[Reach for the Stars] Landing Pad
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				Title: <strong>[Reach for the Stars] Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 22:06:46</strong>
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				A simple landing pad, nothing special. This is where visitors, merchants and others land their vessels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>02-05-2006, 22:39:00</strong>
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				"Roger Temple. Dreamer's Ace coming in." Maddox answered to the control tower.<br><br>Maddox was the owner/captain of the Dreamer's Ace an Amphibious Interstellar Assault Transport/infantry (AIAT/i). It was also called a flying boat. <br><br>Maddox looked out the view port down at the ramp leading to the landing pad. He saw numerous Jedi, most likely apprentices huddled around the ramp. No, it wasn't uncommon for people to land their craft at the Jedi Temple, and the apprentices saw ships everyday. What made this different was the fact that it was the Dreamer's Ace, a ship that they weren't used to seeing everyday. Not to mention, he usually brought goodies for the children when he did come, so they liked him and the Ace even more.<br><br>This trip was a bit different than most. As he approached it would become easier to see the damage down to the armor of the Ace. Carbon scoring of blasters and the way that the engines just didn't sound right. The Ace had just been through one hell of a fight. <br><br>"Hold on back there." He called to his passenger. "This landing may not be one of my best."<br><br>He toggled the landing gear, wincing as it screached and locking into place.<br><br>He brought the vessel in and yanked on the control bring it to a halt directly over the pad before lowering, setting down as soft as possible. He smiled at the landing.<br><br>That smile would fade into shock at the landing gear started to buckle, leaning to the right. The landing gear held, but it was weakened. He unstrapped himself from his chair and moved back, grabbing an ornate box on the way out. <br><br>He access ramp lowered and Maddox exited the Ace, walking toward the group of Jedi. While drawing closer, he saw the Knights and Masters wading through the throng of children, standing in front of them. <br><br>"Master Jedi. I come with supplies, and this." He handed the box out to the first Jedi Knight or Master that would take it. Inside it would be a rare, very valuable Holocrom. <br><br>"I will need use of the pad for a bit longer than normal." He muttered. "The keepers of that didn't like the fact that I was taking it. And well...they shot at me."<br><br>"I will also need to use one of your funeral pyres. My co-pilot," He looked over his shoulder as a droid was pushing a repulsor sled along, bearing a covered body. "didn't make it." He didn't hide the fact that it hurt to see his co-pilot and friend dead. <br><br>He looked at the Jedi and awaited their answer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 08:17:25</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Happening to be on the landing pad, as usual, when the Dreamr's Ace came in, she tilted her head to watch. Moving forward as the others did, she frowned as she watched the droid pushing the remains of the co-pilot. Shaking her head, she moved forward as one of the Master's called to her, while another offered condolences for Maddox's loss. Stopping at the Master's side, she began whispering to the Master before her, who nodded in return and turned to walk away. Green eyes turned towards Maddox, her head bowing lightly. <br><br>"I am Carinne, a student here at the temple. You must be tired from your journey. Your friend will be seen to, and if you'd like, I will lead you to a place you may wash up and rest." She wore a flight suit, looking more like a pilot than a Jedi student, the suit hugging her every curve perfectly, yet allowing easy movement. Her long, thick black hair was up in a bun, keeping it from her eyes while flying.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>08-05-2006, 20:51:45</strong>
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				He smiled at the offer of the Masters condolences, resting his hand familiarly his shoulder. While he would miss Kip, he died securing something that the Jedi would be able to learn from. <br><br>He looked over at Carinne and nodded at her offer of escorting him. At any other time he would go over her like he would a hyperdrive, but now his mind wasn't into it. <br><br>"Lead the way, Carinne." <br><br>He followed after her knowing that he would soon have to find another co-pilot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 07:15:16</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Bowing her head, she nodded and turned to lead him off towards the guest quarters, glancing back from time to time to make sure he was still following. She moved with perfect graceful confidence, knowing her way around well enough.<br><br>Exit: Guest Quarters
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:48:14</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Moving back out to the landing pad, she'd go into one of the bays, getting the things they'd likely need. Moving back out, she wipes a stray bit of hair from her eyes, a droid floating the tools out behind her as she looks at him, green eyes sparkling. This was her element, really. She might be just a padewan, but she'd been flying and fixing things since before she could remember.<br><br>"Ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>09-05-2006, 21:53:36</strong>
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				He nodded, a smirk on his face. <br><br>"Ready when you are. We need to replace hyperdrive coils, repulsor now couplings and of course, the landing gear. Replacing armor and all that will come later."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 00:28:01</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding as she listens, she again brushes at a bit of her hair.<br><br>"Alright. Where did you want to start? I'd say the couplings, but its up to you...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 20:46:23</strong>
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				He nodded a bit. <br><br>"Couplings is a good place to start. When we get the repulsor lifts working it will make fixing the landing gear easier." <br><br>He brought a wrist communicator up a bit. <br><br>"Piper, I was a diagnostic on all the ships systems. Inform Hammer, Axe and Chain that they need to do a diag on the weapons systems as well. We have a mechanical genius of a Jedi down here and I want to get all the use out of her that I can." <br><br>He grinned and tossed a wink at Carinne, and about that time the R2 unit chirped affirmation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>10-05-2006, 21:37:56</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Unable to help herself, she grins as he winks at her, then shakes her head, flicking that bit of hair from her eyes once more. <br><br>"Right... That's what I was thinking..." Nodding, she moves to start towards the ship, pulling up a few tools as she goes, seeming to know her way around them and ships rather well. Especially for her age.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 02:47:26</strong>
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				He shakes his head and gets to work, often mumbling curses under his breath at the tight confines. One time he rapped his knuckles against some of the internals and it caused him to shut his eyes in that brief annoiance of pain. So, he did what every spacer did while fixing their ship, he talked to it. <br><br>"Come on, baby. Work with me just a bit. Well get you good as new in no time."<br><br>He looked over at the Jedi helping him. <br><br>"Hey, Carinne! How's it going on your end?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>11-05-2006, 08:49:01</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>He wouldn't see her where he had earlier, and soon he'd see her head pop out from another part of the ship, hanging upside down as she gives him a wave.<br><br>"I finished that already, moved on to some minor damage around the landing gear." Thanks to her small hands, she didn't have trouble like he did with moving her hands through the tight spaces.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:35:27</strong>
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				He nodded at her reply, continuing on with his work. <br><br>"There...that ought to do it." <br><br>He looked over at Carinne with a questioning look in his eyes. <br><br>"Hyperdrive and sublight engines?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:46:48</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Still hanging upseide down, her braid falling above her head to almost brush the ground, she's got a cute smudge of grease across one of her cheeks with a bit on her nose. <br><br>"I'm going to look at those next, but I didn't want to move onto something big like that without you. After all, I'd hate to have a droid zap me." She grins as she re-uses his words from earlier, and starts to disappear up into the landing gear again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 02:59:09</strong>
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				"Well, for droids, I think that Hammer, Axe and Chain are more protective of the Ace than I am." <br><br>He laughs.<br><br>"Need help?" <br><br>He would find his voice awfully close, his head next to hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 03:02:39</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Looking to him as she starts to disengage her legs from what she was hanging on, she shakes her head, her smile fading faintly as if she were nervous at haveing him so close. <br><br>"No... No I've finished here, just have to hop down..." She didn't move yet, however, as if she dropped now, she'd likely bowl him over with how she'd have to flip to land on her feet.
