Post by Robin Silverbird on Jul 26, 2011 4:07:09 GMT -5
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Cambion walking from the casino onto the streets in his normal black and white suit, fedora resting on his head as he whistles softly to no one in particular. More of him just entertaining himself as he slips into the crowd. One hand retrieving a silver cigar case from his jacket pocket. Popping it open, he plucks a lone cigar from the case and sets-c-
Cambion sets it between his lips. Then his hand slid his cigar cutters out and clipped the tip off so he could evenly light it. Then as he sets the cutters back, walking slowly among the crowd, he calls the darkside to him to light the end of the cigar, concentrating on the dark immolation of hatred and anger radiating from him to coallesce on the -c-
Cambion end of the cigar, lighting it evenly at the end for a better burn. His lips then tighten to draw the smoke into his mouth. Theer he tasted the smoke and blew it out slowly through the corner of his lips.
Ɍȯʙɨɳ was out for a late night stroll, her pet bird resting on a leather clad shoulder. Her eyes were strikingly green tonight, more so than theiir usuall green and broown mix, which would indicate that she was in quite a fun and playful mood. Toosssing a stray piece of her dark hair froom her face, she paused to lean against a railing, her gaze >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ washing over as much of the levels below her she could see. The city never slept, did it? Even at this late hour speeders raced about and people moved from shop, to cantina, to casino... she rolled her eyes. She wwanted real fun tonight, not some cheap thrill. That was when she decided to comm her only, welll, she guessed they were friends. >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ ~vc~ "Fahri, dear, are you aawake?" Her voice was a low, playful purr, almost unhearable to those near her. She noticed a man smoking a cigar, he was a dark sider, she felt the force he used to light it. She set off an aura of unease to see if he'd react as she decided to move a bit closer.
Fᴀнʀɪ wasn't far away, ironically, when she heard her comm buzz. She took it out, hearing her former employer's voice. She smirked. Oh yeah, this was most definitely her booty call voice. "Evening, ma'am. What can I do for you?" Fahri held the comm near her ear.
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Ɍȯʙɨɳ snickered a bit, "Meet me at the...sweets shop, near the railing?" She crooned, "Its cold out and I want some company." She teased her, yes, this might infact be a booty calll. Who knew?
Cambion as soon as he felt the aura of unease and lifted his eyes up to see the woman with the bird approaching him. So she was a darksider as well then? He responded with one of his own, the Dark Jedi version of the same power, a more potent version. As he did this he took the cigar from his lips and blew out a steady stream of smoke and paused to -c-
Cambion her finish closing the gap between them. Then the cigar is replaced for him to taste the smoke rolling past his lips. His free hand rising and tipping his hat in greeting.
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Fᴀнʀɪ smirked and headed her way. "I'm minutes away. I think I see you, actually. Lucky you caught me in a social mood!" She switched off the comm, pocketed it, and headed over to the shop she was talking about.
Drexel_Sair Hello Prime)
Fᴀнʀɪ : Ugh, our make out session is gonna have to wait, Robin. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I need sleeeeep...XD))
Ɍȯʙɨɳ : fuuuuu fine, see you tomorrow]]
°Lyne° : holy rusted metal batman, it is 2:30))
°Lyne° : Damn you Jean Reno, distracting me from the time))
Drexel_Sair be on tomarow Fahri?)
Fᴀнʀɪ : I most certianly will be on tomorrow.))
Fᴀнʀɪ : Jean Reno ftw.))
Fᴀнʀɪ : Ni ni guys! <3))
°Lyne° : night))
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Ɍȯʙɨɳ : me felt his own aand shivered a little bit. She sauntered sllowly, the heals of her nearly eight inch boots making the announcement she was drawing closer to him. Once directly next too him she glanced over at him, taking him im before speaking. "Evenin'." She winked at him and pulled out a much more slender cigar from the inside of her trench >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ coat, "Got a light?"
