maul understood those reason though, it was a way to catch her male opponents off guard. But now it would be their undoing. Her being a Twi'lek with little clothes would surly draw different and more attention they were suppose to. He hated himself at the moment as much as he hated her. Him just being a Dathomirian Zabrak would also draw more attention to them. He hated how their tattoos made their red skin pop out more. He hated that the only thing he was allowed to wear were golden spandex shorts. He hated how Talon was able to easily adapt to this situation because of being a Twi'lek and always getting the same look from men. He hated how they have been at this bantha shit bar and not even one Jedi strolled into or even by the bar.

Maul silently maneuvered his way on the pole that was attached to the stage. On the pole next to him was Talon. They both had the same flexibility and flamboyance so they were placed in the middle of the stage. Maul swore to himself, if the pole wasn't bolted to the stage everyone in the bar would be dead. That would attract those Jedi, Maul smirked as he thought. Pole dancing was simple for him. Too simple. They only wanted him and Talon on the pole and doing aerial dancing. The owner want more of them. To give some guests "private shows." Maul knew and didn't care that Talon quickly jumped at the offer. He simply told the owner that he would do what ever he wanted when ever he liked. The owner didn't like to decline his costumers from such rare merchandise he had, yet he didn't want to lose Maul so quickly. So he was forced to let Maul do whatever he wanted.

Talon watched as Maul half hearted moved on the pole. She rolled her eyes annoyed at him. Why did she have to be partner with him? Why couldn't Nihl be as flexible as she was? Why couldn't she work with him instead of this Zabrak. He moved like a damned droid. He annoyed her so much. Talon has quickly drawn from her thoughts as she heard the crowd of men that had gathered whistle at her. She smirked at the men as she twisted her way around the pole. The men groaned once an announcement came on that it was time to give Maul and Talon a break. Talon groaned when she looked at the clock. It was no where near the time of their break. Once back stage she glared at him yet not daring to vocalize her frustrations to him. She knew that he was technically considered to be him a higher rank than she was, but that wasn't what was stopping her. It was the fact that he had the only communication link to the other apprentices and she only got it when ever she acted according to his plans. As soon as he sat down on a chair however she couldn't help, but ask.

"Alright, why the hell did cut our act short?" Talon snapped at him and watched as he took a drink of water.

"You would know why if you didn't get caught up with those men. Feel the Force, or is that still too hard for you don't tell me, you Twi'leks are only good for dancing? There is quite the large group of Jedi heading this way. Count yourself lucky, I was close to just walking off the stage." Maul said and used the force to summon another bottle of water to them. He tossed it at Talon, who stood in wonder of how she didn't sense the group of Jedi.

"Get ready. Drawing the attention maybe difficult, we don't know which Jedi we may finally be entertaining. If we're lucky it'll be some weak-minded padawans. Than again judging on what we can sense from here, there will be some Jedi Masters. Remember Talon. Do whatever is necessary to distract these Jedi. Take them into the back. Do whatever, but we need them to keep returning. A padawan has little influence over-"