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Crash Landing

He took off his goggles, leaving her to stare into his light green eyes. She had never seen his eyes before. He seemed genuinely concerned for her. The thought in and of itself was new to her. She shook her head. "It's just been such a crazy week. Only a few days ago I was running away from the Je-" she stopped, glancing around. There were ears everywhere. "I was running away from my home. And now I'm here dancing to smooth jazz." She stared at him with a mix of awe and pity. "And I have never even told you my story. Why I was running? You never asked. I assume most people would, but it was like it didn't matter to you."

What was she going on about now? It was all so strange and foreign to her. Well not all that foreign. She used to have a friend back home. On her real home. She used to feel the same things for her, she could talk to her about anything. She didn't know what had happened to her, where she was. If she was even still on Shili. If she was happy. She wanted to go home to see her again, but the thought of having to face her clan knowing she was a failure...that she couldn't do.

Knowing that BB was still waiting for answers, she turned her attention back to him. "I promise, I will tell you everything back on the ship. There are too many listening ears here."

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
BB wiped the water from his eyes. The bright stage lights and rawness of the moment were cause them to tear up. BB usually used comedy or joy to shield him from such deep interactions as get too close was to be hurt, he had lost so many in his life. Today however he didn't care, he had feelings for Zetha. What they were he wasn't sure and that was exciting. As they danced he held here a little tighter, not in a constrictive manner but as one would a person they wanted to comfort.

Leaning in he whispered into her ear, "Whenever your ready."

BB leaned back to look her in the face again saying, "We all have a past, doors we lock shut to keep out the ghosts that haunt our life. Don't open them for me if you don't want to. Whenever your ready i'll be here."

As the new song began BB continued. "With that said, I do have one question I need you to answer."

Taking out a clip of credits he asked with a silly grin on his face, "The night is young, and I have this ready and waiting. We have all of this planet to explore, the whole galaxy if you want. What can I do to make you happy Z?"

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
Zetha couldn't take her eyes off him as he talked. She wasn't sure if she was ready to tell BB about her past yet. Who knows, he might just be a Jedi sympathizer and take her right back. Although that wouldn't make sense, considering he saw her in her Jedi robes when he rescued her. But in any case, there were too many risks right now. She had some trust in him, but it wasn't enough to share her history.

When he told her he had a question, Zetha nodded, curious as to what it was. That curiousity deepened when he brought out a credit clip, and her own smile soon mirrored BB's. The night is young, they have the whole planet to explore. No, the whole galaxy. With BB as pretty much her servant. Letting out a wild laugh before suddenly leaning forward. Her lips pressed against his in a moment of pure ecstasy. It was her first kiss.

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
When Zetha's lips touched his own time seemed to stand still for a moment. Caught off guard BB felt every nerve ending come alight and every sense activate in a way that was beyond his ability to describe. With his knees like rubber, and his heart was pumping so hard his pulse was like pounding thunder in his ears he fought hard to remain grounded in the moment.

When the kiss ended BB was left staggered like he had taken a right hook from a wookiee. Luckily he was still holding on to Z and was able to steady himself and keep from falling over. Looking over at Z, BB saw she was smiling again. He did so enjoy seeing her smile and in his own moment of joy scooped her up in his arms and spun her around before placing her back gently on her feet. Wanting to say something he felt had regained enough composure to try speaking and went back to looking into those sparking eyes before saying...

"Wow... wow, that was well, wow..." BB said still now realizing he didn't have full use of his brain it seemed.

"I... ah... well, that made you happy then, right?" BB asked still trying to grasp how someone as amazing a Zetha would want to share that with him.

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
She couldn't help but giggle at BB's reaction to the kiss. He looked like he was going to either faint or fly away from sheer happiness. At his mumbles, trying to describe his happiness. "Yes, it was wow." At his question, she had no doubts and she smiled wider. "Yes, I really did." Reaching out, she plucked the credit clip from his fingers. "Now, how about we go spend this."

Without another word, she took his hand and led him out into the street. Once they were out in the somewhat fresh air, at least fresher than the crowded space in the cantina, Zetha took in a deep breath as she scanned the shops and vendors around them. What did she want? She had to think about it, but when she did, her eyes lit up with excitement. She turned to BB with a face full of ideas and bubbling over with wonder.

"I want my own droid."

[member="Bryce Bantam"]

((Sorry for the wait))
 
A droid... at this time of night? BB thought as Zetha pulled him into a well lit droid shop. Well if that is what she wants then who am I to argue. BB as still practically floating after the exchange of affection he and Z had shared so there was probably very little Z could ask for that BB would not allow her to have.

As he looked around he saw row after row of new and reconditioned droids of all types, colors, and manufactures. If Z wanted a droid then BB though she should be able to find one here. Leaving Z to her devices BB walked over to the shop owner and began to attempt to make small talk. As he did he noted the shop keeps eye move to the faction ring on his finger. Soon after the shop keeper gave BB a knowing look and said, "Whatever you need lad." BB really wasn't sure what that meant at first but at least it sounded good.

