Always Reuniting with Family

[Owain]

He frowned at Felicity. Silly space wizard, she couldn't mind trick him! Actually, best to vanish before she tried that actually...but best not get too far. WIth a shrug, he followed Glyph, leaving the girl to talk to her uncle. Best not to intrude on family matters. "Hey, Glyph!" he called in greeting, dropping onto the bench next to him. "Rough day huh?" he stated conversationally, watching the people in the street pass them by. "You made good time tracking us down. How did you do it anyway?" the youth asked, glancing at his...rival? As good a word as any.

[member="Glyph"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Zander Greyson"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Owain"]

"Tracking device in the landing gear, i tossed it in there before he was too high... then it was as simple as hacking into docking records on Naboo and then on Coruscant, then from there retracing your footsteps over the last few days with cameras... if its one thing i can do right its work on droids and hack into a computer... look man, go stand by Felicity, what ever is going on she wanted you to stay by her side, so go do so..."

 

[Bolt]

Zander stared for a moment, than burst into a deep robust laugh, "I agree. But still, let's work on your standards some time eh?" His grin didnt fade, for she was obviously friendly to those around.

Casting his eyes to the new comer he smiled, "So you were the other eyes I felt. Thank you for the invitation, I don't require it but maybe I will take you up on the offer sometime." Zander offered a wink. Obviously he wasn't the only one present with real money. Eyeing her for a moment his grin broadened: he liked to show his best features around beautiful women. Most seemed to like the fangs with dimples thing.

Turning to Glyph he called, "Stay put. I would like to offer you a job."

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

The blonde opened her mouth to argue, but quickly closed it again. Standards? As if he had any room to judge. Here he was flirting with some random woman in a shady hotel!
She gave Owain a perfectly filthy look. How dare he disobey her when she told him to stay? What was he trying to talk to Glyph about anyway?

"Ugh. I'm getting bored here."

 

[Owain]

"Tracking device? Huh, can't argue with the classics," the youth laughed with a nod. Glyph's next words made him sigh and shake his head. "Oh for goodness sakes...You're her boyfriend. You should be indignant. Not all...door mat-y," Owain argued, waving his hand at the other man to emphasise his point. "You want something, fight for it. This wishy washy attitude just loses everything!" He had been taught as much back at the Academy. If you wanted something, you damn well fought for it or you lost it. Such was the SIth way. "Have you ever even been in a fight before?" the raven haired youth suddenly asked, stnading up from the bench and dusting himself off. Personally, he had nothing against Glyph...alright that was a lie. From what little he knew of the...young man, he seemed safe and secure. Boring, in other words. No wonder Felicity had jumped at the offer he had presented her.

THIS guy was to be her knight in shining armour? As if! "Come on, let's settle this properly," he offered, adopting a boxing stance and grinning. "I stole away the woman you love, you just going to take that?"

Then Zander and Felicity spoke up. Owain rolled his eyes. "Just give us a minute here! ANd hey, this should prove entertaining Songbird! New life experience for you! Gambling! Take a bet on who you think will win! Mr Zander, care to weigh in your opinion?"

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[member="Zander Greyson"]

Alexis turned, "you're welcome to come find me anytime" She nodded and then disappeared into another shop. Her shopping was going well and it was quite the day perhaps a new outfit as well.

She picked up the silk and loved how it ran through her fingers soft, caressing yes this was gorgeous. She looked over at the attendent, "I'd like to see this in pink please" Alexis entered the changing room and within moments she was walking out the dress was stunning but it clashed currently with the new necklace but it fit perfectly, "I'll take it" She looked over, "And I'll wear it" she liked the fit that much.

they placed her street clothes into a bag, Alexis exited and headed off to find something else to entertain her thoughts.

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Owain"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Zander Greyson"]

"I really suggest you not cause this Owain, i don't want to fight..." He blinked, though he did stand with eyes sullen still and his movements passive. She looked at the girl that he had followed to Coruscant to what he thought was to get her away from a kidnapper... but had she been the one in the end that had planned the whole thing. "Im not fighting you without her ok, she is not something to bet and fight over like a prize to win, is that understood?" He waited, for Owain to acknowledge his words and for Fel to respond, not choosing to fight until they both had spoken.

 

[Bolt]

"200 on [member="Glyph"]," Zander offered, his grin never fading, "Dont ask. I always bet on the little guy. You would be surprised how often they win." Turning around he paused mid stride then said, "Be right back. Oh and Felicity? Less loud on your opinions!" He said, the bond he had held with his niece since she was a child shone through for a moment, letting him get the jist of how she felt about his actions.