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 03:05:30</strong>
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				He stepped out and back from her, giving her some space. <br><br>"Sorry about that." He mumbles. <br><br>When she is back on the ground, he tosses her a bottle of some exotic fruit drink.<br><br>"It'll replace what you lost sweating." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 03:13:35</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Brushing her hair from her eyes as she drops and lands crouched, then stands, she smiles as she catches the bottle.<br><br>"Thanks..." Taking a long swig of the drink, she tilts her head, then smiles beautifully up at him.<br><br>"That's pretty good... Where did you get it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 03:18:55</strong>
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				He smiled back, only his was rugged with just the right amount of charm. He shook his head. <br><br>"Not telling. This stuff is a real money maker." <br><br>He smiled a full smile, it touched his eyes and everything. <br><br>"I'll make you a deal though. You tell me where you got that beautiful smile and I'll tell you were I get the drink from. Deal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 03:21:09</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Raising an eyebrow lightly, she shook her head as she chuckled, starting towards him.<br><br>"Someone once told me that I got it from my mother..." She stopped in front of him, tilting her head lightly to look to his eyes.<br><br>"So where did you get this drink, that I probably shouldn't even be drinking?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:22:56</strong>
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				"You think that I would give you something that you shouldn't have?" He looked perplexed. <br><br>"I promise you that there is nothing in this drink that you shouldn't have. Actually, it's made from fresh fruits around the galaxy. The juices are put together by a Rodian friend of mine. I've done several chemical analysis on these. They are all fuit juice with electrolites added to help your body regain."<br><br>A smirk teased his mouth as he reached out toward her face. "You've got," he muttered, his thumb running over the grease smudge on her cheek "grease on your cheek."<br><br>He rubbed it gently until a majority of it ended up on his thumb. He withdrew his hand, fingertips running over her jaw as he withdrew, that charming grin on his face, his eyes locked with hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-05-2006, 21:38:18</strong>
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				<strong>Carinna</strong><br><br>She'd had a hot retort for his comments on the tip of her tongue until she felt his fingers along her jawline. Tilting her head faintly into the touch, she watches his eyes, nodding faintly. <br><br>"Uh huh..." Shaking her head lightly to clear it, she smoothes her hair back once more.<br><br>"Well then... We'll move on...?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:53:54</strong>
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				He smiled, swinging his arm toward the Ace. <br><br>"After you, fair maiden."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:54:53</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Laughing, she shakes her head as she starts to walk past him, hips swaying as she goes. <br><br>"I'm not a fair maiden..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 02:58:42</strong>
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				His smile fades into a smirk.<br><br>"All in the eyes of the beholder."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:00:12</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Glancing back at him over her shoulder, she smirks as well.<br><br>"I guess I should take that as a compliment..." Brushing her hair again from her eyes, she moves up into the ship, glancing about, her jaw dropping faintly.<br><br>"Holy..." There were more toys here than she could ever hope for in a lifetime. Not that she really could, being a Jedi, but still..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:05:05</strong>
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				He smiled, resting a hand on her shoulder. <br><br>"Welcome," he started "to the <em>Dreamer's Ace</em>."<br><br>"She's a good ship, she's carried me through quite a lot. She's outfitted with the best weapons, electronics and gizmos money can buy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:07:00</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She barely reacted to his hand on her slender shoulder, nodding. Her eyes were still wide, jaw still dropped. <br><br>"I... I've never seen anything like it!" Talk about a kid in a candy store... She began moving around to thing after thing, naming off what it was and its exact abilities, as if she knew them all from heart.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:09:53</strong>
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				Right about then, a frumpy little R2 unit would come out, squawking. This, of course, made Maddox chuckle. <br><br>"Piper...it's okay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:11:19</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Blinking at the R2 unit, she backs away, bumping into his chest with her back as she goes.<br><br>"Oop... Sorry..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:14:01</strong>
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				His arm goes around her waist protectively. <br><br>"It's okay. He's just protective."
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				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 03:15:02</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Eyes dropping to the arm about her waist, she looks up at him over her shoulder slowly.<br><br>"I... Uh.. Ok." She smiles faintly, though it almost looks like a grin from a giddly school girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 13:05:00</strong>
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				He smiled down at her, then withdrawing his arm. <br><br>"Sorry about that."<br><br>He clasps his hands behind his back, keeping his eyes locked on her. <br><br>"I have to get something before we start work on the hyperdrive. Care to join me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 21:09:48</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>For a moment, she stays with her back to him. When she's composed herself, cursing inside her head for acting like such a child, she turns and faces him, smiling beautifully once more.<br><br>"It's quite alright... Where are we going?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:35:31</strong>
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				"I just have to grab some tools from my room."<br><br>He cut a glance to the R2 unit, then back to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:38:25</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Tilting her head lightly, she glances to the R2 unit, then back to him. She hadn't known he'd brought any to his room.. But oh well.<br><br>"Alright then... Lets go." She motions towards the ramp, then moves down it, starting back towards the temple and his room.
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:43:40</strong>
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				He laughs. <br><br>"Wrong room. This way." He points down the walkway of the ship.
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				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:44:51</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Stopping, she looks back at him, then turns and moves to follow him.<br><br>"Sorry, I misunderstood..." She moved after him, eyes trailing along all the goodies about the ship.
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:50:50</strong>
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				"It's okay."<br><br>He opened the door to his quarters on the ship and she would be treated to a room full of exotic silks and tapestries. High quality Correllian leather and everything.
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				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:53:25</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Stepping into the room, she blinks lightly as she looks around. Stepping forward, she slowly trails her fingers along some of the silks before turning to look at him.<br><br>"This is beautiful..."
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 22:57:24</strong>
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				He nods. <br><br>"A lot of years and a lot of credits. Everything in this one room could buy about three extact duplicates of the Ace."
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				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-05-2006, 23:11:32</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Hearing how expensive everything is, she jerks her hands away from the silks she'd been touching, dashing the thought of every having something made of the material from her mind. <br><br>"Oh.. I... Well, we should get the tools and go, I'll get something dirty..."
