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Post by Niklas on Mar 9, 2013 18:53:41 GMT -5
Location: The Celestial Phoenix's Lounge
Halex, the young Hapan Prince, was bored. The boy was trying oh so hard to occupy himself with music, and he'd seem to have run out of gum. A deficiency in gum was detrimental to him. This sucks. Oh wait... I know! Rummaging through his backpack, he removed a data pad. Using the signal from the ship, the boy linked into the Holonet.
Sitting back in his seat in the ship's lounge, Halex was oblivious to all that was around him. With a few swipes of his fingers, he was beginning to view images and videos of a certain subject matter. Of course, the sound was coming in through his headphones. Nobody could hear it, but somebody deft enough to sneak behind him could see it.
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A matter of hours had past, and the boy had dozed off. His datapad was left on accidentally, however.post
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Post by Solaris on Mar 9, 2013 19:49:09 GMT -5
Nasiri Lavii, humming to herself, walked into the ship's lounge in search of snacks; despite being barely over five feet tall and a trim hundred pounds, Nasiri put away at least as much as the much larger Char did. His joke that she ate her body weight daily was only somewhat exaggerated. She spotted the Hapan kid asleep on a couch and smiled to herself, stopping humming and moving as silently as a ghost. Sometimes it was kinda neat being a trained infiltrator.
Nasiri went through the shelves and cupboards of the small kitchen, looking for something that didn't taste like cardboard. She made a face - leave Char alone for a few weeks, and he completely reverts back to his natural feral state. She was surprised to see he hadn't started cave-paintings in the cargo hold. "Don't think you're getting away with this," she silently commed through her implanted comlink to the Phoenix ship-mind, frowning at the tasteless ration bars. "He has the excuse of being male. You don't."[/COLOR][/i]
"Smuggler's compartment on the upper right," Phoenix commed back primly. "Just because you cannot find something readily does not mean my Captain did n-"
"-Ooh." Nasiri grinned in delight when she found the package, hidden in a cleverly-concealed compartment in the wall to the side of the cupboard, accessible only through the cupboard. It was a sort of Tatooinian candy she'd become quite fond of, a sort of sour-spicy on the outside, sweet on the inside hard candy made from native honey and peppers. "I take back two mean things I said about him," she commed to the ship-mind, "Now shut up."
Nasiri snatched up the package with a happy giggle, then bashfully covered her mouth and shot a glance over her shoulder at the kid. He was still asleep. Well, she could fix that. Nasiri bounced over into the couch beside Halex, candies in hand as she vaulted over the back of it to land right beside him. "So, what're we watching?"
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Post by Niklas on Mar 9, 2013 20:53:53 GMT -5
Halex was drifting off into a dream that he seemed to enjoy. A dream of questionable matters, that a young boy of his age would think of. But something cut that dream short: loud noise and movement. As he felt someone sit next to him and speak, his eyes shot open, and he froze in fear. Halex was paralyzed. As he shyly put the pornography-filled data pad back in his backpack, he blushed. Turning to the woman, he stammered,"N-nothing, m-m-miss. I-I well... Er... Nothing."
Still frozen, the blush didn't leave his face. Especially when he saw the woman next to him. Halex sort of choked, and then gulped in his embarassment. I've been caught. She's going to make fun of me... She'll tell everyone else... Mother will find out... Oh dear, If mother finds out... I'm dead.. She was so beautiful. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Shy and cautiously, he started:
"um... Well... miss. I'm Halex... Prince of Hapes. My mother is th-the Queen. And *erm* you might be?"
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Post by Nevermore on Mar 9, 2013 21:20:55 GMT -5
Constance heaved a solemn sigh as she meandered through the ship's corridors. There was no training today, and the teenager was forced to find other ways to keep herself occupied. She had taken to training with her lightscythe, but she had been at it for hours. It was time for a break, and hopefully some food that didn't taste stale.
Entering the lounge Constance noted there were two others; Nasiri, the one Char seemed keen on keeping her away from, and a boy she hadn't met before.
He's taking on a lot of passengers, Constance thought to herself. First Katherine, now someone she hadn't met yet. Yawning disinterestedly, the girl made her way over to the cupboards and opened them. Generic, generic, generic, stale generic, generic. It seemed it was the same thing as always.
I need to go shopping when we land again, Constance thought in annoyance to herself.
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Post by Solaris on Mar 9, 2013 22:04:02 GMT -5
"Mm-hm," Nasiri nodded, her too-bright sky blue eyes sparkling mischievously, knowing precisely what sort of effect her proximity was having on the boy. "I'm Nasiri Lavii. If you're so scared about mommy catching you, maybe you shouldn't be telling people you're her little boy, hm?"
The petite redheaded half-Zeltron was in an impish mood, and judging by the bouquet of embarrassment and arousal she detected from the kid she knew exactly what he had been looking at. "Didn't look like 'nothing' to me, hon. Gimme." She deftly plucked it from his hand and tapped the screen, calling the video back up. Nasiri arched an eyebrow at him theatrically, teasing the poor kid, then waved the datapad at the skinny blonde.
"Hey Connie," she called out to Char's new apprentice, the one he'd mentioned was too uptight and too tightly wound. Nasiri had to agree, just from the flash of emotion she caught off the girl. "One of these girls, she kinda looks like you. Think someone's got a crush."
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Post by Niklas on Mar 9, 2013 23:36:13 GMT -5
Halex wished he was dead. Oh god. its not like this can't get any worse. It's not lie she's going to~ aww, come on. He felt the redness in his face grow even more as she showed it to the blonde. Halex looed at Nasiri with pleading eyes. "Come on, Miss Lavii. Give it a rest." Wait... I know that name! He countered her teasing with this: "Well, Miss Lavii, your music is at least twice as bad as what I was watching." The boy knew he may have aggravated her, but she didn't have to embarass him like that.
