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Sept 27, 2008 18:42:25 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Sept 27, 2008 18:42:25 GMT -5
((please don't assume anything about my characters reactions, as she actually isn't surprised at his comment.))
Aunna quirked an eyebrow, masking her displeasure at the man's words. With holding a snarl, she nodded curtly.
I'll be sure to remember that the next time we meet....perhaps I'll even have a new one for you to enjoy.
she quipped sarcastically as the man left. Promptly afterward, Verun followed the man like an exciteable puppy who had just found a new playmate. Sighing, she shook her head and returned to her drink.
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Sept 27, 2008 19:27:20 GMT -5
Post by Daxtei on Sept 27, 2008 19:27:20 GMT -5
(Yeah, Therun, I enjoy the losing side of a battle of wills sometimes. Also, It gets really annoying when EVERYONE freaking has some special implant or something that makes them immune to force suggestions.)
Daxtei was sipping his drink when he felt a slight vibration coming from a pocket. He sighed, and ignored it. After a few seconds however, the vibrations got so bad that he was sure the movement would be almost visible to anyone. Sighing again, he pulled out the small holodisk transmitter and set it down on the bar.
A diminutive female figure appeared on screen, with two obviously expensive battle-droids on either side of her. The rest of the background was not visible, but Daxtei suspected it was a bedroom. "Greetings, Lar Quiani Frlanget."
"Whatever, did you get my husband?" She replied, in a squeaky voice, her hands kneading eachother and shaking with rhuematism. Old age was not good for her, and she had more wrinkles than a four-hundred year old hutt.
"Yep. I gots him right here, safe and sound with me." Daxtei said, pulling the black bag into view and patting it soundly, at which a small squeak resounded.
"Let me see him."
Daxtei opened the bag and pulled the bedraggled creature's head out, showing it to the aged woman. "That's him, aint it?"
"Oh, dear, dear husband! Oh I'm so glad to see that you're safe. Soon you will be back home with me, and boy will we celebrate." She said with a wink.
"What are you talking about? I'm not your HUSBAND!! Why do you keep kidnapping me? I humph-!" Daxtei cut the little squirt off by shoving him back into the bag and tying it off. "So, we have a deal, right?"
"Yes, be there in a standard day." She then let the comlink die, and Daxtei replaced it in a pocket.
"In a day you will be cheerfully reunited with your dearly beloved, Guanm. Why so grim?" Daxtei chuckled. "But first, there is something I must take care of." Walking over to the booth where Aunna was sitting, Daxtei took a seat on the other side of the table with her, and put his bag next to him. "Forgive me if I am intruding, but have I seen you before?? Your.... face, it is strangely familar."
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Sept 27, 2008 20:36:15 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Sept 27, 2008 20:36:15 GMT -5
Aunna, surprised by the sudden movement to the side of her, turned to see the man who had spilled his drink all over Verun earlier, then been 'persuaded' to appologise and leave. Blinking slightly, she realised that he must not remember even seeing her before now. Chuckling, she shook her head.
No, I don't believe so. Though you may have seen my brother around if you've been near Corellia recently.
She stated simply, as if this should answer all his questions.
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Sept 28, 2008 8:26:27 GMT -5
Post by Daxtei on Sept 28, 2008 8:26:27 GMT -5
"Ahh, Corellia. Nice planet, eh? Yeah, I haven't been near there in about, oh, a year. Not since... Well not since that damned hutt put a bounty on my head." Daxtei sat in silence for a bit, sipping his drink, looking at the throng, and reminiescing about the good ol' days. Then the bag lain in the booth at his side began to wriggle, and shake, and then the top opened a slight bit, enough to reveal a small hand jutting out, trying to grab onto anything to escape. Daxtei shoved the hand back into the bag, secured the top more tightly, and then punched the bag heavily.
"So, what brings a gussied up officer of the republic onto coruscant, and away from your assignment?" Daxtei could tell that she was from an outer planet, as her clothes lacked the eternal grime of the city. He also had the strange impression of doing this assesment before, but he shook it off.
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Vex
A Self-styled computer geek that moonlights as a G.I. Joe.
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Sept 28, 2008 12:35:45 GMT -5
Post by Vex on Sept 28, 2008 12:35:45 GMT -5
"Who you are is not my concern and my name is none of yours. Spare me your inane gratitude and empty platitudes. Your predicament simply provided a means to an end. Nothing more." The man had stopped at the young soldier's summons, but he'd only glanced over his shoulder, spearing the enlisted man with that obsidian glare.