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				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 13:39:28</strong>
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				His back to her, he smiles a bit, not being able to stop himself. <br><br>"Half the fun in getting dirty is getting clean again."<br><br>He looks over his shoulder, turning and walking toward her. He looks around and picks up a piece of dark green silk. He wrapped it around her shoulders. The color wouldn't match those eyes perfectly, but they would set them off nicely.<br><br>"Here. Having something made from this, and I don't mean another jumpsuit, or Jedi robes. Something nice. Beauty is something that should be seen, not locked away."<br><br>He reached out, lightly wiping his knuckle across her cheek. He tilited his head and smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 16:35:51</strong>
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				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"I really wouldn't know..." She smirked, shaking her head at his comment. Turning, she's startled to find the silk around her shoulders and looks up at him.<br><br>"B-But... I couldn't possibly. I mean... This must have cost you a fortune, and I..." She was trying to be humble... Trying to ignore the fact he'd called her beautiful, and the fact that his touch sent a shiver through her as her sparkling green eyes locked on his own eyes, indeed set off beautifully by the green of the silk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>14-05-2006, 20:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled. <br><br>"You're right. It did cost me a fortune. Seeing you in it, however would be a investment." <br><br>He smiled. Watching her.<br><br>"And you can't tell me that you don't think that looks beautiful on you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 04:38:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Raising her eyebrows faintly, she looks shocked.<br><br>"An investment? How's that?" She tilts her head, looking down at the silk, fingers carefully trailing along it so that she doesn't get grease on it.<br><br>"Well... That's not the point. I... I really shouldn't, I haven't done anything to deserve it..." oooh, but she wanted it. It would make a lovely dress, not that she had anywhere to really wear it. Perhaps on one of those undercover missions someday...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>15-05-2006, 22:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Consider it payment for working on the Ace with me. How about that?" He smiled. <br><br>"I'm not going to take no for an answer, so you may as well take it." He did agree that it would make a beautiful dress, and it would be breathtaking on her, but he was keeping such thought to himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>17-05-2006, 09:32:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>At the mention of payment, she hesitates faintly. Finally, she nods, smiling once more as she looks up at him.<br><br>"Alright... I shouldn't even take it at that, but I wouldn't want to hurt your feelings. That would be rude..." She laughs softly, shaking her head as she looks back down at the silk, thinking before moving to his bed and leaning to set it down carefully.<br><br>"I'll leave it here for now, if that's alright...I don't want to get it dirty."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 00:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, watching her. <br><br>"That's fine. Now come on, we have a hyperdrive to fix."<br><br>There was that damnable smile again as he walked out the door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 01:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She might as well be in heaven. A handsome man, material for a new dress, -and- a great ship for her to work on. Who could ask for more?<br><br>"That's right, lets go..." She nods, moving out after him, still smiling beautifully, though it was more contained now than it had been.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>18-05-2006, 22:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Several hours later his emerged from one of the many hiding holes in the ship. He was pretty much covered in grease. As Carinne worked she would notice that the engines were a bit more powerful than the ships that traditionally come on this particular model. He looked down the hallway of the Ace and saw the rain pelting down on the tarmac.<br><br>He dropped to the floor, stretching slowly, feeling things pop that really shouldn't. <br><br>"Don't worry girl." He whispered. "We'll get you spaceborn again in no time."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 04:41:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She was currently down in one of the places he likely wouldn't be able to reach very well, bent over a pipe with her legs dangling as she tweaked a few things here and there. She too was covered in grease, but she didn't care of course. A bit of her hair had come down, dangling now that she was halfway upside down, her rear in the air and up towards him, which he'd see if he looked down into the hole where she called from.<br><br>"Are you talking to me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>19-05-2006, 21:56:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head. <br><br>"Nope. I'm talking to the Ace. She listens and understands me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Ok!" She called back up to him, barely hearing his answer, though she understood it. She had a passion for flight and ships, after all. Straining to reach something further down in the compartment, she grunts lightly, wiggling where she's hung over the bar. Shoving hair from her eyes, he'd suddenly see feet up in the air as she stands on one hand, body braced against the bar she'd been hung over, while her other hand reaches the part she was looking for, tweaking it this way and that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:49:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks down at her with an amused smile and a tilited head. <br><br>"Um..need a hand?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 04:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Nope... I've .... Got it!" She grins to herself as she finishes, then pushes herself up. Moving this way and that, she's finally able to pull herself up onto the deck with him, standing up and looking up at him with that gorgeous smile of hers.<br><br>"All done. That should do her some good, that's for sure." She was absolutely filthy now, but she didn't seem to care at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>20-05-2006, 19:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I thank you for your help. If you would like to clean up, you can use the shower in my cabin if you like. Since it is raining and all that."<br><br>He smiled. Even covered in grease, she was still lovely. Or was that part of the reason he thought her so lovely? Didn't matter. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 00:01:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Tilting her head faintly, she glanced around, then back up at him.<br><br>"Well... I suppose I could... But... Well, I haven't anything clean to wear, so that doesn't make sense. I should probably just go back to my room..." He was far, far too tempting to be too close to for long...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 04:57:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sure that I have a jump suit or coveralls that will fit you."<br><br>He leaned up against the bulkhead, watching her with a measured, neutral expression.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 05:58:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She thinks for another few minutes, then finally nods. <br><br>"Alright then." Smiling beautifully up at him, she wipes her hands together, then on her flightsuit.<br><br>"Thanks..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 14:52:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No problem. Come on, follow me." <br><br>He leads her back to his cabin, showing her to the refresher.<br><br>"Here you are. Take as long as you need and I'll find you that flight suit." <br><br>He walks out of the cabin and into one of the extra cabins that he turned into storage space.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>21-05-2006, 18:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Following along after him, she starts to take her hair all the way out. Once in his cabin, she shakes her hair out, slightly curled from being up, and flowing around her slender frame. Smiling as he motions towards the shower, she nods.<br><br>"Thanks... Hopefully I won't take too long." She nodded again, and when he turned to walk away, she stripped out of her suit and set it aside, trailing a clean finger along the soft silk he'd given her before moving to start showering.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 03:43:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked into his cabin, a bundle in his arms. He smiled at the sound of the shower running. He slipped into the refresher, setting the bundle down on a stool. When she got out she would see a pair of Corellian leater pants, a blouse made from emerald silk with a matching silk ribbon. On the top of this is a bottle of body lotion that smells like white cherry blossoms.<br><br>Quietly, he slipped back out of the refresher, ignoring the outline of her curves through the fogged glass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 04:24:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Washing her hair and getting the oil and dirt off her skin, she hears him come into the refresher room, but knows that he can't see anything more than her outline, and he saw that in her bodysuit. Finally she steps out, brushing wet hair from her eyes. Blinking, suprised as she sees the things there. Dressing easily and quickly, she pulls her hair up into a ponytail and secures it with the ribbon. The clothes fit her rather well, and smoothing her hands over her stomach gently, she stepped out to look around for him, eyes sparkling and offset by the emerald top.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>22-05-2006, 21:51:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up at her and smiled.<br><br>"I must say that my daydreams are no comparison to your beauty." <br><br>He was in a chair, an actual book resting in his lap. He stood and walked over to her, but not getting so close that she would be uncomfortable. He was fighting the urge to touch her. <br><br>"Shall I give you a guided tour of the Ace? It's still raining out and there's no sign of it ceasing for a while."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>23-05-2006, 04:06:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Brushing her damp hair back once more, she tilted her head again, smiling.