Ɍȯʙɨɳ felt his own aand shivered a little bit. She sauntered sllowly, the heals of her nearly eight inch boots making the announcement she was drawing closer to him. Once directly next too him she glanced over at him, taking him im before speaking. "Evenin'." She winked at him and pulled out a much more slender cigar from the inside of her trench >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ coat, "Got a light?"
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Cambion his right hand slid into his pocket and withdrew a zippo, sbe was force sensitive so if she wanted to light the cigar with the force, she could easily do it herself. No this had to be her asking for an actual lighter. "Of course." His eyes gave her a quick once over while he snapped the zippo open and holding the small flame up to her.
Ɍȯʙɨɳ could have easily lit her own, but how else was she to break the ice? She grinned a bit as she held it to the flame, careful to get an even burn going before taking it between her lips...standing up straight. She was talll and skinny looking in those boots and the skin tight body suit below her trench. "I'm Robin, and you are?" She asked>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ tilting her head to the side, scanning him over in interest.
Cambion Once she her cigar was lit, his thumb came up and snapped the zippo closed and it was returned to his pocket. His frame was average in build, but he was in better shape than most. Blowing the smoke from his mouth up over them he listened to her question then looked down into her eyes. "You can call me Cambion."
°Lyne° : *Smoking? What the hell was that shit about? He wasnt following this guy because he wanted to watch him smoke with some woman, he wanted to know his secrets.... he remembered the guy from the meeting with the Hutt... he was a force user, and if his presence was any indicator, he was a farking good one. Lyne needed to know where he stood though, as>
°Lyne° : *far as what side of the force he was on, it was clear he was no Jedi, but if he was a Sith, that was even worse. He needed someone to learn from...even if he only learned by watching in the shadows. He sighed as silently as he could and adjusted his crouch as he continued to watch the excahnge. Hopefully one of the would ash on the other and a>
°Lyne° : *fight would break out*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ found a perch against a neaar by raiiling, a free hand moving to gently reach up, pettting the dark reed bird on her shoulder. "'Cambion, nice to meet you...this is Irys." She motioned to her bird who eyed him, as if it was just waiting for the command to kill him. Her eyes drifted to the one clearly watching them, but said nothing about it.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She looked up at the skky, "Its rather cool out for this time of year."
°Lyne° : i just watched a french action movie that took place in japan... and it was...good. I dont know how to feel right now))
Cambion A nod was given to her words as he took the cigar from his lips to blow smoke off to the side. He suspected he was being followed but that was only partially because he expected it. With his line of work, it was rather common. Though it wasn't obvious, he had his saber tucked into a holster under his jacket.
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°Lyne° : *Did... that lady just look right at him? Oh yeah she definitly did... he was about to get farkled... the lady was a force user too, her presence was barely there... just like his. He should probobly learn to keep his under wraps too. Then maybe he wouldnt get spotted so easy...well they hadnt done anything so what the hell? Why not keep watching?>
°Lyne° : *In the mean time, he got a little more comfortable and starting toying with the idea of supressing his presence in the force. Might not be so hard*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ was ussed to beiing looked at, she tended to stand outt when she wore her boots. But this had nothing to doo witth that, and it made heer very curiious as too what hee thought he waas going to see. She glanced back to Cambion, exhailing some smoke from her lips before mumbling. "Do you know that kid over there?" She subtly canted her head as >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ if to point at him.
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Cambion following her gaze with his eyes, he peeked over to Lyne hiding in the shadows but he kept his eyes looking as if missing the kid before turning back to her and shrugging as if not getting what she pointed at. His voice was a bit lower when he responded though. "Yeah, not sure if I trust him yet though."
βσŧσ : I am baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack)
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°Lyne° : *Oh yeah... definitly been spotted... the lady just gave him the old head nod and the guy was looking in his general Area.... he would likely recognize him from the Cantina, they were both employed by the same guy he suppoed. That was either going to work in his favor or very much against him if they decided to cut him into tiny cauterized Lyne>
βσŧσ : ty)
°Lyne° : *flavored cutlets. He should just walk over there and lay it all out... but that might get him killed faster... what to do. For now? He just stayed where he was, he was far enough away to run*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ made no move to kill him, "That's creepy, I think he's...well, I'm not sure, maybe an admirer?" She mused in jest, rolling her eyes a little, her voice as low as his. She wasn't feeling as aggressive as she had been the night before at the temple. She was making a name for herself...