Chuckling as he picked up the pace, he followed [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] as she left. When she went inside a building and purchased a new outfit he grinned: she looked even better in new clothes. Vanishing from sight as she came out, he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, using that to help focus his Force Cloak. Stepping inside then letting himself became visible with a long exhale, he threw a credit card down, "Refund her money, send it back, and pay for everything with this. By everything, I mean a few of your most beautiful gowns and dresses, send those to the address, here." He said giving the address to the suite she offered to share with his previous group.

"Dont tell her whom it was." Zander said after a long pause, then continued out the door and back to his previous spot near Felicity.

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Owain"]

 

[Felicity Mason]

Oh. Glorious. Now she had a fight to deal with. She wanted to giggle and say something like 'oh you silly boys! Don't fight over little ol' me.' Maybe flutter her eyelashes too for effect. But no. She was too irritated. Her uncle bet on glyph? Fine.

"200 on Owain," she decided, "win this, Owain. If you don't, I'm using my space wizard magic on you. "

 

[Cambry Owens]

Location | Coruscant, inside the Lassie's cockpit, about 100 metres away from this fun time.​

Objective | If he had to listen to much more of this, he might just forget.​

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"So, the mousy brown haired one, he's..."
"The snobby girl's bodyguard? That is what the records indicate."
Cambry took another bite of the grey weave in his hand, and immediately scrunched his nose at the bland taste. He choked a little as it went down.
"Okay, okay. So. Like." He pauses, and then shakes his head despairingly. "Dude, this is...I have no idea what's going on here. The Princess skipped planet?" He sighed. "I'm not sure I care. At least the dark-haired...dashing...one...doesn't act like a /total/ scrub. But the big one is a bit of a dork." He observed with a small nod.
Through the console, targeted sound amplifiers fed parts of the conversation back to the Spacer and his Droid companion in their ship. Neither was particularly busy or driven; Cambry, for his part, was lounging in the pilot's chair. Verne, an Astromech droid, sat just off to the side, his top dome slowly swiveling.
"Perhaps we should record some. Sell it as a god-awful holo-vid; Lord knows it'd do well." Verne said in his clipped, dry tone.​

Their ship, the Lassie, was parked discretely among a few others, keeping it non-obvious and not really standing out to any observer. Cambry himself was in more neutral, plainclothes-like garb than he normally wore, and helmet-less.
Cambry snorted down a chuckle, before turning in his chair towards the droid, generously. "Want some greyweave? Here. Have some greyweave."​

He tossed a piece of the foam-like substance at the droid. As one might expect, the droid did not eat it. The food just sat there atop it's dome, partially obscuring one of it's lenses.​

"You are a child." Verne whirred briefly, using an external arm to wipe himself down, before getting back to buisness. "The ah, small one. Coruscant security has identified him as Glyph." There was a soft hum as Verne turned to peer at him from his largest lens. "Do you intend to sit here all day, throwing food at me, sir?"​

Cambry winced as he swallowed another bite of grey weave. "Just waitin'. Rude of you not to accept the food, by the way." He pointed at Verne, looking somewhat hurt.​

Verne sat silent, whirring briefly. He said nothing, but the frustration was almost visible in the air above him.​

Cambry chose to switch topics, gesturing out the front viewscreen. "Look, they're gonna fight."​

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[member="Felicity Mason"] // [member="Zander Greyson"] // [member="Glyph"] // [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] // [member="Owain"]​

 

[Owain]

Owain grinned and shook his head. "No Glyph. This isn't about her. This is about you. If you have any pride as a man, you will stirke me down and reclaim your honor. I bewitched and stole away that which you treasured. I humiliated you boy. And even now, you're being sullen and folding at the slightewst pressure. How can you protect her from herself if you never stnad up for yourself?" the boy taunted the other. "I bet that's why her mother approves of you - you haven't got the guts to take the first step in anything!" he added, trying to goad Glyph into attacking. But he didn't seem to be tkaing the bait, so Owain jabbed his right fist out at his shoulder. A light attack to kick his survival instincts into gear.

He then heard Felicity's threat. "What?! Gimme a break. This is your boyfriend and you're encouraging me?!" he started, glancing accusingly at the blonde. "Not that's it not appreciated..." the raven-haired youth admitted. If Glyph would stnad up for himself more...well, he was sure Felicity would give him another chance. Besides, the boy would probably show more restraint. Boring, but safe. But if they could add just a dash of rakish charm...ah, he would be quite the beau for Songbird.

And that would certainly remove the girl as a distraction from his thoughts. He had found himself thinking of her more often lately, and that made him nervous. The girl was beautiful, smart, a tad arrogant but learning humility. And a Princess. Urgh. Why did he always fall for the ones with a ton of complications?

