What Happens in Space Vegas Stays There...Normally

[Matreya]

Damien grinned, "You're cute when you say please you know?" Sighing he shrugged, "I'm old. Much older than I want to admit. But in my races eyes I am not even middle aged. I've been to around 80% of the known planets, owned hundreds of homes. Was born on Dantooine, but that wasn't really my home. My father raised me there per my mothers wishes on her death bed, or so he said. When I was younger, a Sith Lord ate a great portion of my memories, the ones that matter. So I don't really know who I am." He said in a rush. The next bit would be admitting he was a Sith himself. But that was only a title, held out of respect for his heritage...

Would she understand that?

"Following my fathers footsteps, I am known to few as Darth Pikiran..." he murmured, looking to her to gauge her response, "But I am not as many view the Sith to be..."

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[Deneve Verd]

His words brought a slight pink tinge to her cheeks before she glanced off to the side, Listening to him speak of what he could remember and his upbringing . It was then that she realized he might think she would think differently of him due to him being a Sith. Her head quickly glanced in his direction, her eyes boring into him intently.

If he thought him being a Sith would change how she felt he was mistaken. She said the words that needed to be said to put him at ease. "You being a Sith changes nothing. You are still you.." It was only after she had spoken that she offered him up another soft smile and took his hand in her own to further reassure him that what he told her in fact changed nothing.


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[Matreya]

Damien smiled as he looked at their linked hands, "You're amazing. You know that?" Squeezing her hand, he chose not to disengage but instead let her if she wanted. Soon enough they managed to near the arena and he gestured to the entrance, "Well, this is it. We can go in free also, I assisted the owner at one point with an issue he was having. Sister was being bullied 'n' all."

The building was large, the largest on the street so far. Its design depicted crossing blaster style weapons, with the words, 'Blast'yer Pals', "Blaster Pals... I still think its corny, but Torh said there is no way he's changing it."

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[Deneve Verd]

"I am simply honest. Nothing special about that.." Her eyes lit up with laughter before she looked at him. She didn't believe it possible that she could grow to like him more yet he keep surprising her. Watching him for a few long moments, it was only a matter of seconds before she closed the distance between them and leaned up on her toes so that she could place a light kiss upon his lips. Just as quickly as it happened she was back by his side.

"Thank you. Thank you for spending this night with me. I enjoy your company greatly.." With that she tugged him after her, eager to see what his skills were. "I promise to go easy on you."

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[Matreya]

Damien stared open mouthed while still following the goddess that lead him forward. The gape was strictly of awe. She could be so enticing, then instantly turn it around toward humor on the drop of a hat! It was wonderful!

Then it hit him. He had been to thousands of battles, only dieing in positions that were unavoidable. The worst didn't always mean death for him thanks to the skills he possesses. That would of course translate to the game... he couldn't though in good heart play at his best then. It would be wrong.

Nodding, he decided that would be the plan.

Once inside, he spoke to the man in charge, they were given gear, then put on opposing teams. When the alarm sounded for it to begin, Damien launched out his mental essence, locating her quickly. Next he dropped low and used their surroundings to head for her. He wanted something... badly...

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[Deneve Verd]

She had taken in their surroundings and picked the perfect spot; right in the middle of everything. Now she had studied him enough to get the feel that he liked stalking his prey and as such she set it up just that way. Sitting with her back to a wall she went about braiding her hair, waiting for Damien. She knew he would come find her that was just they way he was.


Humming softly, she closed her eyes and continued her attack in the wild mane that was the bane of her existence. She knew that by the time she had finished he would be close enough to her location that if she doubled around she would be able to come up behind him. Leaping over one of the walls, she sprinted until she came up to the left of him. It was then that she gave lowered herself and approached him. Two could play the way he wished too.

"We should make bets.. What does the winner get?"Throwing her voice, she called out to him before moving even closer.



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[Matreya]

As she neared his rear, Damien turned, smiled, then vanished...

Running past her from behind, he then gave the voluptuous side a slap before diving over a wall himself. Thankful for his meager skills in illusions, he continued moving away for a while. She would likely see through the next one, so that was out of the question. It also became clear her background included expert military tact training. Likely Mandalorian of a higher rank.

