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May 8, 2015 18:15:35 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 8, 2015 18:15:35 GMT -8
He allowed the towel to drop from his grasp, falling lightly onto the bed besides her. His own hand came down to caress her own face, drawing a stand of hair away from her cheek and staring down at her pale face, framed by the sweeping fire that was her hair.
The innocent look of wonder that was displayed in her eyes and the slight parting of her lips adding to the building storm within him. He wasn't sure what to say to her apparent confusion, deciding it best not to offer one of the several quips that came to mind. Sometimes wisdom was in knowing when to keep ones mouth shut, a wise man had once told him upon the eve of a battle. His eyes dropped for a moment as he remembered the words of his Aliit'or, a profound sadness coming over him suddenly.
He seemed to shake himself slightly, head coming up and eyes banishing the slightly morose cast that had glazed over them.
This was a stupid time to start to dwell on the past, he thought wryly.
His eyes moved down as he leaned back slightly, giving him a better vantage point from which to admire her nakedness. The slow rise and fall of her ample breast sent excitement racing through him, the heat spreading up his neck and onto his cheeks. With a lusty, throaty sigh he lowered himself over her, lips brushing against her right nipple while his left hand propped him up, resting on the bed besides her face. His right stroked up her long legs, from knee to upper thigh and back down again, its nails tracing slight red lines along the alabaster skin.
His head came up to allow his eyes to find her, his face hovering just above her chest as he spoke in a soft whisper.
"Its okay, mesh'la. I am as lost as you are in this..."
His head dropped lower still, their lips once again meeting with passionate intent. His right hand slipped to the inside of her right leg as he gently forced it away from its twin, maneuvering himself between them with agonising patience.
He could barely think now such was the tumultuous clamour for satisfaction boiling within him. His mind soared with lust and desire, driving against the restraints, like giant waves crashing against an indomitable cliff. Like the steady erosion of the ages his ardour began to crumble the calm barrier he had on his actions as he moved to fill her, seeking to bring her once more to the heights of ecstasy.
His trembling lips found hers again as he pushed himself in her, another heavy sigh escaping him as he drove himself home. He stopped for a moment, savouring the warmth of their joining, shoulder muscles bunched hard as he held himself above. Finally, after what seemed like an age he withdrew almost fully, again pausing for a heartbeat before once again driving deep...
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May 8, 2015 18:47:03 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 8, 2015 18:47:03 GMT -8
Her breath hitched a notch as his fingers tenderly caressed her face, her pink lips forming a small "o" at the subtle intimacy it implied. She made a soft noise of protest when he leaned away from her, even though it was only just, blushing furiously as she watched him scan her naked body once more. His fingers on her bust and his nails raking up her leg made her core tighten in wild anticipation.
She barely had time to wonder what his words meant, earnestly kissing him back, not hesitating in offering her mouth. As he spread her legs, her pulse pounded frantically, her body screaming it's need to her. She eagerly embraced him as he mounted her, loving his weight pressing her into the humble mattress. Her hands ran up his arms, feeling the hard, flexed muscles as she reveled in his masculinity. He seemed so calm, but one look into his blue eyes betrayed him. They were alight with such strength of passion that it both scared and inflamed her own passion...not just for sex, but for him. It was a terrifying sensation, how fast she seemed to be falling. At that moment, however, she didn't care, she just wanted him, wanted him in every and any way possible.
As their tongues entwined deeply once more, Vee felt his muscles tense before her body was finally satisfied by becoming one with him. Her back arched, head thrown back into the pillow as he filled her. She called out his name in breathy relief, her arms encircling him as he stilled over her. She felt a wetness on her cheeks as she stared up into his eyes, but by the time she realized they were tears, he was pushing again. She fought to keep up with the mind-shattering physical and emotional sensations assaulting her, breathing his name and words of encouragement to him as they joined, her body taken higher and higher with every movement.