"You want to forget me. You'd rather go back into the cantina and hit on the pretty officer." As he'd spoken, he'd turned a little more, drawing up that hand and waving it at the man dismissively with that hypnotic motion. He'd let that wave of Force compulsion batter at the man's mind, trying to rid himself of this inconsequential little man.
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Oct 1, 2008 18:29:27 GMT -5
Post by Verun on Oct 1, 2008 18:29:27 GMT -5
[Ooops, I'm really sorry. I guess I typed my reply too fast D= I meant to say that he assumed syhe was surprised. Won't happen again xD]
Verun frowned at the sudden and rude reply of the man. He took a breath, prepared to try and form a response when the man waved his hand and said something. Having no force training at all he fell easily under the maneuver. Suddenly, without remembering even having a conversation with the man, he felt the need to go back into the bar. He had seen a really pretty girl in there and even though he usually didn't try any pick-ups, he was wondering if she would want to drink with him or something. He turned to the man.
"... Sorry for bothering you. I think I'm gonna.. go back now. Bye...." He said confusedly.
He went back to the booth where Aunna was sitting, but to his surprise another man was sitting there. He frowned... competition. He gathered his courage and went up to them.
"Excuse me... miss? I was wondering if I could buy you a drink?" He said rather confidently for his usually quiet self.
[Verun is stupid -can't even put up any resistance- ]
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Oct 2, 2008 2:03:39 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Oct 2, 2008 2:03:39 GMT -5
Aunna sighed and shook her head. Not again. That man, that sith, or dark jedi, or what ever he was, liked to make it obvious what he was once he was discovered.
Yes, about that...the man you were just talking to....he just used a technique the jedi use, called persuasion....you were already sitting here Verun.
She stated, rather blandly and ran a hand through her sandy brown hair. Taking a sip of her drink, her food finally came.
By the way, since I'm off duty, I'll look the other way but as an officer in the army, it's my job to report bounty hunters, smugglers and mercenaries. So I suggest you get your bag under control. Too much more of a fuss and I'll have to turn you in. Though, personally, I don't feel like dealing with that kind of paper work right now.
As for why I'm here....it's not really any of your concern. However, let's just say I'm....attending to my duties here for now.
She added, looking at Daxtie.
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Oct 2, 2008 23:52:07 GMT -5
Post by Daxtei on Oct 2, 2008 23:52:07 GMT -5
Daxtei raised his eyebrows as Verun returned to the booth. Something in his memory tweaked at the sight of him, and the obviously fresh stain on Verun's shirt tweaked his memory even more. There was something strange about that whole encounter, and it was bugging Daxtei. When Aunna said something about a force-user, Daxtei's eyes widened. A force-user was dangerous, but at least he was gone now.
In response to Aunna, Daxtei said "Hey, hey, touchy touchy, dang, it was just a question. Though, to be honest, I probably would have said the same thing, were our positions reversed." Daxtei chuckled at the fact that everyone, be they republic officer, jedi, dark jedi, bounty hunter, merc, or anything, was so on edge and paranoid these days. Daxtei was no exception, but he was naturally paranoid. It comes with the job. Still, he frowned as he let his eyes meander over Aunna's body. He had the distinct feeling he had met her before. She was pretty, in a way, though slightly lacking in arms. She was dressed in clothes that lacked the grime and dirt that was impossible to get off if you lived in any city, and so it was obvious that she was from a peacefull outer-rim world, or was part of the republic army. Daxtei was inclined to think the latter, from the way she held herself with an air of authority.
Still frowning and thinking and trying to remember, Daxtei asked Aunna, "Have I hit on you before? I still can't shake the feeling that we've met, and someone as veluptous as you would most definately be hit on by someone as vulgar as me."
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Oct 5, 2008 18:46:47 GMT -5
Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Oct 5, 2008 18:46:47 GMT -5
Aunna chuckled slightly and shook her head.
No. Though we have spoken before. Let's just say that Verun wasn't the only one to have a run in with that force user.
She stated simply before taking a bite of her food. How had she become the center of all this attention suddenly? Shrugging it off mentally, Aunna returned to observing the two men who sat with her.
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Zarkan
Octoboobies! omnomnomnomnom
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Mists of time swirl about the mists of the mind.
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Oct 6, 2008 21:51:39 GMT -5
Post by Zarkan on Oct 6, 2008 21:51:39 GMT -5
((O.O.C: Never mind we as I oh so quietly slip out of this thread.))
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