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
((Sorry for taking so long))

Zetha scanned the rows of droids, humming to herself as she went down. No droids really seemed....good enough. They were too big or too bulky or just ugly. "BB," she looked over at him, a slight hint of a flirtatious whine in her voice. "I don't really like any of these." She kept scanning until she found a shelf of droid parts and pieces. Taking his hand, oblivious to the implications of the conversation and the ring on BB's finger, she dragged him over to the spare parts shelf. "I want you to make me a droid. It'll be special because it will be from you, right?" With a little giggle, she leaned in, placing a little peck on his cheek.

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
We cool ;)

I guy could get used to this BB though as his hand rose to touch his cheek. So she wanted a droid, a special droid, I can do that, but what kind he continued to think.

"So what ya looking for, something big, small, techie or basic?" BB asked Zetha.

After she explained in better detail BB began searching the parts he came across the head unit of a Servo-o-Droid DUM unit and it seemed perfect to him. Taking out all the non essential parts BB installed the logic core from an atmospheric probe droid as well small repulsor unit so it could hover. The owner of the shop seemed more than happy to help in the re-construction sometimes even offering not only tools but new or lightly used vintage parts to finish the build. About two hours after he began BB looked down as he polished it up and noticed the red color trim had faded, and the unit as a whole looked like a seeker droid but with out the 3 servo arms. Not really sure about the color BB asked

"Do you want me to change the color Z?"
 
Zetha watched with amusement as BB rang around the store to fulfill her every desire for a droid. It was cute really. She hadn't ever had someone trying so hard to make her happy, please her, meet her every need. It was adorable. A part of her thought about using that to her advantage, but she quickly cast that thought away. BB was very intelligent, that much she knew. Sure he was a little clueless when it came to romance, but that was a different story. If she did use her charm to manipulate him, no doubt he would find out very quickly. She didn't need an enemy right now.

So instead, she gracefully perched herself on the shopkeep's counter, her legs crossed at the knee, her hands folded over her knees. Very poised and elegant, but with a certain demeanor that made another customer stop and stare. That is until he was promptly glared at and waved away by Zetha herself. No creep from the store would touch her. Only BB would have the privilege of doing that.

After two hours, Zetha was actually grateful for the Jedi teaching her the art of patience. If not, she would have left after half an hour of waiting. BB presented the droid; a tiny little thing with a dome head and one lens. It had a light red hue to it, practically pink. "Oh it's perfect!" Zetha declared, hopping from the counter to scoop BB up in a big hug. She may or may not have been planting his face in the centre of her chest. She released the hug to let the poor boy breath, gently taking the droid from him. "Now, what can it do?"

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
What could she do? Interesting question it has already need such a magical night. Awkwardly BB stared into the shop window seeing himself and Z in the reflection. She looked happy, playing with her new droid and stealing a few coy looks at him in between. Things of a more racy nature ran through his mind but he pushed those aside. Z was way out his league to even think to of posing those ideas to her

BB just wished he looked better, ya know more attractive so he could be closer to Z's level. Z had such style form her high black boots to her fashionable black and red coat, style he had no concept of. So her guessed he could use some help there.

"Think you could give me a make over Z, you know, spruce me up a bit?"

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
He wanted what now? She took a step back, blinking in shock, before a look of pure deviousness crossed her face. She leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees for support. She was aware that she was giving the shopkeeper a good view of her ass, and that her tied up top was open enough so that BB had a clear view down her chest, but she didn't really care. "You," she lifted one hand to poke BB's nose. "Didn't answer my question." She straightened up, looking behind her, giving the shopkeep a cheeky look when she heard him whine a bit in disappointment, sad to see the good view go. "I'll tell you what," she turned back to BB, hoping back up to perch on the front desk. "I'll give you a makeover, if you fulfill some conditions."

She paused a bit, torturing him slightly as she played with her new droid. "Tell me what this does." That wasn't going to be all he had to do of course. She had some plans for him. Oh this was going to be so fun.

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
She said "What can it do, not what can I do..."

BB felt quite foolish at this point, but Z had a way of turning an embarrassing moment into good fun and not taking stuff to serious. It was the one thing BB thought he liked most about here. Well, that and well her ample feminine appeal, which she never seemed afraid to use too. All that aside it still remained what does it do? Blushing slighting he held the back of his neck, looked own at the floor, and summed up what it was to the best of his ability by saying.

"Well, it can hover, take recording, play back recordings, basically all the stuff a small astromech can do save calculate jump cords and major repairs. To make it able to hover well, I had to remove a lot of the heavy gizmos, and repair tools, but it still has a Scomp link and Power recharge coupler so you could program it to do some slicing if you want also. Other than that I wiped the memory and gave it only a basic personality program so it should be a clean slate to program from there."