[member="Glyph"] [member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Felicity Mason"]

 

[Edric Vanyan]

[member="Owain"] [member="Cambry Owens"] [member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Zander Greyson"]

He smiled and moved out of the way of the punch, his entire demeanor changing in an instant as he grinned wider. "Now now, dont be so hasty.." He smiled and send a quick jab towards the man's face, speeding up the punch with the force. Sure the man would probably see it as a cheap way to fighter, but hell he knew he could and would do it. The change was a mix of proving himself, but that was not the only reason. He loved a fight, he craved fighting, it felt so exciting to possibly be injured and he was more than happy to engage in a fight... that did not mean he didn't know restraint though, and even now he would deny on his life that he was fighting for Felicity like she was some prize.

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

Alexis enjoyed her day it had been quite some time that she had been able to be so casual. The tips of her fingers still caressed the hem of her dress she would have to make sure to get one in black. Black the ultimate color to hide in, and it would accent her new jewelry quite well. Alexis breathed in deep holding it gently she felt all the stiffness leave her muscles. Shopping was a work out no matter what people thought.

Alexis found a wonderful little cafe that sold finger foods, a bottle of veronian wine, and cheese. Planning on a long hot bath in a dimly lit room enjoying herself she headed towards her suite, the droid at the desk blinked at her as she passed she did not check for messages no one really knew where she was. She passed her key over the lock and then stopped where she stood. There were boxes in her room, "Oh this must be a mistake delivery to a wrong room" Alexis moved over to the boxes again she laughed strange they bore the name of the shop she had gotten her dress in.

Alexis placed a call to the shop and after moments of arguing the clerk told her there was no mistakes the dresses were hers. Alexis couldn't believe it, and who would do this. Curiosity however did finally get the better of her, she began to open the boxes carefully peeking into each wondering what treasure was hidden, "OHHHH" she gasped pulling the black from the box, she rushed over to the mirrors holding it against her it was stunning. 'Oh my goodness" Who would do this for her, who..she laid the dress down treating it as precious, she fingered the edge of another box oh this was better than Life Day.

Biting her lip in anticipation she lifted the lid, now this was not something she had expected "ooooohhhh" she cooed at it sliding it from the box this one had to be tried on, she laid it down and then slid out of the pink, to slid into this one looking into the mirror, "this is as close to looking like queen I will ever get, damn" She smoothed her hands down over her hips, "oh my..."

did she really want the bath now, or was she ready to do something else besides admire herself in the mirror. A place for dinner she could have her snacks tomorrow, the concierge was a huge help locating a very upscale restaurant. Alexis pampered herself for the next hour to be able to wear the dress and do it justice. When she appeared in the lobby she could see a few stop and look. She smiled, and headed for her transport.

[member="Zander Greyson"]

 

[Bolt]

Zander felt an odd tingle at the peripheral of his mental presence. Casting his eyes over his shoulder for a moment, a small amount of confusion could be noted along his look. For a long second he concentrated, his focus seeming on open air, then he grinned. Alexis had recieved his gifts.

"I will be back later dear." Zander murmured, kissed his nieces cheek, then placed a 200 credit chip into the little woman's hand, "I trust you. If I lose keep it." Then he turned and stepped towards the direction of his transport. Vanishing from sight, alongside holding his breath, Zander moved away from the group. It took a moment, but he arrived, swapped his armor, and in its place straightened the sleeves of a wonderful cut tuxedo made from the finest Val'hallan silk. Its elegant appearance only heightened his own dapper, and finesse. Who could complain.

It took a few moments, and he found himself outside the front door of the large building that housed the woman's suite. Soon enough she was stepping outside, seemingly heading for a transport nearby. Whistling like a train, between his teeth and lips, Zander gestured to his own ride, then called, "Need a ride? I'm looking for an immensely beautiful date for a while."

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Owain"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Cambry Owens]

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"Some of these guys are force users?"
Cambry furrowed a brow as he looked up from his datapad messages; he'd only faced a few of those in the past.
"According to records. Though I cannot discern exactly the nature of their training."
The spacer looked thoughtful for a moment, before reaching around, taking hold of a rough leather pack, and working to hook it onto his belt harness. ​

"Looks like those breakers might come in handy. What do you think; should I just...go ask him to come with?"
The droid swiveled for a moment, silent, before replying.​