<br><br>"If you'd like... I think I might faint of there's too many other toys, thoug." She laughed, shaking her head and touching his arm gently, no matter how he tried to stop himself from touching her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>24-05-2006, 19:38:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she touched him, he felt an electric jolt. Not a physical one, just a rush. He showed her around the ship. To the cargo areas, the lounge, the galley, crew cabins and passenger cabins. Every room that was open to anyone was very tastefully decorated, all the items in the rooms very expensive. He showed her the work out room, which was so well equiped that it could challenge the Jedi training areas, except for the size difference. The las thing that he showed Carinne was the cockpit. Noticing the way that she looked at the starship, he knew that she would probably appreciate this more than anyone else. He told her about the "upgrades" that he had made, then he slipped into the periphery and let her play.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 00:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She nodded and smiled at everything he showed her, though he had been right. She was stopped dead in her tracks upon seeing the cockpit. Smiling all the more, again like a child in a candy store, she moves around the cockpit, slipping into the pilots seat and trailing her fingers along buttons and dials here and there. Finally, she turns to look at him, brushing at her still slightly damp hair.<br><br>"Its an incredible ship... I couldn't even imagine owning one like it someday. You're very lucky..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 02:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiles, leaning agains the entrance to the cockpit.<br><br>"Luck has nothing to do with it. Just some good investments."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 02:04:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shrugging lightly, she moves towards him and the door to the rest of the ship.<br><br>"Whatever you want to call it, its gotten you a beautiful ship, Captain." Stopping just in front of him, not an arms length away, she tilts her head lightly to look up at him.<br><br>"You know, I'm going to catch an earful if anyone sees me in this..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 02:56:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, we can't have that, can we?" He smiled.<br><br>"You could always blame it on me. It is my fault that you got so dirty anyway."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 04:29:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"It's no one's fault but my own. I can't lie to save my skin when I shouldn't be wearing this in the first place..." She laughed, shaking her head, and reached out to push at his chest lightly without thinking about it. He was very, very easy to get along with...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 13:41:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Jedi allow for personnal possessions now. And it not like I did a rain dance or have an extra Jedi Robe laying around." He smiled.<br><br>When she pushed him, the muscle in his chest didn't give. He uncrossed his arms and placed his hands over hers, trapping them against his chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 13:44:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Her eyes dropped to his chest as his hands came to rest over her own, tilting her head ever so slightly. That was... Well, that was quite a muscular chest. Swallowing thickly, she pushed it from her mind as best as she could, looking back up at him with that beautiful, usually disarming smile.<br><br>"Well that's true, I suppose. I shall have the clothes washed and returned as soon as I can..." Her tone had dropped faintly, becoming slightly more husky, though it was a subtle change, for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 13:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head, his hair shaking with it. His hair was messy, but it did messy really well. <br><br>"Like the silk laying in my cabin, all this is yours." He released her hands. <br><br>"Can you be good long enough for me to take a shower?" He asked, his own voice dropping. He could smell the cherry blossums. She smelled so good.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 13:53:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"You want to leave me alone in a ship with this many toys...?" She laughed softly, flicking her hair in an easy, yet sensual motion to get it behind her shoulders, her eyes never leaving his.<br><br>"I suppose I can..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:03:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You have free reign of the ship, then." He stepped away from her, already regretting the move. He walked into his cabin and left the door unlocked, in case she wanted to come in and look some more.<br><br>He stepped into the refresher and closed the door, turning the shower to where the room steamed up and stepped in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:14:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Watching him carefully, she nodded. She watched him go, then shoved her fingers through her thick, damp hair. What was wrong with her? Shaking her head, she moved through the ship, smiling when the R2 unit beeped and chirped at her. Laughing as she moved along, she slipped silently into his cabin, taking the time to look around it while she waited. When he emerged, he'd find her standing at his bed, her back to him as her head tilted to study the silks he'd given her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:24:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He emerged from the shower, wearing black silk trousers. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he watched her. If she turned around she would see his torso bare, full of chisled muscle. He would look like he was cut from white marble. This coupled with his lean body often drew similarities to a snake.<br><br>"You like it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:29:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Looking at him over her shoulder as she hears him ask her, she blinks faintly, eyes slowly trailing along his torso. However, unlike most shy, young jedi, she turns to face him, instead of looking away, letting her eyes take their time to return to his own.<br><br>"I love it. Thank you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, walking over to a closet, pulling out a black, sleeveless gi top with gold accents, belting it in place with a simple belt. He turned back around he V of the gi plunging low. <br><br>"What would you like to do now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She watched his every move, then shrugged softly, legs leaning back faintly against his bed as she trailed her fingers through the silk in her hands.<br><br>"I don't know... I'm free the rest of the day... What did you want to do?" <em>Ok, Carinne... Stop staring at his chest....</em> She thought to herself, forcing her eyes to stay on his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:40:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged, watching her. He wanted to touch her. <br><br>"I'm not entirely sure. I usually just drop of the supplies that I bring and then leave. I'm not used to standing still for too long."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Oh..." She shrugs lightly, forcing herself to be casual.<br><br>"Well if I'm keeping, I can leave..." She takes slow steps towards the door, brushing fingers through her hair once more as she tosses it over her shoulder, sending that intoxicating mixture of smells towards him once more. Cherry blossoms, her own scent, and a hint of oil.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:45:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In quick strides, he reached her, reaching out and grabbing her arm gently. <br><br>"I don't want you to leave." He whispered softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:46:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Stopping as he grips her arm, she looks at his hand, then slowly lets her eyes trail up along that bare arm before reaching his eyes. Her side is still to him, but she doesn't move to leave anymore.<br><br>"Alright, I'll stay..." She whispers in return.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At her words, his mouth went dry. He released her arm, his fingertips sliding down over the silk. He stood there watching her, studying where the silk clinged to her and were it hung loosely. The leather trousers hugging her hips and backside. He smell of cherry blossums, all of it one intoxicating package. His eyes drifted closed and he breathed deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:54:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Watching his eyes move over her sent a shiver through her, though when he closed his eyes, she turned to face him, her hand coming to rest slowly on his chest.<br><br>"Are you alright...?" Her voice was still soft, barely above a whisper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:57:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, opening his eyes. <br><br>"I'm fine." <br><br>He reached out and rested one hand on her waist, his index finger softly caressing where the silk and leather met.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 14:58:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding, she watched his eyes once he's opened them. She tilts her head lightly as she feels his finger moving along her hip, smiling ever so gently as her fingers slowly smooth along the bare flesh of his chest where the V had left a gap.<br><br>"Good... Hate to think I'd scared you off..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and shook his head, slipping a finger into the waist of the trousers, gently tugging her closer. He she was close, that hand would rest at the small of her back, his free arm wrapping around her, softly caressing her back through the silk. Finally, he rested his forehead against hers, doing nothing else.<br><br>"I don't think you could scare me off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Stepping closer slowly when he pulled her, she nodded softly. Her other hand came up to rest on his chest as well, still watching his eyes. When he leaned his forehead against hers, she smiled a bit more.