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Cambion didn't answer to that right away as he took a long drag from the cigar before blowing the smoke off to his side in smoke rings, one after another, making smaller circles until it resemebled a dart board and then exhaled a stream of smoke at the center. "Or he's doing a job. I didn't see his partner though." He then looked back to her eyes.
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°Lyne° : *He took a deep breath and watched them... they were definitly on to him, no point in sitting in the dark if that was the case... but just to be safe he made sure his blasters were clear in the holster. They wouldnt do him much good probobly, but it still made him feel better. Then he stood up and stepped out of his shady hiding spot, walking>
°Lyne° : *toward them a bit... Cambion he trusted enough not to shoot first, but the woman, he didnt know what her deal was at all so he didnt get too close, though he did wave a bit* Nice night out *He said...and then instantly regretted it. Lyne was a mechanic, he even rebuilt the blasters he carried, this whole shady cool guy thing was not in his baser>
°Lyne° : *programming and it showed. He cleared his throat* So... yeah... the night... and all. *Smooth*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ shook her head and rolled her eyes a little at the boy as he spoke...smooth, right. "I find it chilly." She said to him bluntly, blowing smoke from her lips before deciding to put her cigarr out. She snuffed it and threw the very little left over the eedge of the railing...it likely hit some poor person bellow on the head. That made her>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ chuckle mentally.
Cambion Held his cigar with his right hand, gently tapping it and letting the ash, which was almost the full length of the cigar fall to the duracrete. Bringing his arm across his chest, he flicked the cigar off to the side, bouncing it off of Robins' and banking it off some ones' head and into an open cup they were carrying. The person was too busy-c-
Cambion to notice the subtle splash it made. It was a simple display of his timing and percsion. "Hello Lyne, about time you left the shadows." He then looked very to the mans' eyes with his steely gaze. It would be like staring into the eyes of a shark. They seemed empty and voide of emotion but filled with predatory instinct.
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°Lyne° : *Lyne was not a predator... but he was fearless... he didnt even blink when his steel colored eyes met that steely gaze, he just smiled back at him and shook his head* Yes well... i hadnt supposed i could sucessully follow you unnoticed. Sorry *He said, scratching at his head. If he could follow him then he probobly wasnt the man he was after in>
°Lyne° : *the first place.* I actually had been meaning to speak with you, but... since you are busy with your friend we can do that another time *He said, still smiling at the man and then turning to the woman* Im very sorry for interrupting your date...excuse me *He said, bowing his head to her a bit before he turned to walk away, genuinly upset with>
°Lyne° : *himself for disrupting thier night. Incidentally, his fearlessness was based on a shocking naiveity to danger, but a rose was a rose... no matter what it grew in*
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°Lyne° : C-C-C-Combo Breaker?))
Ɍȯʙɨɳ had to hold backk a laugh as the nervous one callled their random meeting and little...well, if you could call this a chat, a date? she rolled her eyes for the thousandth time that night before muttering. "Don't sweat iit, kido, I'm finished wiith my smoke." She looked at Cambion and gave him a last look over with her eyes, "I'll be on my way.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ I'll be sure to come to you should I need another light." She turned to walk awaay, saber swinging at her hip.
βσŧσ old words from the old woman run through his head and he winced a little, she had been a strange old coot, but she had helped save his life and had been part of the reason Paul had convinced his manager to try and get them a gig on this planet... to get them any work he could here. He shook the voice out of his head as he moved up the path, >
βσŧσ towards the casino where he was staying. He had gone towards where he was supposed to, but he wasn't sure it was a place where one could just walk into, he'd figure it all out later, right now he wanted a smoke, a drink and to find himself a pretty lass to spend some time with. He was certain he was going to get himself in trouble sooner or >
βσŧσ later, but for now he'd have a ball.