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May 8, 2015 19:08:21 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 8, 2015 19:08:21 GMT -8
His pace quickened as they both grew into the act, her moving her hips in tandem to his powerful thrusts. With all restraints weakening then finally collapsing Sven was a primitive animal growling away his zeal and lust as his pelvis drove home again and again. His left hand curved up and took a hold of her still damp hair, twisting it in his grip as he pulled her head back to expose her throat. His right slid the opposite direction to sieze her right leg, pulling it up to give himself room to push deeper. His face collapsed down on her, robbed of the lever which had held it up, teeth once again finding her neck, this time the bite more forceful and ragged. Easing off the contact he allowed his tongue to softly caress the spot before once again assaulting it with his mouth.
He was lost now in the swirling maelstrom of passion, adrift in a sea of pleasure. Little else found its way through to his thoughts now. There was only her burning in his mind. They were one in that moment, body and soul, irrevocably entwined in an embrace of erotica. He shuddered as his arousal rose yet another level, a slight tensing of his body belaying any such imminent explosion.
The tempo upped again as he continued his quest for absolution of his need, hips now in tandem with the bounce of her buttocks with the mattress. He gave out a low roar as he leaned back, not yet spent but thoroughly alive in the moment, pulling her up by her arms as he fell back, drawing her up to straddle atop of him...
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Post by A'den'ade on May 9, 2015 8:32:33 GMT -8
A'den stepped out into the crowd at the market from where he was watching the vendors. He nonchalantly strolled through, as if browsing the wares for purchase, waiting for the perfect moment to steal some food. His patience was growing thin, as the hunger in his stomach grew...
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May 9, 2015 16:57:32 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 9, 2015 16:57:32 GMT -8
If Vee thought she couldn't become any more lost in Sven, she was wrong. She felt the exact moment he broke whatever restraint that she hadn't noticed he'd been keeping. It was all instinct now, moving in any way that brought them closer and deeper into each other. She readily submitted to and delighted in his dominance, completely letting go and crying out without restraint or calculation, no longer able to form words or reason. From leveraging her body, to biting and marking her, Sven assaulted her with such a force of passion and possession, she had no choice but to be swept up in it. The desire he had for her only inflamed the desire she had for him. There was nothing but him, even she was completely lost in Sven, her soul completely bared to him.
Her core clutched him greedily, fervently trying to pull him deeper inside her womb. Her nails raked his back and buttocks, leaving angry, red marks in their wake. Her back arched, her bust pressing firmly against his chest. When he flipped her over on top of him suddenly, her head spun. Nevertheless, she didn't care and couldn't stop if she wanted to. Her maneuvering was immediate, second nature to her. She threw her head back,eyes still closed tight, fire-colored hair sweeping down her back as she planted both hands on either of his pecs to balance herself, her knees bending all the way back with the tops of her feet resting on his muscled thighs to help her move atop of him.
Her groan was strangled as she deftly rolled her hips. The angle was so deep and she felt so full this way, her most sensitive nerves were easily stimulated. She lasted only several moments before it was too much and she fell forward from her waist with a whimper, her long hair falling over her left shoulder and her hands bracing herself on either side of his head. Though she changed the angle slightly so it wouldn't be as insanely intense, she didn't miss a beat of continuing to bear down on him.
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May 9, 2015 17:43:03 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 9, 2015 17:43:03 GMT -8
He let out a snarl of pleasure as she collapsed on top of him, grinding away with her hips in an almost circular motion, his teeth clenching against the need to explode. His hands came up to take her own where they rested at either side of his head, their fingers entwining together, another part of them joined as one. He deftly flicked his head to the side as she dropped her head to, cunningly avoiding the swath of hair that came fanning down after the descent of that which bound it, allowing the flaming locks to lap lightly against his right shoulder.
His hips pushed up against her as she bore down on him, punching up with purpose, in time with her own ministrations. His head turned back to his left, arching his neck up so he could once again find purchase on her neck with his mouth. Worrying away for a while before turning his head again to make a similar assault on her ear. His leg bent slightly to give him more purchase on the under-attack mattress, allowing him greater range in driving him his manhood home.
The sense of her filled his consciousness, the scent of their coupling smothering his senses. It was like an electric charge running through him with every thrust, every touch. A tempest of sensation that sought to drown him in ecstasy, pull him into a sweet embrace of utopian paradise.