By now, Halex had a good look at Nasiri, and the blonde. His face had bightene in its shade of red. His arousal hadn't dissipated. No, in fact, it had become more physically evident. Halex crossed his legs. He didn't know whether to prepare himself for a slap, or to run. He sat, one leg over the other. Looking to the red-headed beauty beside him, he sighed apologeticlly. "I'm sorry, Miss Lavii. That was uncalled for." Looking over to the blonde girl, he continued with his apology. "And to you, Miss, I didn't mean to cause you any embarrassment.ooking to the fllor, he flt his shame envelope him.
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Post by Solaris on Mar 10, 2013 14:58:03 GMT -5
Nasiri giggled, waving off the apology. She was a little disappointed at how quickly he'd folded; boys who didn't play weren't very much fun. "Are you kidding? I know what my pop career was like. I was there, after all." She tousled his hair and handed the datapad back to him, discreetly ignoring his predicament - despite her Zeltron empathy making it rather difficult for her, as well. She was starting to get just as embarrassed and flustered as he was, and that just took all the fun out of it.
"Call me Nasiri, sweetie," she said as she stood up and walked over to sit down in the couch opposite his, reclining back and crossing her legs. She quirked a smile, thinking it was probably a good thing she'd worn jeans instead of a skirt. The poor kid might have spring a nosebleed otherwise.
Nasiri gestured towards the blonde. "That's Connie. She's Char's apprentice. He told me not to talk to her 'cause he wants me to take an interest in getting her outta her shell." Nasiri looked at Constance and gestured towards the boy. "This's Halex, a runaway Char took pity on in Bespin. You might've met his mother in the Academy - Jaina Dai. You'd be a good influence on him - thus far most of the women he's been around have been, well, Hapans."
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Post by Nevermore on Mar 10, 2013 19:09:24 GMT -5
Constance heard her name mentioned several times, and had ignored the prod at looking like one of the women in whatever horrible video the horndog now named Halex had been viewing. Still facing away from the duo she rolled her eyes, pulling a packet of crackers from the cupboards. Tearing the plastic open the girl removed a cracker, taking a chunk out of it.
"Nice to meet you," Constance said, throwing Halex a sidelong glance.
"Hello to you too, Nasiri," Constance said dismissively. She hadn't intended to come off as so abrasive, it was simply difficult for the girl to mask her flustered condition right now. Exhuming an extensive sigh she approached a nearby chair and flopped down in it, pulling out a book that she had carried in with her. She flipped the book open with her free hand, resuming where she had left off early in the morning.
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Post by Niklas on Mar 10, 2013 23:09:42 GMT -5
Constance's glance came off to Haled as cold. The young lad didn't realize that the blush remained on his face, nor the magnitude of Constance's embarrassment. Halex, awkwardly returned that datapad to his backpack. Now he was stuck in a room with two women. Well kriff... I certainly made a lasting impression. Wait... did I really just think that? How crude. Well, they are my thoughts... Gosh, I hope they don't hate me. The only two girls I might actually have a chance with, and I may have actually failed., he thought shyly, as if someone was reading his mind. His worried embarrassed expression remained the same.
Looking to Constance as she sat, he tried to speak. It wasn't working. His vocal chords felt frozen. He politely tried to clear his throat, as if there was something wrong with it. Finally he was able to shyly stammer, "I'm... *Erm* i-im rather s-sorry for the... uh... well... previous pre-p... predicament. I'd l-like to ap-apolog-gize for any embarrassment you've b-been caused. Perhaps, well, y-you might consider forgiveness, and m-maybe I could make it up to you?" He smiled awkwardly. Halex's face felt oddly warm. Touching his hand to his face, red came off onto his hand. A nosebleed. How kriffing fitting.
Turning to Nasiri, he said with a bit of challenge in his voice,"As for you, Nasiri, assuming formality has gone away, I can do far worse. If it's a game a of tomfoolery and taunt you wish for, so be it. His devilish smile appeared for a moment, as he wiped some of the blood from his face with his hand. He heard a mental snap, from the etiquette practically coded into his personality.
He turned to Constance once more. "And yes, Miss, I am delighted to meet you as well.post
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Post by Solaris on Mar 11, 2013 18:31:26 GMT -5
"'Tomfoolery?'" Nasiri echoed incredulously, then noticed the blood coming from his nose. "Ugh - Halex, you're bleeding!" Char could've fixed it right then and there, but she needed more traditional methods. Nasiri got up and hurried over to the kitchen, yanking paper towels off the rod before running them under the tap.
"Here," she said shortly as she yanked his head back and shoved the moist wad over his nose. "Pinch the bridge and put pressure right here." She stuck her finger up under his upper lip, pushing up against the septum. "Connie, be a dear and get some hydrogen peroxide," she said as she wiped her hand off on her pants, eyeing the drops of blood on the couch's leathery surface. "Char won't be happy if the upholstery gets stained."
"My Captain is not nearly so obsessive about neatness as you are," Phoenix interjected, her holographic avatar appearing by the doorway, just below the room's microphone. She eyed Nasiri distastefully. "That method will lead to him drowning in his blood."
"Let's keep this a conversation for the people with actual physical bodies, m'kay?" Nasiri said with poisoned sweetness, then checked herself. Damn, it was hard to be nice to something so . . . blank. "Spontaneous leaks like that don't generally have enough bloodflow to make someone cough, much less drown," Nasiri said to the AI, holding Halex's head back just in case he decided to take the computer's advice. She was surprisingly strong for her size. "Pinching it off like that stops the bleeding, and holding the head back means less . . . mess."
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