Cambion as she turned around he dropped his aura of unease and called the immolating darkside energy around him to lash out at her, attempting an apprentice affect senses mind at her to give her the feeling of some one swatting her rear. "Then you should have my comm channel... his hand dug out a card from his pocket and held it over her shoulder.
°Lyne° : Uh...yeah... *He said as he continued walking away, glancing back at Cambion... did that lady just call him Kido? That was... cool. Cambion though, he had some interesting control of the force...Lyne could almost see it flowing off of him when he used it to...do whatever he was doing to that lady. He was strong, that was for sure and he didnt look>
°Lyne° : *like a sith, not that lyne knew what the hell a sith looked like. Maybe he was going to the guy to teach him new avenues of the force... or maybe there were other options... He eyed the woman once more before he turned a corner and they were out of sight*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ had been waalking away but the feeling of someone swatting her leather clad rear made her jump. She gllanced over her shoulder, a brow arching a little as she offered him a bit of a grin. Any other night...and she'd have haad her blade in his face, but she found him interesting enough. A gloved hand took the number, and she turned back to >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ him. "You'll need mine too, but you'll have to use more than the force if you want it." Her tone returned to a purr.
Cambion A very subtle smirk spread across his face and he walked over to her, looping one arm about her waist, tugging her right up against him. "Then let me show you more of what I can do... just lead the way to your' place. I'll get your' channel in the morning." He said this as a hint to her as to what he intended to 'show' her. Though he would -c-
Cambion have just as easily welcomed that combat. The surge of hatred and bloodlust... the rush of adrenaline. It was comparable to sex but on a mental level it was more intense, because it could very well be your' last. With sex, there was always another time on the horizon.
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Ɍȯʙɨɳ placed her hands on his shoulders for a moment when he pulled her in, a grin spreading across her own face. She nodded to him and spun on her heals, a perfect twirll as she moved to his side, leaning lightly into his side. She liked that look in his eyes, a part of her ddidn't expect tonight to end with out some broken furnature and new scars.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She would silently lead him off through the busy streets.
Cambion walking from the casino onto the streets in his normal black and white suit, fedora resting on his head as he whistles softly to no one in particular. More of him just entertaining himself as he slips into the crowd. One hand retrieving a silver cigar case from his jacket pocket. Popping it open, he plucks a lone cigar from the case and sets-c-
Cambion sets it between his lips. Then his hand slid his cigar cutters out and clipped the tip off so he could evenly light it. Then as he sets the cutters back, walking slowly among the crowd, he calls the darkside to him to light the end of the cigar, concentrating on the dark immolation of hatred and anger radiating from him to coallesce on the -c-
Cambion end of the cigar, lighting it evenly at the end for a better burn. His lips then tighten to draw the smoke into his mouth. Theer he tasted the smoke and blew it out slowly through the corner of his lips.
Ɍȯʙɨɳ was out for a late night stroll, her pet bird resting on a leather clad shoulder. Her eyes were strikingly green tonight, more so than theiir usuall green and broown mix, which would indicate that she was in quite a fun and playful mood. Toosssing a stray piece of her dark hair froom her face, she paused to lean against a railing, her gaze >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ washing over as much of the levels below her she could see. The city never slept, did it? Even at this late hour speeders raced about and people moved from shop, to cantina, to casino... she rolled her eyes. She wwanted real fun tonight, not some cheap thrill. That was when she decided to comm her only, welll, she guessed they were friends. >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ ~vc~ "Fahri, dear, are you aawake?" Her voice was a low, playful purr, almost unhearable to those near her. She noticed a man smoking a cigar, he was a dark sider, she felt the force he used to light it. She set off an aura of unease to see if he'd react as she decided to move a bit closer.
Fᴀнʀɪ wasn't far away, ironically, when she heard her comm buzz. She took it out, hearing her former employer's voice. She smirked. Oh yeah, this was most definitely her booty call voice. "Evening, ma'am. What can I do for you?" Fahri held the comm near her ear.
