The Jedi Fashion Show? (Open)

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

"I don't know if I'm ready for this," Kira Jeseledai said nervously, looking at Daria for support. However, the Miraluka woman was silent, a faint grin on her lips at her former Padawan's discomfort. "I feel a little odd right now. I don't think I look like a model."

"Nonsense!" The eccentric Echani designer said, blowing out a puff of smoke from the cigarette holder. "You are a natural! Such a slender frame, and such height. I wish I had ten more of you."

He paused and one eye widened.

"On second thought, one is enough, otherwise you would just be white noise."

The Tholothian Jedi Knight eyed herself in the mirror and still questioned this. She was wearing an exquisite and outrageous dress, showing off a hefty amount of her dark caramel-colored skin, and the headdress on her head matched in color. It didn't seem like high fashion to her, but the Echani designer had liked it.

Dashing, debonair he'd called it. He said it made her stand out, and it accented how she wasn't quite human, drawing attention to her as an exotic woman.

Daria chuckled and addressed her former Padawan.

"You can relax, it's a fashion show, not even live on the holonet. Besides, it's for charity. You aren't the only other Jedi out there. I talked Rana into it if you remember."

Kira giggled a little as she darted a glance over to her Togruta childhood friend being bundled into an outfit of leather in earth tones, clearly playing up to her race. The Guardian clearly looked displeased, like she would never live it down.

In fact, it was likely she wouldn't. Daria was probably going to take pictures and hoard them, ready to knock the young Knights down a peg if they ever got too uppity.

The Tholothian Knight smiled a little.

"Maybe it won't be so bad," She said. "It's only for a few minutes anyway, it'll be over soon."

"Don't forget the after-party," Daria said with a smirk.

"Oh," Kira winced. While she liked parties, there would probably be a hefty amount of alcohol, which she didn't drink, and people wanting to see her and talk to her, and while she liked that, it felt a little different when she was the main attraction. She liked a little bit of anonymity.

"Can I at least wear my robes when it's over?"

Daria obviously toyed with saying 'no,' but her heart won out and she nodded to confirm it was a possibility. That prompted a sigh of relief from Kira.

"Oh, don't fret darling," The designer said. "You look magnificent, why cover up that figure?"

Kira raised one eyebrow, a single improbably blue eye narrowing as she looked down at her 'figure.' Long and lean, without notable breasts and thighs. As if noticing her internal struggle, the Echani laughed it away and waved his hand.

"Pish posh dear, breasts and thighs are for chickens, this is high fashion."

"If you say so," Kira said quietly, still convinced the Echani man was a little crazy. But she looked back to herself in the mirror and had to admit at the least her face was improved. They'd put on some teal eye shadow and applied other makeup to her face, and the result was improvement. She actually looked good now.

Perhaps, the Tholothian Jedi mused, she really was pretty right now.

"Ah, the guests!" The Echani man said, rubbing his hands together as he bustled over to the small group entering the backstage area. He greeted them with a wave, speaking loftily.

"Welcome to the Defenders of the Republic fashion show. I am Riska Drevi, renowned designer and expert on fashion. Every girl you see in tonight's show is actively serving with the military, emergency services, and the Jedi Order. Let me introduce two of our Jedi, Kira Jeseledai and Rana Bey."

[Cassy]

A mirror.

It was slightly ornate. It's reflection crystal clear. A reflection sat in it, one serene with her mouth hanging halfway open.

She looked into the mirror as several white haired Echani attended too her. They wiped and powdered repeatedly at this phase, until the tone began setting all around her round features. Lallane Cassandra Novos....sat, her reflection was something that seemed.....foreign as hell to her.

Her hair was pinned up into an elegant triple braid. Each braid looped out and back into the bun. Holding it together was a gigantic baby blue ribbon, made of the same sheer see through fabric as her baby blue dress. The ribbon came down to the floor, even while she was still sitting in her chair being attended too. It was over the top to her, but she admitted...it did look amazing with the outfit.

Her dress was made of the same see through, sheer baby blue fabric as the ornate ribbon pinning her bun together. Her undergarments, which could clearly be seen in the dress were composed of golden durasteel, ornate like a Valkyrie. The armored golden breasted bra mader her boobs look 'huge' as it's design curled up around them, and the ornate golden panties fashioned somewhat like armor left little to the imagination as her large 'asset' was showed off.

The see through, baby blue dress sat atop the Valkyrie undergarments as her heels were carved gold and steel, curled up behind her foot into a set of she had to admit. Amazing golden high heels. Suddenly, another group of echani burst into her preparation room nagging at one another over who would get to tie....another ribbon. Brilliant sparkling gold.

The chair was pulled from beneath Cassy as she was forced to stand, she click clacked forward once to get her balance as her hands were put in front of her and crossed as she was told to remain still. In a whirl of motion, they fashioned the golden ribbon in the same fashion as the blue one. On top of it. Now the twin trails of baby blue and gold draped to the floor behind her from her triple braided bun.

