Private Cold Drinks under the Desert Sun

[Felix Aquila]

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Tag: Quinn Varanin
Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

Felix had begun practicing a new move, his light-saber having been altered once again to carry a talisman that hung loosely from its pommel. Performing his forms, thrusting, dodging stepping to one side as he would parry the ghosts of shadowy assailants as they attempted to accost him. He would throw his weapon in a graceful arc before moving his hand behind his back. In a tuft of green flame his weapon was gone, reappearing in his hand in a similar tuft allowing him to flourish it again.

Laughing happily with the use of his new force power, he wasn't sure that he was entirely in control of it, it felt foreign like it wasn't his own. The thought of spirits coming to his aid and helping him wasn't something he had ever considered as part of his Knight Obsidian training. Part of him wanted to go marching into the halls of the Solinaceae and declare that he was now fit to be a member of their ranks. Though he doubted what he could do was anything more than a party trick, even though his teacher had called it advanced.

The Desert sun would shine down through the roof of his home complex, he'd had a couple of people staying here over the course of the week. The Chiss woman he had been in business with. Keeping the ally close by as they launched her music career. The House Aquila estate seemed to be less manned, fewer security as his position on the planet was becoming more and more solidified.

But, looking out to the vast expanse as sweat beaded at his frame he'd sigh, wearing little more than a bodysuit and Gi style pants. Grabbing an iced drink and putting it to his lips, gulping hungrily between some degrees of heavy breathing. Looking over to some of the destroyed gardening thanks to a local mercenary and the last Duel he had staged at his house. That was the last time that he accepted a challenge from House Lahmian.

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[Quinn Varanin]

//: Felix Aquila //:

Silent footsteps moved down the long hallway, a staff member at the woman's side explaining things to her about the estate. This wasn't her first stay at a noble's residence. She had been to several before, acting as a sort of liaison for her sister. Before that, the two would often gamble who would have to leave the comforts of Eshan to explore the galaxy. More often than not, it was Quinn who made the appearances. So visiting the young Aquila noble was not ordinary, but she allowed the staff member to relay the information they were paid to deliver.

"I appreciate it, thank you." She nodded, hands folded behind her back as the cream-colored dress moved with her. "Where's the Master of the Estate?" She questioned, her Imperial tone delicate with each enunciation. A hand waved, guiding the Echani woman into the room where Felix had been training. She watched quietly, amber eyes taking note of each movement. The silence that had fallen between the servant and the Princess indicated that she was done with them.

His laughter caught the Princess off guard. The brief moment of happiness from the noble caused a delicate blush to caress against her cheeks, finishing at the tip of her nose. Quinn gathered her composure, and the blush faded from her ivory skin. She couldn't remember a time she had heard him laugh. The man had kept his emotions in check and presented himself like any noble-born in most cases. For just a brief moment, as she watched the perspiration gather at his brow - she was reminded of his room aboard the battleship. Her nose wrinkled as she chastised her thoughts, bringing up a memory such as a kiss they shared.

As Felix finished, a slow clap would echo in the room, and the Princess of Eshan would be looking at him with a smirk. "Bravo, you did quite the number on your invisible foes." Hands fell back behind her back as she walked towards him, blonde hair draped around her face. "So is this how you entertain guests? Show them your abilities? Or are there other ways to be entertained, Mr. Aquila?" Her tone teased him as she moved closer, not caring that he had probably set this time aside to be alone.

Quinn was far too used to getting what she wanted, and right now, she wanted Felix's undivided attention.

 

[Felix Aquila]

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Tag: Quinn Varanin
Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

Felix would turn at the clap, seeing Quinn and moving his saber safely to his side, he couldn't help but smile warmly, his body was charged with light, brimming as he had absorbed much through the use of tutaminis causing the normally resonant colour of his eyes to almost hum with power as they would morph into a lighter shade of pink. He needed to get rid of it at some point, or just touching the poor girl would probably burn that alabaster skin. So, he'd think for a moment as that smile would undergo a metamorphosis into one of sly cunning as he spy one of the sand gardens to one side.

"That's nothing..."

He'd claim, before whirling his saber around him as he would turn to face it taking one deep breath he would hold one hand to the black of his saber, flowing sunlight into the blade as the ordinarily golden beam would refine like the torrent of a welding torch. Becoming a fine white beam like that of a normal sword as Felix would ready himself a moment, allowing himself the kind of focus that would be afforded him in battle. A line would trace between him and his destination like a golden thread near too fine to see. Opening his eyes he would bring his weapon down as in a flash of white light would see a scar of molten glass carve into the sands in a deep line.