<br><br>"Good... So... Now what did you want to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:07:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He brushed a feather soft kiss against her lips before adding another, still soft, but deeper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:09:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Watching him lean closer, she felt the first brush of his lips to hers and gasped softly, the action parting her lips. It practically invited his second, deeper kiss, and though she was startled, soon enough her eyes slipped shut as she sighed, letting her body rest against his as her hands slid to grip at his shoulders while she returned the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:12:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He broke the kiss as softly as he started it, finally placing a kiss on her forehead.<br><br>"That's what I wanted to do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Slowly opening her eyes once the kiss has ended, she looks up at him, just a hint of a blush starting on her cheeks.<br><br>"Oh... Well... That wasn't so bad..." Not that she'd been kissed many times before that she'd be able to compare it, but hey...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:15:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not so bad, huh? Well. I'll just have to fix that." He pulled her in tight and kissed her again, a bit more urgency added to the kiss. He wanted this to be something that took her breathe away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:18:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"I didn't mean it as a chal-" She's cut off as he kisses her again, and while the others had made her weak in the knees, this one did indeed take her breath away. Groaning faintly into the kiss, she pressed more tightly against him, wrapping her arms about his shoulders and standing on her toes faintly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands grabbed handfulls of that silk shirt, his hands gripping so tight that his knuckles popped. He wanted to rip it off of her, but that's just wasn't something that would be smart to do. He broke the kiss. <br><br>"Was that more like it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:25:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She groaned again as she felt him gripping at her shirt, half wanting him to tear it off of her. Her eyes stayed shut a moment after he broke the kiss before finally opening as she sank back down to flat feet, looking up at him. Nodding faintly, her tongue moved out, trailing along her upper lip lightly.<br><br>"I think so..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:30:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With her as close as she is, she would see the faint start of a tatoo over his chest. It was called a ghost tatoo, using light ink, not traditional dark ink. <br><br>"I want you, Carinne. But I don't know if either of us is ready for that."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:31:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Blinking softly at his admission, she nods faintly.<br><br>"I... I'm not sure either. I..." She had to stop, or she'd start babbling. But God, he was gorgeous... Slowly, her fingers trailed over the top of that tattoo of his, her eyes not leaving his.<br><br>"You might be right..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:33:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her caressing of the tattoo. <br><br>"Would you like to see the rest of it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:36:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smiling, she nods.<br><br>"Yes... I've always loved seeing tattoos, but I've never gotten one myself..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:42:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled his top off, the tattoo clearly running under his trousers as well. He was of a serpent, wrapped around his torso, under and then over his right shoulder, fangs bared as if it were going to strike.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-05-2006, 15:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Watching as he pulled his top off, she tilted her head lightly to let her eyes trail along the tattoo, fingers moving over what she could see.<br><br>"It's breathtaking... Where did you get it?" She looked back to his eyes, fingers stopped just over his lower abdomen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 02:52:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"On Ryloth, oddly enough. I didn't know that the Twi'lek did such good work. If I move just right, it will look like it's slithering." <br><br>He smiled and closed his eyes, sighing at her touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 04:30:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding, she looked back down to his chest and abdomen. <br><br>"I'll have to look into going to Ryloth, then... I really have always wanted one, but I suppose the opportunity to get one never arose. Not that I know what I'd get, either..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 12:29:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just remember to get something that means something to you." He smiled, reaching up and pulling the ribbon free of her hair, letting it cascade down. <br><br>Slowly and softly, he ran his fingers through her hair. Grabbing her shoulders, he turned her around gently, his arms finding their way around her waist. He leaned forward, whispering softly into her ear.<br><br>"If you want, I'll take you when you go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 15:10:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding at his advice, she looked up at him when he pulled the ribbon from her hair, shaking her head gently to let her long, thick hair tumble about her slender frame. She watched him for a moment, tilting her head into the touch of her hair. When he turned her, she slowly moved with the motion, leaning back against him when his arms went about her waist, hands coming up to trail along his bare arms.<br><br>"Thank you... I think I'd like that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 18:54:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His hands slid up a bit, rubbing over her tummy, but going no higher than that. He left one hand on around her waist, with another, he pulled her hair back from her neck and kissed the exposed skin.<br><br>"There are so many things to see in the galaxy." He whispered low, filling her ear with heat. "I would like to show them to you, if you will allow me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>26-05-2006, 23:21:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Letting her eyes slip shut once more as she feels his lips along her flesh, she smiles faintly.<br><br>"I'd love to see the galaxy... But I have my duties here..." Sighing softly, she opened her eyes, shaking her head faintly.<br><br>"I wish I could go..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:27:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The Force will show you the way." He whispered into her ear. It was the first time he ever mentioned the Force to her or anyone esle. <br><br>"It works in all things, showing the path that it wishes one to take." He smirked, thinking that he sounded an awful lot like some Jedi Master or something. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 03:32:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shivering at the whisper to her ear, she blinks softly as she listens to him, then smirks as well.<br><br>"You don't come off as the sort to fall into a lecture like that..." Not to mention he didn't seem the type to be Jedi, or follow along with their systems and beliefs.<br><br>"Someday I'll see the galaxy... When its time..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 04:19:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Carinne, I've been all over, seen a lot of stuff. You'd be surprised at some of the stuff that I've heard." He smiled, kissing her earlobe.<br><br>"Well, when it is your time, the Ace will be waiting, with her boarding ramp lowered and the copilot's seat waiting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 04:22:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Letting her eyes slip shut once more, she nods faintly, relaxing back into his arms a bit more.<br><br>"That sounds heavenly..." She'd love to help pilot a ship like this. Truth be told, she'd likely fly circles around most pilots, male or female.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 04:27:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That would mean that she could fly circles around him. He wasn't afraid to admit that he wasn't the best pilot around. He's expertise was in weapons and things that made other things explode. <br><br>"Are you sure that I can't talk you into staying?" He smiles and rubs her tummy before sliding his his hands down over her hips, down her thighs and back up over his backside back to her tummy. A bit of rough seduction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 04:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She groans at the touch, pressing her hips back against his slowly. Her body was firm, yet soft in an oddly wonderful combination.<br><br>"I am free the rest of the night.. But I have lessons in the morning..." Again her tone had dropped into a husky note, one she couldn't help.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 13:31:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled. "Why, Carinne. Are you saying that you want to spend the night with me?" He chuckled a bit before all humor left his voice, no seduction in it either. <br><br>"If you want to, you can. I just want it to be your choice with no seduction from me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2006, 15:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smirking as she listens to him, she shakes her head lightly, tilting it to look up at him over her shoulder.<br><br>"My mind is not so weak that I would fall so easily to seduction... I choose to stay of my own free will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 16:12:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know that you're not weak, Carinne. It's just that a decision like this is not one to be made lightly." He pulls her to him as tightly as he can without making her feel confined.<br><br>"I think that I might have an oversized shirt that you can wear." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>28-05-2006, 16:57:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Leaning back as she's pulled, she continues to look at him over her shoulder. She's quiet for quite a few minutes before nodding softly.<br><br>"Find that shirt...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 03:06:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, reluctantly letting go. He turns to his closet and starts to rummage around. After about a minute, he pulls out a white, button down shirt with long sleeves. <br><br>"This okay?