The open belly Valkyrie look combined with her see through blue dress just made her look...wow. Baby blue eye shadow, glittering, sparkling was placed above her eyes and faded out perfectly as a group of echani crowded around her and began talking about her lips. After mild debate, they decided a light clear gloss was all that was needed since her lips were already so beautiful and attractive. They coated her mouth with clear gloss which she puckered with a roll of her eyes.

"Well.............how do I look!?" she said sarcastically, striking a mock pose one hand on her hip and another behind her triple braids and gold and baby blue ribbons dropping to the floor. With a wink, she remained posed. Her hips were visible due to the see through nature of the dress.

One of the echani whistled. Before another spoke.

"Many distant lands would pay heftily to ravage you...let's just say that." the Echani began high fiving one another, placing hands on their chins and shaking their heads in admiration at Cassy, who was still posing but with this face.

"-_____-" she stopped posing slowly as the Echani continued to congratulate each other on a job well done. The bikini Valkyrie in a see through dress cleared her throat and looked around.

"Downstairs we go! Downstairs we go!" they hurried behind her, one even slapped her on the bottom through the see through dress Cassy shot her a look but rolled her eyes and digressed as they headed out of her dressing room and downstairs. When they broke down to the first floor, Cassy saw the stretching individual bench mirrors for the models bustling with activity.

Up ahead further she saw the curtain move and apparently a group of 'backstage passers' were getting to go behind the catwalk for a little preview. Cassy was helped down the stairs by the entourage of Echnani like a princess as many of the other models oogled with a 'DAMN!' look.

A few of them got more motivated and into their own appearances as preparations seemed to speed up upon Cassy's entrance from upstairs. Maybe it was because her boobs looked huge in this, her waist was tiny, and her ass was huge. She slightly felt....exposed. She usually used her assets to manipulate her own endeavors as a Jedi but....having all of her cards on the table was a bit unnerving.

Her golden armored panties and bra visible through her see through dress, and blue and golden ribbons tied extravagantly trailing to the floor behind her she scanned around. She kept catching flickering glances from...nearly everyone. The group of Echani around her socialized with one another. One of them spoke to her, pointing out another.

Cassy's eyes fell on a Tholothian. Her dress was.....wow. But she was a beautiful woman indeed. Slender, albeit she could see the grace in even her subtle movements. Cassy noticed another Miraluka Jedi sitting near her, and the backstage passers being introduced to her, and another Togruta who's outfit made even Cassy think. 'Damn!' the leather on her held her features into place....quite well in fact.

The group of Echani with Cassy surrounded her like a huddle upon noticing the Echani man leading the entourage of backstagers, and continued to barrage her with advice. She was already half naked in golden armored panty and bra, with nothing but a see through dress to cover herself. Now she was being barraged with advice.

With a sigh, she took it all in piece by piece. She shook her head in a sway of the baby blue and golden ribbons tied into her hair as she attempted to keep track of all the advice she was being given.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Kira Jeseledai turned her head and got a hefty dose of ambivalence streaming into her.

On the one hand, this approaching Jedi was wearing the most ridiculously ornate and laughable garb ever, looking like some kind of ancient warrior-maiden lifted straight from the mythology of some world. But on the other hand, the woman was dazzlingly beautiful, and everything that the Tholothian Consular wasn't.

She was curvy, with pale skin, and impressive eyes. Her hair was visible and beautifully ornate. In contrast, Kira was rail-thin, with dark skin, though her eyes were dramatic as well, and not an inch of her hair was visible from underneath her headdress.

While Kira rarely admitted it to herself, and never to others, her own sexuality was something she was aware wasn't strictly normal. As she knew it, men were supposed to be attracted to women, and women to men. Instead, she was attracted equally to both, though she never said so much as a word about sex.

And like it or not, the caramel-skinned woman felt butterflies in her stomach when she looked at the other woman, and felt a little nervous, flustered even.

Kira couldn't take her blue eyes off of the woman, and she almost zoned out when the Echani designer started to speak to her.

"Kira my darling, this dress will be the delight of the media. Simple, refined, elegant. You will be the most beautiful woman on the cat walk tonight."

"I'm not so sure about that..." Kira said softly, glancing at the mirror one more time and looking over her outfit.

A bronze dress, long, flowing, and somewhat metallic. Teal make-up that made her face striking, and her own Tholoth headdress that seemed to tie it all together perfectly.

"Why don't you go and pose with that human woman, your elegance will stand out compared to one of Alexei's bawdy designs."

Kira blinked nervously and nodded, walking off uncertainly in high heels to reach Cassy, stopping next to her and smiling nervously.

"Hello there, I'm Kira," She introduced herself, holding out a hand.

[Cassy]

Cassy cleared her throat as she noticed the group of Echani around her getting excited about something. Before she could even ask, they parted their white huddle like water as Cassy noticed the woman she'd seen before approaching.

