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Merrill's Magnanimous Matchmaking Marathon (speed dating)

assandraStarfire

Commander - Fleet Medical Officer
Sirantha tries to remember when actually was last time she ate and realizes it was nearly 12 hours and replies "Well then make the order for two banthas, and what it is that is better to fight for? Unlimited supplies of donuts?" She smiles at him and then thought to herself;Idiot unlimited supplies of donuts is there something stupider what she could say she didn't want to appear that she was mocking him.
 

MAD

Guest
He laughed again, a bit louder. He didn't want to offend her so he made sure he apologized, "I'm sorry, that was funny to hear, hahaha." He tried to collect himself a little more, "Unless of course you're made out of unlimited donuts." Charming... He thought to himself. He practically winced after saying that, and then desperately sought for a solution to salvage his last comment, but then realized anything else would only make it worse. He tried to keep down a laugh of embarrassment. He isn't usually like this, he swears!

"I think the booze is getting to us," He let out the laugh slowly with his head down.
 
Darren felt really drunk what ever he was breathng in was not good. he looeked around to see Verz putting on his helm and Sandis following the samething. What he felt different was that he could still see her face though the helm. He felt an incredable sudden liking to her. He thought about some Girl that he talked ot once. What was her name Ashes? Ashley? he didnt know All he thought about was Sandis.

Darren shook his head. trying to get rid of the thoughts. he had to keep a cle- Sandis.

he heard music playing in the back ground. it was a nice smooth tune that was easy to keep the beat. he stood up and asked "Sandis may have this dance?"
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
Onyx, still flirting up a storm, could feel a sudden shift in the air. He looked over to see Darren with his hand out towards Sandis. Onyx knew he was asking her to dance. He gave off a warm smile and nodded his head at his old friend.

His attention returned to the air. He felt something. He finally got a good link with the force and found the air to be filled with a gas. He just smiled. Onyx was naturally immune to most gases and, with the dark side, could block it out of his mind. He returned his attention to the girl at the table, "May I have this dance?"
 
Verz still had no idea what the gas had done, but what he did know was he, for some reason, was insanely jealous for a moment when Darren asked Sandis to dance. He debated internally for a moment. He took off his helmet, once again showing his scarred face. He finished his drink and spoke.

"Actually Sandis, I would like to share this dance with you."
 
"Why would telling you my name really matter?" She asked. A man convinced he was different. Of course, he was different in a specific sense, all men could claim that, but in a general sense he was just the same as the rest. It might be interesting to see him try and spin his way out of this one.
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
Onyx chuckled. "Because the name is what makes the man." Onyx knew she was smart. He could easily read that off her. He just wanted to toy with her until she realized just how different he was.
 
That... made zero sense, she thought. Yeap, she was definitely unimpressed. "A name is but a mere label though. It does not give anything a quality in and of itself. You are... in plain words, incorrect."
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
"Incorrect is a word used for those who refuse to see."Onyx was about to pull out some of his hidden talents. This one being his love for poetry. "A name is what brings out who you are. A title is someone you want to be. I am not simple a sith because I carry the title. I am sith because it is in my name and my body. You need to look beyond the the terminology of a word and look at it with your heart and soul in order to understand." Onyx out his hand up and brushed it against his scars. "If I was walking down the street and you saw me but knew nothing about me except my name you would assume I was sith would you not? Of course not. It is in my name and my body."
 
'I am Sith' was all she heard. Oh good. As if any woman was woo'd at the thought of a Sith hitting on her. Yes, the grand oppressors of the galaxy responsible for a number of genocides was definitely a turn on. Wrong. Furthermore, he made a monstrous mistake revealing that kind of information to her. If he was this stupid though he might reveal more. "What Sith goes to Coruscant, the heart of the Republic, for a dating event? Worse yet, admits to what they are in otherwise enemy territory. And all for what? To spout some poetry? Doesn't seem smart to me."
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
"Because I don't fear death. I welcome it." Onyx knew how creepy it sounded but he didn't care. It was the truth.
 
She rolled her eyes. "Then why live? Why not just kill yourself... seems like that is the only true welcoming." This guy really thought he was cool. BUUUUUUT. He wasn't. Only when he was a corpse would he begin to actually be cool. In a literal sense... not in the idiom kind of way.
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
(OOC: I love your character. lolz this is so funny to read.)

Onyx smiled. "I'll die. I just don't feel like it right now."
 
She narrowed her eyes and her pursed her lips. This guy made no sense at all. "So you welcome death... but don't want to die at this moment. That is not very welcoming. Kind of rude actually. Definitely gives some mixed signals. Poor death, whatever shall she do."
 

Darren Onyx

Guest
"She shall wait. Trust me when I say, me and her both know when my time is here." Onyx knew more then most when he was going to die. He didn't know how but he knew when. He didn't care if he didn't make sense. He was himself. A dark and mysterious man who couldn't be solved. Just the way he liked it.
 
Sandis was caught up staring at the two bickering in the corner. She turned to Darren, then to Verz, both requesting to dance with her. Darren, who had rebuffed every advance she had made (though most of them were jokes) and Verz, who she could only think of as a friend and mentor.

"Darren, I'd love to dance with you," she said, removing her helmet and setting it on the table.
 

assandraStarfire

Commander - Fleet Medical Officer
[member='MAD']

Sirantha smiles a try to smile coyly:"Well I am sweet donut alright" she giggles and Thought to herself: Hmm Will he want a bite? Then says aloud "Do you realy thik it is a booze?"
 
Darren looked over at Verz when he asked. He tried so hard not to take his saber out. Darren resisted the urge and took Sandis' hand. He lead her out on to the dance floor.
 

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