"Why not let the large one finish up first?"​

Cambry noted that with a small, agreeable nod. "Fair enough." ​

The return of the other man caught his attention, especially considering it was as flashy as it was. As an entirely uncultured individual, Cambry rolled his eyes at the getup and behavior, and gave a disappointed sigh. "Okay, okay. I was wrong about the Crow." Verne replied in something of a satisfied tone. "It is the difference between class and pretention."
Cambry gave him a wry look. "You'd know."
Verne chose not to respond, instead processing the information outside the window, and then chirping briefly in a sound similar to clearing a throat. "I would wonder if the girl would not object to our removal of the young one. She did seem rather..." He chose a tactful word. "...Displeased with his invasive attention." The droid's dome swiveled to look at Cambry, who raised an eyebrow at the action. "Perhaps she will knock him senseless for you. If you ask nicely."
The man scoffed, looking oh-so very self-sufficient. He played with the mask in his hands, tweaking one of it's vibrantly red lenses.
"I'll let the wee princess do whatever she pleases. All the better if it gets me paid."​

Verne replied with a very sarcastic;
"How noble."
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[member="Zander Greyson"] // [member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] // [member="Glyph"] // [member="Owain"] // [member="Felicity Mason"]​

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[member="Zander Greyson"]

The whistle caught her attention as well as everyone else exiting the hotel at that very moment but when his eyes met her she knew he was speaking to her, slowly she turned making use of every curve that her figure offered she moved towards him. She smiled warmly at him taking in the details of his outfit, "I could use a ride if.you're going my way" She moved closer with each step she recognized him from the little group that was discussing kidnappings, lovers, champions, and of course family.

She looked around, "I don't see any of your companions, will they be joining us?" She now stood before him close enough to know he wore his tuxedo very well. She was still surprised to see him standing here, as if..oh...had he. She smoothed her dress again it was a sensual accessory right now how it fit, and the mystery right now behind how she got it, someone must have known she had been in that shop today, other customers perhaps, but the one standing before her offering a ride he had shown wonderful manners. Plus she had told him to come find her anytime.

It had not taken him long to do so. Perhaps she had made an impression upon him then.

 

[Felicity Mason]

Uncle Z disappeared again. Why? To woo some random woman. And she honestly didn't care. Felicity would take this opportunity now that she had it.

"Owain, forget the fight. He's gone. We can leave now!"

She turned on her heel, tossed her bag over her shoulder and paused. In her hands, she still had the two hundred credits her uncle gave her. If she kept it, it would basically be stealing from family. How... uncivilized. She made a face, but put it in her pocket. When she chose to come home, she'd have to give it back.

 

[Bolt]

Zander smiled, sliding hands into his pockets, leaning back as she approached. Glowing eyes traveled the length of her form, enjoying the sight. When they returned, just as slowly, to her face he nodded, "Lets choose the destination together, eh?" Then he held the door open for his possible companion. "Maybe. Its likely just us, unless you want to decline."

For a moment Zander felt an odd tingle: was he growing a Force Bond, a genuine one, with his niece? It seemed the ever present living energy wanted him to know what happened to her, for he now knew her intentions to flee once more. Calling out to her, through said energies, he muttured, "Run Felicity, if you absolutely fear me. Plus it will prove you dont trust me..."

[member="Alexis Ravensclaw"] [member="Felicity Mason"]

 

[Owain]

Glyph was faster than he had thought. Stronger too. He flew backwards and tumbled along the floor before rolling to a stop. He had managed to move enough to turn it into a glancing blow...but something like that...it had been Force fuelled. "Oh COME ON! Is EVERYONE you know a space wizard?" Owain aseked Felicity, somewhat annoyed as he got to his feet and rolled his shoulders. "Not happening, Songbird!" he called to the girl, charing Glyph with a slight grin. So the boy could fight. Good. Time to see how much pride he had now. Owain lowered his shoulder, aiming for Glyph's abdomen. "This is about our pride as men!"

[member="Felicity Mason"] [member="Glyph"]

 

[Rianna Organa-Ar'klim]

[SIZE=12pt]He was definitely sure of himself no lack of confidence Alexis liked that, and the glowing eyes all very intriguing to her.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]She stepped towards the ride it was elegant, sleek and it represented the man standing there holding the door open. “Just us” She smiled as she swept her hands across her backside to smooth the dress so she could sit down turning so she sat looking up just before she pulled her feet inside, “Isn’t it about the journey, more than the destination?” She lifted her skirt edge revealing an ankle with a tiny gold chain draped around it a tiny blue sparkle dangled from.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]This was the type of man she would date from all appearances it did not escape her that he had dimples and tiny fangs. And as surmised she found them both very alluring, and raised in her questions of who was he.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The door shut with very little sound as she waited for him to join her within the cocoon that would now be their chariot on this journey.[/SIZE]


[member="Zander Greyson"]