Her slender frame walked with such grace, Cassy could see every motion as she approached. In a nod of her head, and sway of her ribbons all of the Echani cleared away from her as she placed her hands behind her back, so as not to shield her open belly, legs, thighs, breasts, or anything else. She wasn't the only one half naked back here...so she felt less inclined to hide.

She calmly kept her hands behind her back, and stood leaning slightly for comfort. A hand was extended to her. She took in the features of the Tholothian as she reached out. Their hands touched and Cassy clasped hers, her mouth hanging slightly open. She glanced around, and cameras and holocams flashed rapidly here and there around them.

Apparently, two supermodels talking.

"We should probably stand here....and talk for a little. They seem to want pictures..." Cassy put her hand on the small of Kira's back in a show of friendship, and with a somewhat fake smile, began to look back around at the various flashing cameras and holocams. "So.......where are you from, how old are you, been with the Order long?" Cassy rambled "Oh dear, where are my manners. I'm Lallane Cassandra Novos, from Tatooine....twenty two in fact....oh gosh....there sure are a lot of cameras...." Cassy had said all of that without stopping her 'presidential smile' as she waved a few times.

Her curves, that is, her hips were touching against Kira's hips and her right hand was on the small of her back which was open, while her left hand continued to wave to the crowd.

"I hope no one....falls......this'll probably be on a few of the Galactic Networks.....sometimes when you fall...only you'd see....this is not one of those times." Cassy's humour leaked out as a small smile formed on her mouth. A genuine one. It probably made for a few good pictures, since she was containing actual laughter at imagining herself being broadcast to several planets or whoever was watching; tumbling down in a crash.

The Valkyrie in the sheer blue see through dress, and the bronze beauty stood next to one another as the holocams continued to flash.

Suddenly, someone left from behind the curtain and flared it out of the way temporarily.

"" Cassy's expression said it all, as the camera's and holo's stopped flashing at her........less than graceful expression. It was packed out there! Layers of crowd sat in front of and behind layers of crowd. A loud rumble of white noise signaled that there were in fact a lot of people out there. Several cams and holos flashed in the thick...multi level crowd as far as she could tell as well. As the customers and proprietors took pics of the set, probably waiting patiently yet eagerly.

The paparazzi began to fan out away from them, as Cassy and Kira still stood hip to hip.

One of the Echani crossed over to them, mentioning something about Cassy's expression and laughing before mentioning that it was "OK" since they'd gotten plenty of shots anyway. The Echani moved off, as Cassy still remained hip to hip...hand on Kira's back. For a moment, she remained frozen there. Vision still planted on the closed curtain.

"-____-" Cassy really....truly....didn't want to fall in front of the entire Galaxy. An animated sweatdrop would humorously appear over her expression. No. That wouldn't happen. She'd been practicing her walk all week.....perhaps somebody else would. Although....that would be just as embarrassing, just not for her. "OH I'm so sorry!" she backed off from Kira, removing her hand and taking their hips apart. Cassy bowed deeply, revealing a good portion of her large gilded armored boobs before standing up and bowing again in apology.

When she rose the second time from apologozing, her gold and baby blue sheer see through ribbons fell around her boobs on opposite shoulders, in a Sailor moon esque fashion.

"I wasn't trying to cop any feels.........I assure you." Cassy attempted to reassure Kira...in some manner. As she'd just accidentally posed with her for an extra sixty seconds or more as she remained paralyzed with mild fear the gigantic crowd they both, and all the models. Would face soon.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Kira's eyes widened at the electric touch of a hand on the bare skin of her lower back, and then against the sensation of curvy hips pressed against her side. Suddenly her mouth was very dry and her heart was up in her throat. Talking was extraordinarily hard, and it was all she could do to keep it from dangling open and leaving a stupid expression on her face.

"Uh, I'm Kira, Kira Jeseledai. I'm from New Holstice, and the..." Kira's eyes took a dip towards Cassy's cleavage hanging out next to her, and suddenly her face felt very hot. "Rhen Var... enclave..."

The Tholothian's blue eyes looked away reluctantly, and she stared at the press with a look of slight bewilderment. Her innocence and nervousness was showing, which the designer had purposefully enjoyed. Her look was tied in with her personality, and he was gambling she'd be memorable.

"I'm 24, and I've been in since I was sex." Kira's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Six."

Oh Force Kira, She thought to herself. You really put your foot in your mouth this time.

Cassy backed away and apologized, and Kira felt a pang of disappointment that a warm body wasn't flush with her side. The electric touch had subsided, but Cassy promptly bowed and revealed a great deal of her breasts, causing Kira to blush wildly and try very hard not to stammer.

The Tholothian girl's extraordinarily blue eyes closed, and she tried very hard not to think of the other woman. In fact, she tried hard not to think of anything at all, with only limited success as Cassy's breasts were firmly cemented in her mind.

"We're starting now," the Echani designer whispered to her as he shooed the media away. "Get to your mark and get ready to walk out there and blow them all away."