Hoping he had done a better job answering her question, BB took his gaze off the floor of the shop, and with a puppyish expression looked to Z to see if his response met her approval.

"To turn it on just bop it's nose, turn it off the same way too."

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
"Hm." As BB explained what it did, Zetha listened carefully, nodding every so often to let him know she understood. When he was finished, she poked the droid on the nose. It came to life with a 'bloop bloop' noise. It trilled and began floating around her head. "Okay, that is pretty awesome." Reaching out, she plucked it out of the air and poked its nose again. It deactivated and she slid off the counter. "Thank you, BB" Getting close to him, she gave him a little peck on the cheek. Then she slid the droid in a pouch on her belt. "I'll come up with a name for you later. But for now," she had directed that statement towards the droid, but now she turned to BB. "We need to get you a new look."

Taking his hand in hers, she exited the droid shop and began leading BB down the street. "Oh there we are," she pointed out before leading him into a clothing store. "Alright," letting go of his hand, she began to peruse the racks, taking an item down every so often. Sometimes she'd give it a long look, then put it back. Other times, she'd sling it over her arm. After awhile, she returned to BB with a big armful of clothes. Most of them were different shades of brown and grey and black, but there were a few dark reds in the mix.

"Go try these on." She shoved the clothes against the poor boy, turned him around, and then pushed him towards the changing room.

((I'm leaving the actual outfits open so you can choose))
[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
Clothes were usually not something BB fretted over but seeing how he wanted to impress Z he walking into the waiting room to see what he could put together. The first thing that caught his eye was a deep red trench coat. It looks cool with buckles and funky stitched zippers. Saving that for later he first changed out of his rags and into a pair black of slim fitting jeans. Buckling them with his large black gun belt he grabbed a pair of heavy black knee high boots with four buckle straps he put those on next. Finally throwing on a basic black tank top and matching henley shirt he wrapped a fancy looking grey and black scarf around his neck before ending the look with the dark red trench coat.

Looking in the mirror he was stunned how different he looking. Gone was the shabby feral kid from Taris, and in his place was a better-looking dude. Needing a second opinion he walked out of the changing room and shyly grabbed the back of his neck before he held his arms out in a tee shape and said.

"Taa Daa!, well how do I look Z?"

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
Zetha almost squealed in delight at how much different BB looked. She approached him, a huge smile cutting across her face as she circled him to get the full view of the outfit. "BB," she finally said after completing a few circles, stopping in front of him. "You look amazing."

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 
BB tugged on his collar and smiled happily at her response. He was growing up, a captain of a ship, so it was time he began dressing like it. Looking around he noticed the two made quite the fashionable pair. Now walking over to Z came up along side of her and playfully hip-checked her a little before saying.

"Now what hot stuff?"

Thier date was already in full swing and with the night still young enough BB was game for anything. Secretly though he was hoping she wanted to head back to the ship, he had promised to tell BB he little secret, the one that was troubling her this whole time, but the final decision was her's so instead of pushung the issue he politely awaited her response.

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
Zetha couldn't help but let out a little giggle at the hip-check. What did she want to do now? "I'm actually getting kind of tired." She moved towards the door of the shop, dropping a handful of credits on the counter. The Rodian shopkeep thanked them for their business. Zetha gave the man a little smile, before turning and taking [member="Bryce Bantam"]'s hand. "Can we just head back to the ship?"

Most likely BB would agree to this request, but since Zetha didn't really know where the ship was, she would let BB take the lead, gesturing at him to do so if he seemed a bit...clueless. While he was a genius when it came to technology, he was a little clueless when it came to things that didn't speak in binary or code. Whatever. At least he was cute. That made up for it.
 
By the time BB had Z had returned to the Starr BB was feeling tired himself. The two had been up for quite a time and between dancing, engineering, and shopping it had turned into a very long day indeed. Along the way the two tired youngsters continued their playful banter till they reached the second level and the door to Z's cabin. The kid walked her to the door and with a goofy grin on his face leaned up against the doorway.

"So can I get you anything else tonight Z?"

[member="Zetha Vesh"]
 
Zetha entered her room, turning when she heard BB's voice from the doorway. She turned, slipping off her short jacket and letting it fall to the ground. "I had such a great time today, BB." She moved closer to him and cupped his cheek in her hand. "And I got a new little friend too. Oh, that reminds me." Her hand slid to BB's shoulder as her other hand moved back to retrieve the small red droid BB had made for her. "I'm going to call you... TK. How does that sound?" Her violet eyes moved from the newly christened TK to BB. Way to keep up with the consonant-only names.

She leaned into BB and gave him a little peck. "Thank you." Her gaze connected with his for a few seconds before the moment overtook her. She leaned in again, pressing her lips against his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer to press her half-naked torso against his.

[member="Bryce Bantam"]
 

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