"Haar'chak gar gotal'ur ni bid oyayc... Hiibir ni arpat... Hiibir ni kad o'r gar dalab..."
He let out another low growl as he rocked forward into a seated position, her firmly enthroned upon his lap. Powerful arms wrapped around her lower back, one sinking lower still to seize her right buttock. With his thighs tucked under hers he continued to thrust upwards, rocking her effortlessly in time to his motions.
"Hiibir bic, hiibir bic..."
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May 9, 2015 18:14:56 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 9, 2015 18:14:56 GMT -8
As Sven sat up, Vee's head fell back, her golden-red hair brushing his legs. Her breasts pressed into his face while her neck was exposed to him once again. Her arms feebly wrapped around his neck in a weak attempt to find stability as her long legs embraced his waist. She could feel pressure build inside her, threatening to burst yet again as he rammed against her sweet spot over and over in reckless abandon. It was too much, all too much. She became nothing more than a receptacle of their pleasure and desire. She was completely vulnerable to him, stripped bare with nothing left between them. She began crying in earnest now as her senses were pushed past the brink. Her head came to rest on his shoulder, burying her face in his neck while she cried his name into his golden skin and her fingers found their way into his dirty-blonde locks, pulling at him as if to find some relief.
It hit her like a speeder slamming into a wall. She blacked out momentarily, body shaking in pure bliss surrounded by his strong arms.
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May 9, 2015 18:54:35 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 9, 2015 18:54:35 GMT -8
His own head dropped to his chin as he continued to work at their coupling, sweat stinging his eyes. With teeth clenched together and body tensed solid with the strenuous task he continued to up the workrate until he was a veritable storm of passion beneath her. His left hand came up to seize a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back further as his right hand continued to pull her buttocks towards him time after time. He raised up slightly on his knees, now cradling her with his right hand only, bouncing her up in the air with savage intent.
His vision swam a little, blurring as the sweat muddied his view, head near-exploding with the intensity of their union. He could feel her yielding to him as he thrust, legs tightening around his waist as they involuntarily tried to close, to shield her from the inevitable explosion that was to come. He took heart from this, knowing that his own time was close, needing their passion to reach crescendo at the same time.
He pushed home faster still, almost throwing her up and down as he matched the movements with the precise thrust of his hips. His legs and right arm burned from their exertions but he ignored the fatigue, left hand dropping from her hair to take firm purchase on her right hip.
The heights of climax robbed him of his wits for a moment, his mind shattering with the pleasures of the flesh, roaring through him in a maelstrom of sensation.
He shuddered with frightening intensity as he came to a finish with her, the shuddering caress of her parts aiding in the culmination of his own fury. With a heady growl his arms seemed to lose their strength, folding her down towards the bed with strange jerking motions as she scrambled at his hair in frantic release. With a sigh he fell down besides her to lay panting on the bed, sucking in ragged breath after ragged breath, rolling onto his back with chest heaving.
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May 10, 2015 6:07:04 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 6:07:04 GMT -8
Vee laid where he rested her beside him, only stirring after a minute or so of unconsciousness. Her face was tear-stained and she found she couldn't move. Her entire body was covered in sweat, both his and hers, and still vibrating with the aftershocks of their coupling. Her core still trembled from pleasure, and deep in her stomach she ached. Her face was tilt towards Sven, wild red hair cast all around her as she watched his glistening chest rise and fall at a sporadic pace. She was trying to catch up with her own breathing as her brain seemed to slowly reconnect from the mind-shattering union that had just happened.
There were plenty of times she could say she had good sex. She loved it ever since her first time at 15 with Todon. The only time she had casual sex, however, was the week after she left Exchequer, and it was terrible. But this...she felt things she never felt before. This wasn't good sex...this was "oh my god, I'm going to die of pure ecstasy" sex. "I want to live in this bed and do nothing but have this until it kills me" kind of sex. She felt as if she had known him intimately all her life, and the depth of that feeling terrified her. She wanted to run away and never see him again, while at the same time roll towards him and never let go. What was happening to her?