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>29-05-2006, 21:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Tilting her head to watch him as he moved through his closet, she nods, moving towards him and takes the shirt.<br><br>"It's perfect." Nodding, she looked up at him with a light smile. <br><br>"I'll go change..." She turns, starting towards the refresher room so that she can change into the 'nightshirt'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 03:33:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wish I had something a bit more." He muttered as she went into the refresher. He slipped the silk pants off, leaving him in shorts. He turned down the covers and climbed in, placing himself against the wall. He would let her have the edge.<br><br>He reached up and keyed the com system. <br><br>"Piper, lock down the Ace for the night."<br><br>He lay there and waited for her to come out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 14:22:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Standing in the refresher room, she stared at herself in the mirror. She was wearing his shirt, her hair down once again thanks to him releasing it from the ribbon. What was she doing? Ugh... Calm down, calm down... She'd said she'd stay there, she didn't say she would do anything else... Taking a deep breath, she turns, moving out to walk along the wall before stepping out into his room. Smiling lightly as she looks at him, the shirt falling much like a small dress to barely mid thigh as she stood near the door.<br><br>"Is this ok..?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 16:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up at her and smiled, nodding with a slight smile. <br><br>"Very." <br><br>When she got in bed, he would drape his arm over her waist. That's all. No demands or motives. <br><br>"Good night." He whispered.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 20:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smiling as he looks at her, she nods and slips into the bed. When his arm falls over her waist, she snuggles back against him, seeming to fit perfectly in his arms.<br><br>"Goodnight..." Well, this isn't so bad, right? She was doing just fine... Laughing softly, she shook her head, thinking she had been stupid to be even slightly afraid.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 23:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled a bit.<br><br>"What's so funny?"<br><br>He kissed the back of her head. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>30-05-2006, 23:11:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Hmm? Oh..." She blushes lightly, not realizing that she'd laughed out loud until he said something.<br><br>"Nothing really. I just... Well, I was being silly, that's all..." Looking up at him over her shoulder, she smiles.<br><br>"Its silly, really..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 03:18:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If it's so silly then we can share the laugh." He smiled back at her. <br><br>"It's okay if you don't want to tell me, of course."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 04:04:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Well... I was a little worried. About this..." She motions to them, in bed together.<br><br>"I know its silly, and I don't mean to offend you. I just.. Well, I've never done this. Thats all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 13:11:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you have nothing to worry about from me. I'll be a perfect gentleman." He smiled and kissed the back of her neck before hitting the lights, casting the room in shadow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>31-05-2006, 19:49:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding, she smiled as she settled back against him all the more. <br><br>"Yeah, I think I gathered that. I am training to be a Jedi, after all..." she laughed softly, shaking her head and pulling her hair out of his way, shivering lightly at the kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 20:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slept peacefully through the night. For the most part anyway. His eyes shot open. The dreams again. He slipped out of bed quietly, being sure not to wake Carinne. He slipped out of the room quietly, padding down to his workout room. <br><br>When Carinne wakes, he will not be there. If she follows the sounds down the halls of the Ace to the workout room, she will find Maddox hard at work in the shorts that he wore to bed, doing some martial art that looks to be very aggressive, not at all Jedi like, but there is an odd flow to it, gracefull in a predatory way. If she can tell the tattoo coloring from where she was, it would seem that the serpent tattoo was moving as if striking.<br><br>When he noticed, Carinne in the doorway he would stop and look over at her, giving her an easy smile. He would be bathed head to toe in sweat, so wet that his shorts would be plastered to his skin, his chest rising and falling, the serpent wavering back and forth, ready to strike at a moments notice. <br><br>"Carinne." He bowed to her. "I hope that you slept well and that I did not snore too loudly."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>01-06-2006, 22:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She didn't wake when he left the bed, but when she did wake up, she was suprised not to see him there. Blinking lightly, she looks around, then stands. Slipping on her pants that he'd given her, she leaves the large shirt on and moves to follow the sounds. Once in the doorway of the workout room, she tilted her head to watch him, then smiled as he looked at her. Returning the bow, she moved into the room, starting to roll up her sleeves and tie her hair back with the green ribbon. <br><br>"I slept very well, thank you... Please, don't let me interrupt you. Perhaps you'd like a partner?" She might not have the aggressive moves that he does, but she was skilled in her own ways. The Jedi ways, namely.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 00:19:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded. <br><br>"Very well. Just take it easy on me. I've been at it for a few hours already. I have to keep my trim figure." He said that last bit with a smirk, shifting into a classic striking stance. Quietly, all humor gone from his eyes, he waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 01:16:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Bowing once again, she slowly smiled.<br><br>"I'll see what I can do..." Standing, she moves into her own sort of stance, one leg back, a hand before her, the other slightly behind her, green eyes sparkling as they watch him, her features calm, almost angelic now in their quality, like when she slept. She didn't make the first move, however. She wasn't overly fond of that. After all, a Jedi defends, not attacks... At least in most situations.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 18:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood quietly, waiting patiently. He stood there, watching her breathing, the way her body shifted. He slid his body forward a touch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>02-06-2006, 20:03:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She stood perfectly still, breathing calmly as she watches him. When he moves forward, she simply stays where she is, more than patient enough to let him come to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 21:25:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched her quietly, slipping forward a bit more before lashing out with his forward foot. It wasn't a kick or anything of that nature, it was simply thrown in an effort to catch the back of her heel with the back of his. If that worked, he reach out to grab a handful of her shirt on each shoulder while twisting and placing his right shin into her pelvis in a takedown attempt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 22:19:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Tilting her head just faintly as she felt the heel against her own, then sees his hands coming towards her, she slips backwards as she bats at his hands. She doesn't completely escape his grasp, however, and with a loud tear, one of the sleeves of the shirt would come off in his grasp as she dances away, leaving her with one sleeve, and one missing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 22:44:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked over at her as she danced away, giving her a nod. <br><br>"Very good." He muttered. <br><br>About that time, the door would open and Piper would be sitting there in the doorway, blaring away. He immediately dropped his guard and bowed to Carinne. <br><br>"It seems that if you wish to make your classes on time, we should call a halt to the festivities." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 22:46:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Allowing herself a small smile at the compliment, she nods in return. When the droid comes in and he stops, she stands as well, returning the bow. Sighing, she nods, though she's dreadfully tempted to play hooky...<br><br>"Yes of course..." Turning, she starts back towards his room, stepping out of the workout room. Now the question was, did she put on her new, pretty green silk shirt and pants, or does she wear her dirty flight suit? Hmmm....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 20:09:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Before she could exit the room, there was a tug at the back of her shirt. Shen she turned around, he would be standing there with a smile. <br><br>"No kiss good bye?"<br><br>He tilted his head a bit, smirking the shirt still caught between his thumb and forefinger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-06-2006, 21:00:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Blinking softly as she's stopped, she turns to look up at him. Laughing softly, she shakes her head and moves closer to him. Standing up on her toes, she brushes a soft kiss to his lips.<br><br>"How silly of me to forget..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 03:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled and returned her kiss, just as softly. He brushed his finger across her cheek, this time there was no grease. <br><br>"I would like to keep you here with me today, but we both have our duties. You to the Order, and me to the Ace. I'll see you when you are done with your studies?"