His skin steaming, looking at both of his hands, the olive skin unmarred. "See, no burns anymore. I'm becoming quite the if i say so myself. No shadow or amount of sand is safe from me." He'd laugh making his way down to see her, not halting as he would move to embrace her in a tight hug. Hid form looked like he was in the midst of attempting to gain some muscle. His form was more defined, but lacking the bulk he needed to go much further.

"It's good to see you..." He'd say with no shortness of affection, pulling back with a raised eyebrow and a slightly frightened look on his face "You're not going to push me into something deadly again are you..?" Raising a hand to one of the servants, it would be moments until a tray was bought to them, two chilled wines upon it with glasses as Felix would pour one for himself. Inquiring to her as he did so while he listened to her response, simply pouring for her and handing her the other glass if she inclined towards yes or allowing the servant to leave if the answer was no.

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[Quinn Varanin]

//: Felix Aquila

"Oh my, evildoers will tremble when they see you upon the battlefield." Quinn teased as the noble showed his power. It was an interesting power, and seeing it concerned her. Quinn thought quietly, remembering the wounds that Alina had suffered from her encounter with Felix. She hid her analyzing gaze; with the teasing, he would more than likely be distracted with her words more than what was running through her mind.

With the Princess's mind distracted, Felix was able to pull her into the unexpected hug. He gave her a tight squeeze, and she returned the gesture before pulling away and fixing any wrinkles in her dress. Quinn continued to smile as she nodded in agreement, "It's good to see you too, Felix, under far better circumstances this time." She brushed her blonde hair from her face as she looked back out toward the direction he shot the beam of light. Was this a power he had created or one that he learned to master? Before now, she had never expected this sort of power to be hiding within the noble.

His comment drew her attention once more, only making her smile mischievously. "Only if you don't tempt me." She shrugged carelessly and chuckled under her breath. "But no, you're safe today; I'd hate to be on the receiving end of your mighty power." Quinn once more teased him as she looked to the servant that had come with a glass of the chilled wine. "Thank you," she reached and grabbed the thin stem of the glass. Chilled wine was something new, but she kept an open mind about it. "I'd hate to see what it does to a person." She knew about Alina, and their interaction was a reason she was here.

"How have you been faring Felix?"

 

[Felix Aquila]

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Tag: Quinn Varanin
Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

Felix couldn't help but laugh off the teasing as he made his way to her, knowing it was somewhat low hanging fruit. He figured that he could either be embarrassed by the jeer or to lean into it, accept it, and make it his. The latter at least had some class to the whole thing. So, giving her a quick hug and pulling away he'd smile at her agreeing it was nice to see him. The boy noble however, studying her face as if he were looking to compare it to a former image, seeking changes or if anything fell out of place would notice her gaze move.

Looking over his shoulder he'd admit; "I've been learning a lot recently, I thought I was nearing my best but... recent encounters have shown me how far I really have to go... " He'd follow the glistening sand as the iron within it hardened to crystal glass, as it was observed by some of the employed gardeners who tended the area, looking a tad flustered with how to deal with its removal while it was still hot.

The wine that was served was light and sweet, though not overly so. It complimented the want to have something refreshing in the Desert heat while still accomplishing the task of being a wine served in polite company. Felix would take a glass and crack a smirk at her rebut, almost threatening to throw him back into something dangerous before recanting. "Well, that's good. I haven't quite had time to remove all the pointy things from the house yet." He'd take a sip almost loosing it at another jab at his mighty power.

"I'd hate to see what it does to a person"

Felix would nod at that one, folding his arms and looking over to his people extracting the glass from the feature. "I haven't used it on too many people, I almost cut a golem in half with it though. Saved Kyyrk's pale ass. Which made my week." He'd remember the sight of the massive metallic construct on the bridge, the power which flowed through him in that glacier and the realization that dawned on him when he still had arms at the end of it all, the ability to draw in light with Tutaminis was impacting his ability to control light in sums he couldn't have imagined a year ago.

"But aside from that... I've begun fulfilling one of my dreams. Sarka and Pii-Three are on the mend because of technology I helped develop. I've been working with some of the Silver Jedi and some others to help fix the broken worlds the Bryn left behind. Rebuilding entire worlds... Its... Its pretty amazing." The thought almost made him emotional, visibly catching something in his throat... it was a decade of doing terrible things FINALLY beginning to pay off, as the greater good he would hope to achieve was finally within his sight. But then he remembered what had happened on Pii, his meeting with Darth Morii, him almost being killed again... he remembered what had happened the last time he'd had an altercation with one of Quinns former lovers.

And something told him that this one would be far more serious. He couldn't not tell her, but how was going to matter a lot.

"Why don't we go inside? It's blazing hot out here."

Felix would suggest, motioning for a lounge meeting area filled with couches and walls covered in shelves, datapads books and antiques.

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