She tried to move, but her body was leaden. After several attempts, she managed to sit up slightly, but her body was still shaking, and she collapsed back beside Sven. As soon as she was down again, her eyes threatened to close with fatigue. She fought to keep them open. She had to leave, she couldn't stay here, couldn't fall asleep with him, not after this. She tried again, this time managing to sit all the way up on the edge of the bed, wincing at the soreness between her legs. Her head was heavy and buzzing, feeling drugged in the best of ways. M-maybe I...maybe I sh-should go. It was a miracle she could put two words together, much less a sentence.
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May 10, 2015 9:09:09 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 10, 2015 9:09:09 GMT -8
He lay besides her with the contrasting stillness that followed their hectic wrestle seemingly more tumultuous than what had preceded it; the thunder of heartbeat, the ragged gasping of breath, the roaring torrent of blood through the veins. His head turned slightly as she stirred. watching her attempts to rise through abstracted eyes, as if watching some kind of movement that made no sense to physics.
His own retrospection contained far less depth than did hers, with his body and mind spent of any such motivation to explore any feelings or thoughts. He knew nothing but the gulp of breath and the stillness of limb as he allowed his body to recover from the ordeal, allowing the heightened levels to drop to some form of normalcy.
Her words when they came seemed to drift through a haze of satisfaction to lap against his conscious mind, caressing his being into attentiveness ever so slowly. He tasted the words, turned them around to examine them from another angle, finally decided that he liked not what they entailed.
His eyes flickered open from where they had drifted closed and his left hand moved suddenly from its recumbent position. With a precision and speed that belied his seemingly exhausted pose the hand closed around her wrist, not hard but firm, halting any more progress she sought to make towards escape. His head also came up, chin nearly touching his chest, as he gazed at her with steady eyes.
"Stay..."
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May 10, 2015 13:56:49 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 13:56:49 GMT -8
Her traitorous body shuddered as he grabbed her wrist, her body so sensitive a slight breeze could provoke it. At the mere sound of his voice, her core throbbed painfully with need despite her recent release. Her thighs, slick with his seed, pressed together tightly to find some relief. She wanted to stay, so badly, but she barely knew him and this was supposed to be a one-time thing. Her spirit fell at that realization, while her brain screamed at her to be practical and pointed out all the reasons why she should get her rear into gear and split. Maybe she could leave without being so obvious...he surely didn't intend for this to be any more than a casual hook up, no matter how amazing it had been.
I need the 'fresher...Her voice was feeble and weak. When she tried to stand, she fell completely back on the bed. She sighed in frustration.
What are you running from?a voice asked.She had fought so hard not be that naive, simple girl that she had been in the past, the one who was devastated when her fiance and husband died, the one who let Ex break her heart. Being with Sven had broken the floodgate and let all of her emotions boil to the surface. Their coupling had been too emotional for her to consider it anything other than "making love". That scared the **** out her. She didn't want to go back to being that naive, love-struck girl again. Trusting girls like that got hurt.
Her body was so heavy, and she was still so high off the hormones that were racing through her body, she consoled herself that she would stay for that reason only. Not because she wanted Sven and wanted him to want her too. Not because she wanted to have hope that maybe he felt something special about their encounter as she had. They were lies, but they comforted her.
She turned to look him in the eyes, but found it too intense intimate, so she glanced to the side. Do you always sleep with your one-nighters? Her voice was quiet and probing, not sarcastic or angry.
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Post by Cayne on May 10, 2015 14:23:57 GMT -8
He allowed his hand to drop from her wrist to rest gentle atop her own hand, index finger lightly tracing a circle around her middle knuckle absently. With considerable effort that caused a grunt to escape his lips Sven levered himself up into a sitting position, using his right hand, with the sheets scrunched up in the fist, to power the rise.
His expression dropped slightly at her words, eyes becoming wary as he gazed at her face, so artfully tilted away from him. He studied her intently, trying to discern if there was any ill-feeling behind what she had said. The words seemed to imply that she thought him done with her now... Or her done with him. Such a thought left him rather polarised, not sure whether he should be angry or concerned at such an attitude.