<br><br>He traced his finger over her tummy through the shirt before sliding into the gap between the buttons to stroke the soft skin of her tummy beneath. She was so soft. He gave her a final kiss, this one with a hint of longing...something to remind her to come back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>06-06-2006, 04:15:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shivering softly at the touch to her bare stomach, she nods softly, tilting her head up into the second kiss, returning it for a good minute or two before pulling back.<br><br>"After my studies... I'll be back..." Smiling, she starts to move away from him. If she doesn't leave now, she'll never leave...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>07-06-2006, 15:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let her go, giving her a smile as she walked out. He walked out of the work out right behind her, heading to his cabin for a shower. After his shower he spent the rest of the day in maintenance coveralls, working on the ships electrical systems. There were many times that curses could be heard from where wires touched that shouldn't have or Piper hit a button before his hand were cleared. <br><br>Later in the afternoon, toward the early evening he was back in the shower, exiting out to lay on his bed, wrapped in a pair of loose shorts. As he lay there, he dozed off to dreams of he and Carinne.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 04:59:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After her classes and training, she changes into a simple shirt and pants, her pants black, the shirt a light blue, and as she braids her hair, starts towards the Ace. Glancing about, she moves up onto the ship, and after seeing Piper and asking where he was, she turns and makes her way to his cabin. Slipping inside, she smiles as she sees him asleep and creeps towards the bed, slowly sitting to watch him as he sleeps, her head tilted lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>08-06-2006, 20:42:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He doesn't sleep much longer. His eyes open slowly and a smile crosses his face.<br><br>"Now that's something that I could get used to waking up to." <br><br>He reached out for her with his hand, just wanting to touch her. <br><br>"Did you miss me?" He asks with a chuckle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 04:15:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Laughing softly as she leans towards him faintly, resting a hand on the other side of his body so that she was leaning over him, she shrugs lightly.<br><br>"Maybe... Did you miss me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>09-06-2006, 20:58:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, reaching up to caress her cheek. <br><br>"I absolutely did. I thought about you a lot."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 04:56:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Tilting her head lightly into his touch, she smiles a bit more.<br><br>"Really? And just what did you think?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 13:56:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, about how gracefull and beautiful you are. How you can have soft curves, yet still have hard muscle. Mostly, I thought about how good your hair smells when you're close to me, and how you seem to fit me perfectly when I hold you close. The sound of your breathing when you sleep. That type of stuff." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>10-06-2006, 17:09:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>She seems slightly suprised by his answer, though smiles a bit more, leaning down slowly to brush a kiss over his lips softly.<br><br>"I think that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said to me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>11-06-2006, 05:37:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hang around. You'll hear a lot more of them." <br><br>He smiles at her smile.<br><br>"Now I get to add the way that your eyes twinkle with you smile."<br><br>He returns her kiss, smiling..<br><br>"Mmmm...you're dead set on spoiling me, aren't you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>11-06-2006, 19:08:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Laughing, she sits up a bit, tilting her head lightly.<br><br>"How on earth could I possibly spoil you? I have nothing to offer but my humble skills with anything that can move or fly..." She grins at that, proud of her skills.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-06-2006, 22:08:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You sell yourself so short, Carinne. You have a lot to offer, besides your considerable skill this things that fly." His smile showing he agrees with her abilities. <br><br>"You're beautiful, smart, sexy. A truly rare combination. The taste of your lips, the soft touch of your skin. Yes, you sell yourself much to short."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 00:07:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shrugging softly, she almost blushes, but manages not to as she looks about the cabin.<br><br>"Perhaps I do... But a Jedi must be&nbsp; modest..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-06-2006, 20:42:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded. <br><br>"You can be modest and still be aware of your gifts outside of the Force. Look at Master Skywalker's wife, Mara Jade. She's a beautiful woman, and she used her beauty to accomplish the goals of the Jedi numerous time during the Yuhazan Vong invasion and even before that. Your charms are not something that should be hidden away, but rather embraced and brought to bare when the time calls for them."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 04:11:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Ah, but she used her appearance for the good of the Jedi order, not for her own personal gain." Shrugging, she laughs, shaking her head and starting to stand.<br><br>"But lets not argue over symantics, hm?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>14-06-2006, 22:08:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me? Argue? Not hardly. I don't believe in arguing, it doesn't provide for a harmonious atmosphere."<br><br>He sat up as she started to stand, taking in everything about her. <br><br>"What did you have planned?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>15-06-2006, 04:38:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shrugging lightly, she glances around.<br><br>"I really have no idea. Perhaps a walk in the city? Go window shopping, have dinner, anything really. I'm so terribly tired of sitting about the temple all the time with no interactions..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>16-06-2006, 04:14:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Whatever you choose to do, m'lady. I offer my services as your humble escort."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-06-2006, 18:35:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smiling, she nods, moving around the cabin.<br><br>"I'd love to go shopping. I need to find a tailor to make something of the silk you gave me..." She motioned to where she'd left it near the bed, not wanting to get it dirty by taking it inside the temple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>19-06-2006, 20:20:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He got off the bed, walking over to his closet. <br><br>"Alright. To a tailor we go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>24-06-2006, 19:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smiling beautifully, she nods eagerly and moves to sit on the bed as she waits for him to dress. On her back was a small bag, carrying the precious silk, and a few supplies. You know, just in case.<br><br>"Alright...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 20:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled open the closet and rumaged through it, pulling out a white shirt, a pair of black synthleather pants and black boots. He pulled his clothes on, finally buckling a blaster around his hips.<br><br>"Whenever you're ready."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>27-06-2006, 20:46:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Looking to him when he was done, she smiles and gets up, making her way to the door and off the ship, looking rather excited.<br><br>"Alright. I'm really not all that good with shopping, but its still going to be fun to be able to see whats out there." She smiles beautifully to him, bouncing lightly as she goes along.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>01-07-2006, 03:44:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He follows after, watching her as she moves. He silently wondered if she knew the things that she was causing him to think. That single thought brought a smile to his face and a half chuckle. He picked up his step and caught up with her. He took her hand in his, lacing their fingers together, squeezing her hand briefly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>01-07-2006, 18:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Looking to him as she feels his hand in hers, she smiles beautifully yet again, lacing her fingers along with his. She continues to tug him through the shops, finally stopping at one and pointing at it.<br><br>"This is a good tailor, I've heard. I think Master Isulura gets some of her clothes made here. Have you met her? She wears such pretty things sometimes..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>04-07-2006, 15:31:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded. <br><br>"I've met Master Isulura before. We met a few years before. Do you enjoy being a Jedi, Carinne?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 15:38:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Nodding, she takes up a few things of cloth, tilting her head and looking at them as she talks.<br><br>"Of course. I can't remember ever wanting anything else. Except to be a pilot, of course." She grins up at him over her shoulder, then reaches into her bag to take out the silk he'd gotten for her and move towards the tailor.<br><br>"This should be enough for a shirt, I think...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 21:13:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was actually enough silk there to make a dress. A well made and fitted dress, but what she had done with it was her choice. <br><br>"Whatever you want to have made. You're going to be beautiful regardless."<br><br>He stepped up beside her, resting a hand on her lower back, where her back would meet the swell of her backside. He didn't aim for that, it just happened to fall there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>05-07-2006, 22:44:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Continuing to smile, she nods, and speaks with the tailor after thanking him for the compliment. She notices the location of his hand, but for now, doesn't say anything. Brushing hair from her eyes from time to time, she stays at his side until the tailor pulls her away to start measurements. Shrugging off her outter gear and the shell of her suit, she's left in a rather small black top that hardly covered anything, and what almost looked to be a pair of shorts, small and tight. As the man started measuring here and there, she looks up, smiling.