Ja’nar was dressed for the event already, as her sleek Garosian Royal Cruiser, landed gracefully upon the pad that had been assigned to her. Ja’nar was already waiting for the ramp to lower, her arm looped around her travelling companion on this trip, the ever so handsome Dr. Milliardo Peacecraft. Milliardo wore a smile on his face, as he kept an arm securely around Ja’nar. While he had suggested that she did not travel to Kaal for such an event, the Queen and Senator, never took his advice so now he was here to make sure everything went smoothly.

Ja’nar crimson gown gently brushed the metal grates of the ramp as she moved down it, arm in arm with Milliardo. She was elegant as always, a warm smile on her face, her eyes sparkling, though any who had known her years ago, would notice it was different, as if it was forced. The humidity of the planet hit her like a ton of bricks as she took in a breath of the warm, sticky air. “Perhaps this was not the best outfit for me this evening” she would smile to the doctor.

Milliardo would just smile to her “You look beautiful, as always and this weather would do you good, though you should be at home, resting.”

Ja’nar would wrinkle up her nose at him for a moment “at home? You truly do not know how to have fun, and honestly I am here to enjoy myself, which means I may be pulling out my bikini later.”
Milliardo would smile “thank you for the warning your majesty”

Ja’nar could only roll her eyes at him as they moved towards the complex, her eyes taking in everything she passed, her eyes seeming to pay special attention to the little details throughout. “It seems very nice, perhaps we could vacation here.” She spoke softly to her companion, not really needing an answer from him. She knew he would say no, and would have reasonable and logical reasons for not coming back here for vacations.

She hated the weather here, and much preferred the artificially cool, breatheable air of Imperial Centre.

Checking she was perfect, she cursed silently to herself as her silenced comm terminal indicated she had five awaiting messages, all from her chief of staff, all reporting the imminent arrival of Senator Cerra and her guest.
"By the stars..." she exclaimed to herself. She hadn't expected Ja'nar to show up, considering their quickly-forming rivalry in the Senate, much less appear early. Then she smiled to herself; not the type to make a deliberately late entrance, so all eyes would be upon her, Cerra's ploy must be to scope the situation and get a firm grasp on every possible detail as and when the others arrived.
Clever woman.

With added haste, Taja made her way down to the grand staircase, pulling on silver bracelet after silver bracelet, and sliding an opal, feathered grip into her loosely curled hair. Luckily, her guests hadn't made it inside the complex yet, otherwise she'd have been the perfect picture of unreadiness.
Somehow not slipping on the marble floor as she bypassed the carpets altogether, not willing to add a single crease before any guests arrived, she barely gave the entrance doors time to slide up and aside into their recesses, before taking up position on the top step.
Some distance ahead and to her right, overlooking the main promenade and the private beaches, was a giant structure covered in a violet-to-black fading canvas, hiding the contents from view. Beneath was the statue she wished to unveil, or - pending his availability - the Grand Vizier to unveil himself.

She waited on the top step, sure that any moment now, Senator Cerra would arrive with perfect scrutiny, her guest in tow.
Come to think of it... who was her guest?

Alongside Gemmell was a boarding school friend, Mr Cratwright, the Head of the Imperial College of Medicine and Psychiatrist, he would prove invaluable to the evening. He would look and listen not only for the words used by this group, but also observe their body language, their facial expressions.. truly he would be an aid to the observation of the group. Cratwright was dressed in his customary loosely cut suit, and carried in his hand a smoking cigarette.

Lord Gregorious Gemmell
Advisor to the Emperor
Imperial Ruling Council

Her guest was a good friend and her family doctor, though no one knew that of him. Milliardo had been seen at Ja’nar’s side many times, and had recently taken on the role of Representative of Garos in the Imperial Senate when she had to take care of matters at home. He was a good ten years older than Ja’nar and had seen war. He had experienced life to its fullest and was now an important part of the young woman’s small inner circle. Milliardo would keep his arm around her waist as they both moved into the complex. He was dressed in a simple black suit, with a silver dress shirt underneath and a crimson tie that would match Ja’nar’s gown.

Ja’nar’s eyes would look around the grandroom, as they soon fell upon Taja, a truly kind smile touching her slightly red lips. “Greetings Senator Lohden” Her voice was soft and smooth. Almost soothing to listen to. Ja’nar did not wish any harm to anyone, nor did she truly want enemies. “I wish to thank you for the kind invitation to be your guests here. I was quite surprised to get your invitation but quite happy to accept it, I do hope we can be friends outside of the senate halls.”

Milliardo would remain silent at Ja’nar’s side. He knew when to speak and when to let her do her thing. He was there for many reasons, playing a few different roles, date, guard, doctor, advisor, and friend were just some of them.

Ja’nar would glance to Milliardo for a moment, “I am not sure if you have been introduced to one of my dearest friend and representative for Garos when I am called away, Milliardo Peacecraft.”

Milliardo would tip his head respectful to Taja, “Senator Lohden”

It was a bit of a surprise to see Vizier Gemmell in attendance, especially as the man had not been invited. Of course, the Vizier was likely to show up nonetheless. The man had an ego the size of a small moon. Or perhaps a large moon. Ryuun stifled his amusement at seeing Cratwright in attendance as well. The 'good doctor' was little more than a bootlicker in Ryuun's eyes and quite someone to be avoided. For now, the Senator contented himself with heading towards the expansive food tables.

"I hope you'll enjoy your stay here, I've opened up the luxury suites early just for this occasion, and the entire complex is at your disposal. I expect the others will be arriving shorty..." she said, sparing a glance over her shoulder, spotting Vizier Gemmell and his guest, Dr. Cratwright. She silently scalded herself for forgetting to invite Gemmell, though she was sure she could bluff the oversight with a simple tribute to his ego later.
Taja steered the procession in the direction of the restaurant, taking a pointed examination of Ja'nar's attire.
"Well, don't you look radiant. I must confess, it is a relief that our conflicts in the Senate bear no impact on social engagements such as this" she admitted, stepping into the food area. She was surprised to see Senator Ryuun already milling around.
"Senator Ryuun? My my, you managed to sneak in here quickly" she said with a pleasant smile, leading Ja'nar and Millardo in his direction. An aide intercepted her, whispered something in her ear, then took off to remain as invisible as possible.
"It seems Senator Ray has just made planetfall. This is looking to be a promising event" Taja said, with a sideward glance to the expanse of stained glass windows.

As soon as she was clear she would move into the room her eyes casually inspecting the various decor around the fancy hall. It had been a long time since she had been to one of these and so she would just have to watch herself.

Milliardo though would look back to Crin Star as she moved into the complex, smiling in her direction, giving the woman a playful little wink.

"Senator Ray, every man or woman has his or her eccentricities. I only regret that business in the Senate hasn't allowed me to discover them first-hand" she replied sweetly, perhaps overly-so. She sat opposite Exar, snapping her fingers at a loitering waiter, indicating he should begin serving drinks as the guests were now filtering in.
As she waited for the old man to sit, she spotted Toben Domon out of the corner of her eye, and smiled a little at his presence. Having an alien here would, at least, settle the debates among her people that she was showing signs of xenophobia more and more since joining the Senate. Of course, being local news, that particular tid-bit of gossip had blissfully not reached the ears of Imperial Centre. She imagined the Coruscant Journal would have a field day with that one.