"Is that what you want?"
His voice, when it came, was quiet. A low utterance that struggled to find the volume to make the journey to her ears. His eyes continued to search her face as he sat there, pulling his still aching legs to cross them in front of him. Despite the softness of his words there was a hint of steel there. A slight trace of annoyance that coloured the words.
"To have this over and quickly forgotten?"
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May 10, 2015 14:38:34 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 14:38:34 GMT -8
His voice caused goosebumps to run up her body, her heart speeding up slightly at what his words implied. Her eyes snapped back to his, able to study him now. His eyes were that cold blue again, so different from the fire in them not minutes ago. He seemed on edge. The last thing she wanted to do was have another fight.She swallowed. From what Don said...it just seemed like you wanted....Her voice trailed off as her brow furrowed.She was missing something here. Isn't that what you want? You hardly know me, and I barely know you. We only met hours ago.Despite the doubt in her voice, her hand yielded to Sven's, fingers slipping through his as she waited anxiously for how he would react.
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May 10, 2015 15:19:18 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 10, 2015 15:19:18 GMT -8
His ire rose slightly but he did his best to keep it in check. He knew that Don had been meddling but didn't know to what extent. He certainly didn't think any such games played by his cousin should have an overly significant bearing on what had happened her tonight. Though, his rational mind managed to interject before his caveman instincts ran away with his thoughts, what do you expect? The words in his head echoed her last...
His mouth worked for a moment as he abandoned the grating response that was already formulated and ready to fly, instead taking a moment to frame a reasoned sentence. His hand reciprocated her touch, fingers entwining with hers as he lowered his eyes from their near-aggressive scrutiny. His voice was still quiet when he spoke but was this time absent the annoyance.
"I don't know..."
He looked up at her again, a slight smile lighting his face yet his eyes were slightly sad.
"I'm sorry. You're right. We don't really know each other..."
The smile dropped for a moment only to struggle back onto his face once again.
He was disappointed but also understood. They owed nothing to each other from this encounter. They had got drunk, fought and fucked. That was that. It was just that such an attitude seemed to sully the experience somewhat. Hadn't she felt something more as he had? Hadn't something moved within as they coupled?
"Its just that...
And suddenly the barriers came back up, his voice breaking off abruptly to defend against answers he may not like. Answers which may cut to the bone with their painful truths.
He allowed the words to hang for a moment as the war within him battled between restraint and freedom of tongue, his smile wavering before finally solidifying into a firm expression. He shook his head and turned to swing his legs over the side of the bed, standing in one smooth motion. He bent to look at her, his face inches from hers, hand coming up to caress her cheek slightly.
"It doesn't matter."
He kissed her on the forehead with utilitarian efficiency and stepped into the bathroom, turning on the shower.
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May 10, 2015 15:34:00 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 15:34:00 GMT -8
Vee's heart nose-dived to her stomach. How could she be so stupid? How could she make this out to be more than what it was? He was just too nice to say it. Well fuck him. The intimacy was now completely broken and, though Vee was still exhausted, she forced herself to get up. She moved as quickly and quietly as possible. She was dirty, covered in dry sweat and his arousal, damp hair tangled. She ignored it all, her eyes suddenly blurry as she pulled on her pants and boots, messily putting on her tunic. She couldn't find her panties and bra, and didn't want to take the time to look for them. She hurriedly pulled up her long locks in a messy bun with a tie she found in her pants, checking for her slugs and grabbing the tihaar bottle before slipping out the door.
This was going to be one long haul to Coruscant. She would just have Don deal with Sven when it came to the business. There would be no need to interact with him past this evening, not like he was going to try anyway. And once it was over, she would never have to see Sven Garret ever again. She reach the end of the hall before she realized her blurred vision was due to tears
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May 10, 2015 16:18:51 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 10, 2015 16:18:51 GMT -8
His eyes flickered open as the light of dawn found its way through the meagre protection offered by the threadbare curtains doing their best to cover the window. With more than the usual effort he rolled out of the battered bed and onto his feet, dealing with a slightly spinning of the head as he rose to a vertical base.
