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Reunions (Miarta)

"I was going to offer anyway" Josh spoke with a chuckle. "Could be nice to have some company for once. Not go home by myself. Its a foreboding feeling knowing that everytime I go, it'll be alone" He would remark. "And hey, life is what you make it, you know?" He asked, pouring himself a new mug from the bottle once Miarta was done with it. "If I'm alone, it gives me time to think. Having time to think...Well, it's dangerous" The Jedi Master would remark.

"Its definitely best I have at least a little company" He remarked, tickling her side a little playfully.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta laughed loudly as he tickled her. She smirked at him and slid onto his lap. "Oh yeah? You sure it's not gonna be extra exciting bringing me home with you?" she teased, poking him on the nose and continuing to smirk at him. She reached for the bottle again, taking a long sip from it before slamming it back down on the table. "They got any decent cantina's on Naboo? I'll need a job, and I could be a decent bartender... Or dancer if I absolutely had too," she giggled a bit, wiggling her hips to illustrate her point about being a dancer. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
Honestly, at this point, the young man had gotten more drunk then he had intended, so when his playful joking tickling turned into her sliding onto his lap, Joshua wasn't really in a position nor in a mindset to stop her. "Oh, I'm sure it'll be extra exciting" The Jedi Master would tease as he would playfully tap her chin with a finger and tip it up so she could look at him. A subtle, action-based flirt. One he didn't use quite often. Must be the alcohol talking.

"A bartender could work. I don't think they do dancers at the cantina I'm familiar with" He would admit, though he smirked again when she wiggled her hips. He watched the movement of them carefully, engrossed in them. Perhaps she'd found his "weak" spot? Granted, it wasn't that secret after the whole Jedi Council Hot Tub Incident.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"I'll shoot for bartending then. Mixing drinks is an art form in it's own right after all, and we both know how artistic I am," she replied, blushing a bit as he tilted her head up to look at him, though with how red her skin was, it really wasn't noticeable. She giggled a little though and smiled. His eyes were pretty hard not to get lost in the more she stared at him. She shifted position a bit and leaned her head against his shoulder. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
"Probably better. You'd get way too much attention as a dancer anyway with hips like those" The drunk young man would tease, playfully bopping her nose with a chuckle. He relaxed a bit, allowing her to relax against him as he would take another drink from his mug. It seemed the relaxed, drowsy part of being intoxicated was starting to kick in.

This was all a lot to think about, of course. He figured he'd never see Miarta again, and all of a sudden things had changed in a hurry. He just wondered where all of this would end up going.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"Good to know you enjoy your old padawan's body so much, Master," she teased, yawning softly as she basically cuddled up to him. She was beginning to feel a little tired, but she wasn't sure she wanted to fall asleep yet. Besides, she highly doubt Josh wanted to sleep on a couch in his ship all night long, and if she fell asleep on him that's probably what would end up happening. After all everyone knows a person becomes 50 times heavier when they go completely limp. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
"Oh shush" Joshua would tease, chuckling. "You're not my Padawan anymore, I'm fine" The young man would tease, drunkenly chuckling. He ended up just lying back on the couch, too tired and drunk to care if Miarta stayed on him or not. He felt himself becoming drowsy, and uncaring at this point.

Maybe a little nap, he thought... Unless Miarta woke him up.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta woke up the next morning with a killer headache. She glanced up and smiled when she noticed that she was cuddled up in Josh's arms. The pureblood gently shook him awake after a few minutes. She hated having to wake him up when he looked so at peace, but she was bored and wanted something to do. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
"Mmmph...?" The Jedi Master would mutter sleepily as his eyes slowly opened halfway. He looked over at Miarta with his eyes still half-lidded, letting out a yawn. His head was killing him, but he was too sleepy to really acknowledge it right now.

"What's up, Miar..?" He would respond, realizing they were still cuddled up together.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"You make a damn good pillow you know," Miarta replied, giggling a bit. She was pretty much impervious to hangovers. It took a lot to give her one. That being said she was overly bright and cheerful that morning, compared to Josh. The Sith Pure-blood stood up and stretched, bending over to touch her toes, and unintentionally giving Josh a decent view of her ass. She slowly stood back up, turning to look at him. "So when does my training resume?" [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
The Jedi would roll his eyes and chuckled a bit in response. "Oh screw you" He would tease with a playful wink, sticking his tongue out at Miarta. Did that girl never get hangovers or what? He was sitting there with a pounding headache while she seemed like she'd gotten a good rest fresh as a daisy! Lucky girl.

Oh, she totally did it on purpose. In his sleepy state, the blonde stared right at the curved ass in front of his face, part of him admiring and checking her out, another part just... Being completely out of it and staring off into space. Finally the show ended and she asked about training. She was asking about training while he was out of it and hung over? Geez girl.

Josh would simply shrug. "Whenever its proper" he responded.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"Well I hope its soon. Life has been rather boring without you in it and I would like to get back to my training as soon as I possibly can. It'll give me something to do to keep my busy and entertained," Miarta replied with a grin, noticing a slightly annoyed expression on his face. She wondered if it was from the hangover, her cheerfulness, or the unintentional glance at her ass she had given him. The Sith Pureblood grinned even more as she considered the options. She had a feeling it was all three that were making him so grumpy. [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
 
The Jedi Master was far from grumpy, of course. Just a tad, y'know, sleepy. And just waking up. He didn't seem that annoyed, but he did smirk, obviously having very much enjoyed the view she'd given him. He was even tempted to give it a little smack just to tease her. Instead, he gave her a gentle yet playful boot to the ass in response and laughed.

"Then soon as we can, it is. We can start later today, once I've woken up, eaten and just all around gotten my wits about me. I can't teach you shiz if I'm not capable of it, you know?" Josh would respond, looking over at her with a small smile.

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