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Ɍȯʙɨɳ snickered a bit, "Meet me at the...sweets shop, near the railing?" She crooned, "Its cold out and I want some company." She teased her, yes, this might infact be a booty calll. Who knew?
Cambion as soon as he felt the aura of unease and lifted his eyes up to see the woman with the bird approaching him. So she was a darksider as well then? He responded with one of his own, the Dark Jedi version of the same power, a more potent version. As he did this he took the cigar from his lips and blew out a steady stream of smoke and paused to -c-
Cambion her finish closing the gap between them. Then the cigar is replaced for him to taste the smoke rolling past his lips. His free hand rising and tipping his hat in greeting.
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Fᴀнʀɪ smirked and headed her way. "I'm minutes away. I think I see you, actually. Lucky you caught me in a social mood!" She switched off the comm, pocketed it, and headed over to the shop she was talking about.
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Fᴀнʀɪ : Ugh, our make out session is gonna have to wait, Robin. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I need sleeeeep...XD))
Ɍȯʙɨɳ : fuuuuu fine, see you tomorrow]]
°Lyne° : holy rusted metal batman, it is 2:30))
°Lyne° : Damn you Jean Reno, distracting me from the time))
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Fᴀнʀɪ : I most certianly will be on tomorrow.))
Fᴀнʀɪ : Jean Reno ftw.))
Fᴀнʀɪ : Ni ni guys! <3))
°Lyne° : night))
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Ɍȯʙɨɳ : me felt his own aand shivered a little bit. She sauntered sllowly, the heals of her nearly eight inch boots making the announcement she was drawing closer to him. Once directly next too him she glanced over at him, taking him im before speaking. "Evenin'." She winked at him and pulled out a much more slender cigar from the inside of her trench >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ coat, "Got a light?"
Ɍȯʙɨɳ felt his own aand shivered a little bit. She sauntered sllowly, the heals of her nearly eight inch boots making the announcement she was drawing closer to him. Once directly next too him she glanced over at him, taking him im before speaking. "Evenin'." She winked at him and pulled out a much more slender cigar from the inside of her trench >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ coat, "Got a light?"
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Cambion his right hand slid into his pocket and withdrew a zippo, sbe was force sensitive so if she wanted to light the cigar with the force, she could easily do it herself. No this had to be her asking for an actual lighter. "Of course." His eyes gave her a quick once over while he snapped the zippo open and holding the small flame up to her.
Ɍȯʙɨɳ could have easily lit her own, but how else was she to break the ice? She grinned a bit as she held it to the flame, careful to get an even burn going before taking it between her lips...standing up straight. She was talll and skinny looking in those boots and the skin tight body suit below her trench. "I'm Robin, and you are?" She asked>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ tilting her head to the side, scanning him over in interest.
Cambion Once she her cigar was lit, his thumb came up and snapped the zippo closed and it was returned to his pocket. His frame was average in build, but he was in better shape than most. Blowing the smoke from his mouth up over them he listened to her question then looked down into her eyes. "You can call me Cambion."
°Lyne° : *Smoking? What the hell was that shit about? He wasnt following this guy because he wanted to watch him smoke with some woman, he wanted to know his secrets.... he remembered the guy from the meeting with the Hutt... he was a force user, and if his presence was any indicator, he was a farking good one. Lyne needed to know where he stood though, as>
°Lyne° : *far as what side of the force he was on, it was clear he was no Jedi, but if he was a Sith, that was even worse. He needed someone to learn from...even if he only learned by watching in the shadows. He sighed as silently as he could and adjusted his crouch as he continued to watch the excahnge. Hopefully one of the would ash on the other and a>
°Lyne° : *fight would break out*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ found a perch against a neaar by raiiling, a free hand moving to gently reach up, pettting the dark reed bird on her shoulder. "'Cambion, nice to meet you...this is Irys." She motioned to her bird who eyed him, as if it was just waiting for the command to kill him. Her eyes drifted to the one clearly watching them, but said nothing about it.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She looked up at the skky, "Its rather cool out for this time of year."