<br><br>"I think I'll get a dress... I don't own any..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 20:25:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stood and listened, his hand dropping to his side when she was lead away. He turned his head, watching her with his eyes. When she stripped down, which was no doubt a lovely site, he found himself be envious of the tailor. Not in a bad way, just the 'I wish I was the one measuring her', way. <br><br>"Get whatever you want made. Like I said, no one will be able to touch you in beauty." <br><br>He tossed her a wink.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>07-07-2006, 20:36:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Looking at him over her shoulder at his comment, she shakes her head, laughing softly.<br><br>"You're flattering me again... I just thought a dress would be nice. Perhaps something like one that Master Isulura has, for the opera's..." They were revealing gowns, but nothing different would be expected, nor practical on an Twi'lek, now would it?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 04:32:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's all part of the job. Flattering you, that is. I think that would be very nice."<br><br>He watched the tailor work, the man was doing a good job of ignoring their banter, though he was sure that the man was quite amused. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>08-07-2006, 19:44:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>And who wouldn't be amused? A rather handsome 'couple' it would seem, one a pilot, the other obviously a padewan.<br><br>"And just what job is that?" She laughs, obviously enjoying herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 20:19:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Why being your escort of course. Beau, paramour, significant other, what ever you want to call it." <br><br>He smiles. <br><br>"Although if you get something like Isulura, she might get jealous." That, of course, ment to be a compliment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>10-07-2006, 21:51:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>With the tailor finishing his measurements, likely a bit longer than he needed to, she steps away from him, and touches Maddox's arm, laughing as she shakes her head.<br><br>"I assure you, Master Isulura will have nothing to worry over. Though I did ask for one of her designs to be used... But thank you just the same." Still smiling, she turns, starting to dress in her flight stuit once more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>11-07-2006, 20:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Do you always wear a flight suit?"<br><br>The watches her dress, head tilting a bit with the question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-07-2006, 12:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Finishing dressing, she shrugs, smoothing her hands over her flat stomach.<br><br>"Not always, no. But I wasn't certain if we were going to do more work on the ship today." Chuckling, she shrugs again, then moves to his side.<br><br>"The dress should be ready soon..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>12-07-2006, 20:48:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah..." He smiles, nudging her with an elbow. <br><br>"The ship is ready and rearing to go. She's a tough old bird." <br><br>"So," he started, "what's next on the agenda?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>12-07-2006, 20:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Returning the nudge with her elbow, she laughs and shrugs, looking around as they go.<br><br>"I don't know... Something to eat?" She looks back up at him, eyes sparkling, obviously enjoying herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 20:36:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded. <br><br>"Fair enough. Food it is. Any particular place you want to go to? You know the area here better than I do."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>13-07-2006, 22:41:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Well, I don't really get out as much as I'd like. And actually when I do go out, its usually to go to somewhere that has parts for ships and such. I like to build little things." She shrugs, but laughs.<br><br>"But I've been told there are some wonderful places to eat. I just have to watch the budget." Not like she made a lot of money. Or any, really.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>14-07-2006, 20:14:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That's when he smiled. <br><br>"No you don't. Whatever you want to eat, doesn't matter. It's on me." He grinned, wagging his eyebrows, wondering what she would pick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>14-07-2006, 20:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Raising an eyebrow faintly, she blushes faintly as she shakes her head.<br><br>"I can't keep taking advantage of your kindness... It's really not right..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>16-07-2006, 14:39:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're not taking advantage." He smiled, taking her hand in his. <br><br>"I'm offering. You would be doing nothing but accepting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>16-07-2006, 15:19:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Well, if you're certain its alright..." She smiles beautifully once again, and moves to tug him along into a resteraunt. It wasn't an overly expensive resteraunt, but it wasn't the worst one on the block. Once they were inside, they were ushered along, and while she got several looks for her flight suit, none would notice that she was a padewan, and she was glad for it as she sat, smiling to him before looking to the menu.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>16-07-2006, 18:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How long have you been here studying?" He asked in a hushed voice. <br><br>He leaned across the table, brushing his lips against hers. He pulled back just far enough to smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>17-07-2006, 06:34:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"I've been at the temple for several years now..." Tilting her head faintly at the kiss, she slowly smiles, not looking around to the others looking their way. Her eyes were only on his.<br><br>"Hopefully soon enough I"ll no longer be a padewan."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>17-07-2006, 22:00:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded a bit, with a touch of a smile. <br><br>"Well, the Ace needs a copilot. Want the job?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 06:37:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Blinking faintly, she look startled by the offer.<br><br>"You... You want me to go with you? Help fly the ship? I... I don't know, I... I still have to complete my training. What... Well, what is it exactly that you do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 20:00:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I run cargo, mostly. Supplies and the like. Sometimes I get into scuffles with pirates or something like that. It's not as boring as it sounds. I'll keep the position open for you until you go through your trials. That's if you want the job."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>18-07-2006, 21:08:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Slowly smiling, she nods.<br><br>"Alright... Can I ask why you're so willing to do all this for me? I mean... I'm grateful, don't get me wrong. Very grateful. But we've only just met..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>21-07-2006, 20:12:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think that I'll let you stew on that question for a while and see what answer you come up with."<br><br>He smiled and winked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>22-07-2006, 13:40:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Shaking her head, she laughs, about to question him further, but their waiter-droid appears. She orders, then looks at him, sipping the water that had been placed before her. When the droid was gone, she spoke again.<br><br>"Why can't you just tell me? I'd hate to have to guess..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>22-07-2006, 18:05:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because it takes the mystery out of it. Not to mention the fun."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>22-07-2006, 19:33:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Well, I suppose that it would be more fun... For you." Laughing, she shakes her head, then looks to her food as it arrives.<br><br>"Mmm, this looks delicious." She smiles up at him, then starts to eat. Its not a usual dish, not something most have seen before, and smells... Different. But she seems to enjoy it quite a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>23-07-2006, 12:54:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached across the table and took her hand in his. He said nothing, just holding her hand gently in his, gliding his thumb over her knuckles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>24-07-2006, 12:47:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>Smiling, she continues to eat, looking up at him from time to time.<br><br>"Aren't you going to eat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>25-07-2006, 03:02:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shook his head slightly. <br><br>"Nah. I'm not hungry."<br><br>He stared at her hand, still softly caressing her knuckles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NikitaFirestar</strong> on <strong>25-07-2006, 21:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>Carinne</strong><br><br>"Oh... Um, alright.." She smiles lightly, going back to eating as she watches him, then looks about. It was odd to have someone staring at her as she ate, but she tried to ignore it.<br><br>"My dress should be ready soon..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Landing Pad</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seereous</strong> on <strong>26-07-2006, 20:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded a bit, a smile hinting at the corners of his lips. <br><br>"I know. I can't wait to see you in it."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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