He had come out of the shower last night to find her gone, absent her underwear which he had noticed as he glanced to the floor of the bathroom. Also gone was the bottle of Tihaar that had been on the table which he found extremely annoying given the lack of company. Still, he was actually grateful for that now as he rose with only the slightest trace of a hangover, the exertions of the night having cleansed him somewhat it seemed.
He opened the curtains and stood for a moment staring down at a street bathed in weak dawn light, the chorus of waking avians adding music to the scene. The street was deserted, the day one in which most took for leisure, and Sven savoured in the illusion that he was the only one in the universe. Such flights of fancy done with her turned and bounced up onto his toes before dropping face first to land on his knuckled, banging out press-ups like a champ. Next were the sit-ups followed by burpies. Finally loose and warmed up he hit the shower and returned absent any of the ills of the night before.
At least he kept telling himself that and ignoring the dull ache in his chest that the final moments of the social encounter entailed. His mind kept screaming at him that he should have been honest and vented what he felt but another equally vociferous part of his mind applauded the caution he had displayed. A quiet part in the middle, the sane and sober part that had been absent last night, said that the die was cast so live with the result.
With steady efficiency he dressed and made secure his armour, checking all his systems before he was satisfied he was done. Leaving the room he made his way downstairs and into the street where he invaded the house of a family settling down for breakfast to obtain a bacon sandwich and a steaming mug of caff. Such was the openness of Mandalorian culture and it was all he could do to make his excuses and not be forced to join them at their table.
He wasn't sure which hangar they were occupying so he settled down on the doorstep of the obliging family's house, which was situated opposite where the gathering had been last night, and tucked into his breakfast. He kept his comlink on and pulled out the short, savage-looking beskad to sharpen while he ate...
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May 10, 2015 16:59:27 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 16:59:27 GMT -8
Vee woke up to bright light streaming through her meager window. Her head pounded.She came home in the middle of the night and promptly jumped in the shower with the bottle of tihaar, scrubbing her skin so hard to rid her of any traces of his scent or seed her skin turned an angry red. She drank the liqueur periodically as she washed, hoping to numb her senses completely so she felt nothing, stuffing back all the feelings into the box where they belonged. Completely drunk, she fell into her bed naked, passing out from both emotional and physical fatigue.
Vee groaned as she tried to move, finally forcing herself up and heading to the bathroom...where she promptly puked her guts out before sitting on the cold tile floor.She had to get to work, even though she didn't know when they were leaving, she needed to check in with Jeev and the ship, especially now they had their "muscle". Vee ground her teeth as she thought about Sven. She wanted to punch him in the groin, not because he did anything wrong, but for awakening feelings in her that she had buried. As she stood up, she rotated her stiff neck, reaching up with a hand to rub it. She pulled her hand away immediately with a wince, quickly looking in the mirror. Her neck was sporting angry looking bruises, some of them clearly looking like teeth marks. She seethed inside as she gently touched the tender, painful areas.How the hell was she going to cover this up? If she ever saw Sven again, it would be too soon.
She took some pain meds, swallowing it down with toast, eggs and plenty of water. Once she felt half-human again, she threw on a tunic and relaxed pants to go for a run. She was no newbie to hangovers.
Meanwhile...
Don was at the ship bright and early, but there was no Vee nor Sven in sight. Work was his boss' life, so when she didn't show, Don started to get worried. It was true that maybe - just maybe - his cousin and Vee hit it off last night, but Don doubted it. Not after the way she flipped him off. He tried calling Vee several times to no avail. He thought about calling Jeev to see what the deal was, but didn't want to alarm the man, nor go over Vee's head in the matter.
Last resort, Don commed Sven...maybe he knew what was going on.He sighed with relief when Sven's voice came over the comlink.
Sven, where the hell are you? Where's Vee, what happened last night?