°Lyne° : i just watched a french action movie that took place in japan... and it was...good. I dont know how to feel right now))
Cambion A nod was given to her words as he took the cigar from his lips to blow smoke off to the side. He suspected he was being followed but that was only partially because he expected it. With his line of work, it was rather common. Though it wasn't obvious, he had his saber tucked into a holster under his jacket.
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°Lyne° : *Did... that lady just look right at him? Oh yeah she definitly did... he was about to get farkled... the lady was a force user too, her presence was barely there... just like his. He should probobly learn to keep his under wraps too. Then maybe he wouldnt get spotted so easy...well they hadnt done anything so what the hell? Why not keep watching?>
°Lyne° : *In the mean time, he got a little more comfortable and starting toying with the idea of supressing his presence in the force. Might not be so hard*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ was ussed to beiing looked at, she tended to stand outt when she wore her boots. But this had nothing to doo witth that, and it made heer very curiious as too what hee thought he waas going to see. She glanced back to Cambion, exhailing some smoke from her lips before mumbling. "Do you know that kid over there?" She subtly canted her head as >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ if to point at him.
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Cambion following her gaze with his eyes, he peeked over to Lyne hiding in the shadows but he kept his eyes looking as if missing the kid before turning back to her and shrugging as if not getting what she pointed at. His voice was a bit lower when he responded though. "Yeah, not sure if I trust him yet though."
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°Lyne° : *Oh yeah... definitly been spotted... the lady just gave him the old head nod and the guy was looking in his general Area.... he would likely recognize him from the Cantina, they were both employed by the same guy he suppoed. That was either going to work in his favor or very much against him if they decided to cut him into tiny cauterized Lyne>
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°Lyne° : *flavored cutlets. He should just walk over there and lay it all out... but that might get him killed faster... what to do. For now? He just stayed where he was, he was far enough away to run*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ made no move to kill him, "That's creepy, I think he's...well, I'm not sure, maybe an admirer?" She mused in jest, rolling her eyes a little, her voice as low as his. She wasn't feeling as aggressive as she had been the night before at the temple. She was making a name for herself...
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Cambion didn't answer to that right away as he took a long drag from the cigar before blowing the smoke off to his side in smoke rings, one after another, making smaller circles until it resemebled a dart board and then exhaled a stream of smoke at the center. "Or he's doing a job. I didn't see his partner though." He then looked back to her eyes.
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°Lyne° : *He took a deep breath and watched them... they were definitly on to him, no point in sitting in the dark if that was the case... but just to be safe he made sure his blasters were clear in the holster. They wouldnt do him much good probobly, but it still made him feel better. Then he stood up and stepped out of his shady hiding spot, walking>
°Lyne° : *toward them a bit... Cambion he trusted enough not to shoot first, but the woman, he didnt know what her deal was at all so he didnt get too close, though he did wave a bit* Nice night out *He said...and then instantly regretted it. Lyne was a mechanic, he even rebuilt the blasters he carried, this whole shady cool guy thing was not in his baser>
°Lyne° : *programming and it showed. He cleared his throat* So... yeah... the night... and all. *Smooth*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ shook her head and rolled her eyes a little at the boy as he spoke...smooth, right. "I find it chilly." She said to him bluntly, blowing smoke from her lips before deciding to put her cigarr out. She snuffed it and threw the very little left over the eedge of the railing...it likely hit some poor person bellow on the head. That made her>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ chuckle mentally.
Cambion Held his cigar with his right hand, gently tapping it and letting the ash, which was almost the full length of the cigar fall to the duracrete. Bringing his arm across his chest, he flicked the cigar off to the side, bouncing it off of Robins' and banking it off some ones' head and into an open cup they were carrying. The person was too busy-c-
Cambion to notice the subtle splash it made. It was a simple display of his timing and percsion. "Hello Lyne, about time you left the shadows." He then looked very to the mans' eyes with his steely gaze. It would be like staring into the eyes of a shark. They seemed empty and voide of emotion but filled with predatory instinct.
