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Tahiri comes downstairs, cursing quietly to herself. The cells have been getting more and more full lately, and while there seems to be room for all of them, it doesn't solve the problem of what's making people go all crazy.

Plus she seems to be coming down with a sniffle.

All of this is immediately forgotten when she enters the bar proper-- all of a sudden her head feels funny, too heavy, and she's cold.

The Jedi reaches a hand up to press against her forehead, then stops when she sees that her skin seems to have turned from pale winter-white to... red and yellow and purple and blue? And her jumpsuit has somehow turned into something obscenely thin and covered in sequins.

"What the kriff?"

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Rainbow colored beads! Yes! In shades that manage to clash cheerfully with the skin and jumpsuit!

Fox aesthetics: Making humans cry for thousands of years.

Tahiri blinks at the beads, and at the person wielding them. The colors make her eyes hurt.

"Do you have any idea what's going on?" she asks, sounding totally bewildered and a bit pissed off.

"Today is Mardi Gras! It is a day to dress up, and drink, and throw beads."

Poor, deprived people. Not knowing what Mardi Gras is! Alas! Alack!

Aaaand Tahiri's still confused. "So this is one of Earth's fete days?"

Eventually, she will figure out that damn planet's calendar and learn to avoid the Bar when holidays roll around.

"Yes."

She decides, after a while, spinning in circles again and offering more beads.

She's not going to run out any time soon.

Tahiri eyes the beads. They seem to be giving the other woman better coverage than her own outfit offers... it might be a good idea to take a few of the necklaces and use them to cover the bits her costume doesn't.

"So you're from Earth."

"More or less."

She says brightly,

"I'm from a spirit realm aligned with Under The Hill which is something like, but not quite, a parallel dimension involving rather more spirits than aliens."

Headtilt. "More or less," she repeats.

"How long does this holiday last?"

"More or less. The difference is one of magic."

Dance dance dance!

"Just a day, to midnight, wheee!"

Tahiri is somewhat less inclined to shake her groove thang while she can feel breezes in places that shouldn't be feeling breezes.

"Good."

"You."

She informs the Jedi,

"Should have several drinks, look around at who is wearing less than you...or wilder than you...count your blessings, and dance. Its a party."

Tahiri does smile a bit at this. She really isn't the worst off... and hey, maybe nobody will recognize her.

"Since I'm dressed up anyway I might as welll..."

"Exactly!"

Mint Julep to the rescue! One for Tahiri, one for Ako.

After wandering away from Jaina at some point, Zekk spots Tahiri and starts laughing all over again.

Even if that strange rainbow tattooing looks sorta hot.

"Whatcha wearing, sandflea?"

She's about to snap off something mean in Tusken when she catches sight of his outfit. So really, her reply sounds something like this:

"Your kriffing urrk-- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

"C'mon, Tahiri," Zekk answers, shaking his head at her. "It's no wear nearly as bad as yours."

He walks over, making random motions with the cape as he does.

"Look, we even get this astral cape thing as part of it!"

"Those goggles," she grins, totally forgetting that she is mostly naked and covered in rainbow body paint. "And your hair! Kriff, Zekk, what did you do to make Bar so angry at you?"

"But we have a cape," he repeats earnestly, flapping it around again.

Zekk slowly turns around for her and then tilts his head, waiting expectantly. "It can't be that bad, sandflea. At least my costume actually covers my skin."

"It's a very pretty cape," she agrees with a giggle.

Have we mentioned that by this time, she's already had at least one drink with Ako? And is also wearing beads? Because she is and has and will be.

"Awwww ventcrawler, you know you like my new jumpsuit." Tahiri takes off a couple of the sparkly strands and drapes them around Zekk's neck. It's a bit hard to get them over his gigantic hair, but she manages.

"I know," Zekk replies proudly.

He reaches out to poke a blue spot on her skin and grins at her. "Suppose we do," Zekk says as his eyes rake over her body again. "Definately shows a kriff of a lot more than your--

"Hey, what are these?" It's at this point he's tugging on the strands now hanging off his neck.

"Beads!" she grins happily. "An Earthperson gave 'em to me. They're part of the fete."

"It's a fete?" He eyes Tahiri.

"Hey, it's not that Halloween again, right? Cause we don't think it is. That other girl over there," Zekk says, pausing to glance around the bar for Lucy, "said it was something called Mardi Gras."