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May 10, 2015 17:35:14 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 10, 2015 17:35:14 GMT -8
Sven was just finishing his caff as the comlink squawked from the housing in his helmet where it nestled. With a final gulp he finished the bitter brew and set it down next to him as he pulled the helmet on over his head. His initial "Sven here" was followed by the obviously excited tones of his cousin and he purposely adopted a calm, carefree manner knowing that it would annoyed the hell out of him.
I'm outside the lodgings waiting for you ner tat
He stood and knocked on the door behind him, returning the mug to the smiling woman who opened it. It was a simple matter to track the source of the comm signal being received by his armours antenna and he stepped out into the street and began making his wau with leisurely ease towars the beacon now displayed on his HUD.
He saw no reason to elaborate or give a narrative on the events of last night so he deftly changed the subject by questioning something Don was always happy to talk about.
His sex life.
So how'd it go with that chick last night? What was her name...? Kaylee...? Kirstie...?
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May 10, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on May 10, 2015 18:03:01 GMT -8
Don frowned, eyes narrowing darkly.Normally he would be happy to elaborate what happened with his latest conquest, but he couldn't find his pilot, and Sven was the last person he saw her with. He was in the dark here, and this shipment was time sensitive and important. Don rarely got serious, but when he did, nothing could deter him. He could also tell when Sven, master of redirection, was trying to hide something, of which Don knew he was doing now. Why he wouldn't answer his question about Vee he didn't know, and that started to irritate him.
I ****ed her brains out. His voice came out as a snap. Now I'll ask you again, where's H'rel? She's not answering her com, she's not at her apartment and her family doesn't know where she is. Do you know where the hell she is, or should I be calling up Jeev and telling him he's missing his pilot for the Coruscant haul?
Meanwhile...
Vee finished her run, running a few miles within the span of an hour. By the time she got home, her "parents" had left for work. After drowning down some juice and more water, she jumped in the shower once again, cleaning quickly. She threw on some clothes (which included a high-collar jacket in attempt to hide the love-bites) and her boots, left her hair free to provide additional covering and grabbed her slugs. It was only then that she realized she hadn't checked her comlink. She sighed as she noticed several missed calls from Don. He probably wanted to know what happened last night. She commed Jeev instead.
Jeev.
It's H'rel. Now that we have some security, when are we taking off?
Tomorrow. I'm sending some grunts over to the ship as well, this Sven Garret can instruct them.
I'll go ahead and prep the ship.
See that you do.
The line cut out as Vee made a beeline outside and caught the public transport heading for the spaceport where the ship was docked. She decided she would have Don com Sven and let him know the news. She certainly wasn't going to talk to her co-pilot before then, she wanted to save herself from his prying at least until she got to the ship.
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Cayne
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May 11, 2015 6:31:29 GMT -8
Post by Cayne on May 11, 2015 6:31:29 GMT -8
Udesii ori'beskaryc...
His voice was still maddeningly calm as he strode down the increasingly busy street, meandering his path left and right as he navigated the ever growing amount of body's who scurried about on this errand or that. His pace slowed as he turned into the market square where the Oyu'baat was located, the traffic dictating that he measure his pace in order to avoid stepping on toes.
The Mando'ade day of leisure here also included a full market being held, the square packed with stalls with hawkers bellowing their wares. Sven spotted other armoured forms moving through a crowd that was dominated by beings in casual clothes, the occasional iron titan moving among them. His gaze took in one such figure leaning against one of the stall support struts, devouring a red apple. The man had dark hair so black it almost seemed blue in the pale morning light. His armour bore the emblem of Clan Vhett though Sven didn't recognise the man himself.
With a nod of his amroured head Sven offered the man a casual salute as he passed, getting a smile and jaunty wave in salute.
This was the third of his Clan he had seen on his walk, the fortunes of their people seemingly drawing them away from Concord Dawn in greater frequency than usual. Perhaps most were in the same boat as Sven but he still felt surprise that they would seek their fortunes here. There had been little love lost between Mandalore and Concord Dawn of late, especially in light of Ashrah's failed crusade, of which many Concordians saw as the cause of many woes.
She'll turn up...
His voice finally broke a little from the laid back tones he had adopted, adding a slight hint of mocking sternness to it.
I didn't realise this job included babysitting
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