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°Lyne° : *Lyne was not a predator... but he was fearless... he didnt even blink when his steel colored eyes met that steely gaze, he just smiled back at him and shook his head* Yes well... i hadnt supposed i could sucessully follow you unnoticed. Sorry *He said, scratching at his head. If he could follow him then he probobly wasnt the man he was after in>
°Lyne° : *the first place.* I actually had been meaning to speak with you, but... since you are busy with your friend we can do that another time *He said, still smiling at the man and then turning to the woman* Im very sorry for interrupting your date...excuse me *He said, bowing his head to her a bit before he turned to walk away, genuinly upset with>
°Lyne° : *himself for disrupting thier night. Incidentally, his fearlessness was based on a shocking naiveity to danger, but a rose was a rose... no matter what it grew in*
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βσŧσ : sorry, I just know that name as an utter spammer/troll)
°Lyne° : C-C-C-Combo Breaker?))
Ɍȯʙɨɳ had to hold backk a laugh as the nervous one callled their random meeting and little...well, if you could call this a chat, a date? she rolled her eyes for the thousandth time that night before muttering. "Don't sweat iit, kido, I'm finished wiith my smoke." She looked at Cambion and gave him a last look over with her eyes, "I'll be on my way.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ I'll be sure to come to you should I need another light." She turned to walk awaay, saber swinging at her hip.
βσŧσ old words from the old woman run through his head and he winced a little, she had been a strange old coot, but she had helped save his life and had been part of the reason Paul had convinced his manager to try and get them a gig on this planet... to get them any work he could here. He shook the voice out of his head as he moved up the path, >
βσŧσ towards the casino where he was staying. He had gone towards where he was supposed to, but he wasn't sure it was a place where one could just walk into, he'd figure it all out later, right now he wanted a smoke, a drink and to find himself a pretty lass to spend some time with. He was certain he was going to get himself in trouble sooner or >
βσŧσ later, but for now he'd have a ball.
Cambion as she turned around he dropped his aura of unease and called the immolating darkside energy around him to lash out at her, attempting an apprentice affect senses mind at her to give her the feeling of some one swatting her rear. "Then you should have my comm channel... his hand dug out a card from his pocket and held it over her shoulder.
°Lyne° : Uh...yeah... *He said as he continued walking away, glancing back at Cambion... did that lady just call him Kido? That was... cool. Cambion though, he had some interesting control of the force...Lyne could almost see it flowing off of him when he used it to...do whatever he was doing to that lady. He was strong, that was for sure and he didnt look>
°Lyne° : *like a sith, not that lyne knew what the hell a sith looked like. Maybe he was going to the guy to teach him new avenues of the force... or maybe there were other options... He eyed the woman once more before he turned a corner and they were out of sight*
Ɍȯʙɨɳ had been waalking away but the feeling of someone swatting her leather clad rear made her jump. She gllanced over her shoulder, a brow arching a little as she offered him a bit of a grin. Any other night...and she'd have haad her blade in his face, but she found him interesting enough. A gloved hand took the number, and she turned back to >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ him. "You'll need mine too, but you'll have to use more than the force if you want it." Her tone returned to a purr.
Cambion A very subtle smirk spread across his face and he walked over to her, looping one arm about her waist, tugging her right up against him. "Then let me show you more of what I can do... just lead the way to your' place. I'll get your' channel in the morning." He said this as a hint to her as to what he intended to 'show' her. Though he would -c-
Cambion have just as easily welcomed that combat. The surge of hatred and bloodlust... the rush of adrenaline. It was comparable to sex but on a mental level it was more intense, because it could very well be your' last. With sex, there was always another time on the horizon.
°Lyne° is away.
Ɍȯʙɨɳ placed her hands on his shoulders for a moment when he pulled her in, a grin spreading across her own face. She nodded to him and spun on her heals, a perfect twirll as she moved to his side, leaning lightly into his side. She liked that look in his eyes, a part of her ddidn't expect tonight to end with out some broken furnature and new scars.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She would silently lead him off through the busy streets.