A voice would drift toward her senses, "If I win, you promise to marry me some day... if you win, I will streak through the arena, making sure I'm seen by everybody!" Then laughter followed seemingly from all directions.

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[Deneve Verd]

So he wanted to use Illusions?Alright. She could play his game. The thing about having a father like she did. She was trained and taught how to enhance her senses. Coming to a halt, she would pull a scarf from her pocket and wind it over her eyes. Cutting off her sense of sight. The thing about the senses when one was lost the others enhanced." I agree with one minor tweak. The winner gets a kiss." She would call out before moving forward, her steps calm and sure as she headed in the direction of the voice. "Though, illusions are cheating." Deneve added as an after thought before launching herself over a wall and heading towards him.


She was honestly didn't care if she won or lost, she was enjoying spending time with him. So she took her time finding him.


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[Matreya]

Damien let his laughter continue flowing through the Force. It was honestly fun to face one of equal martial skill, and the sound would throw her off hopefully. Dropping to the ground with his back against the low wall, he readied himself as he listened to the sounds around him. People ran, shouted, fired, while generally making noise around them, but she had a certain... quality..

There.

Rolling to the side, he jumped upward unloading his paint balls in her direction. But with the distance, she could ready her own... it came down to the wire!

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[Deneve Verd]

She was distracted the sounds around her coupled with her own imagine at his declaration of running naked her caught her off guard. It was only too late that she channeled in the the weight of his movements. Yelping as she was pelted with paintballs, she would pull the blindfold from her eyes and give him a long look , her finger pulling back the trigger before she released her own at him. He of course would have more shots in on her whilst she stood there and grinned at him. It was a devious grin; one that said revenge would be sweet when the time came.

"You knew full well. You mentioning your running around naked would make its way into my mind and distract me. You are clever. I'll give you that." It was after she was done speaking that she had flashed him a playful smile, her eyes dancing merrily.

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[Matreya]

Damien chuckled as he walked closer until he was within arms reach, but he didn't stop. Instead he pushed her against a fake tree, planted an arm over her shoulder while leaning in towards her. He didn't kiss her yet, he wanted her to want it. But his free hand found its way to her stomach where hip met waistline. He didn't grope, simply let her know he was there.

The smile that spread across his face was utterly mischievous, "I believe we had a deal..?" He murmured with a huskiness that sounded oddly like a low growl.

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[Deneve Verd]

"Yes, we had a deal.." Her voice came out soft, her eyes locked on his lips. Watching him intently it was a matter of seconds before she absently licked her lips moistening them."Though, I refuse to run around naked. Though, I will gladly kiss you"Of course she wouldn't admit that kissing him had been on her mind for quite a while. Reaching up with her free hand she would caress his cheek lightly, her fingers dancing over his flesh like feathers.

Finally not being able to stand it anymore, she would speak softly, her voice steady as she voiced her request."Damien won't you please kiss me already?" She would study him, taking everything about him to memory, hoping to burn it into her mind.


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[Matreya]

Damien gripped her waist a bit tighter as he pulled her body to his, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss that left his head swimming. When it broke, he met her eyes once more, murmuring almost more to himself than anything else, "Where did you come from...?"

But then he clicked his tongue with a frown that was obviously a failed attempt, "No that was my side. You have a promise to make." Letting his lips rise up again he leaned in to kiss her neck lightly before drawing back.

She was even more beautiful when hot and bothered.

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[Deneve Verd]

She made a pleased noise in the back of her throat, her hand moving to grip his shoulder lightly. When he pulled away she could only grin like an idiot."For that being my fist kiss that I hadn't given to you. I quite liked it." Clearing her throat, she would smile at him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright."I do. So here is my word. I promise to one day marry you Damien."

That said, she would offer him up yet another smile her hand moving to touch his cheek once more."Though, I'm not sure how good of a wife I'll be .."She would chuckle softly and then attempt to wiggle her way away from the tree.

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[Matreya]

Damien nodded, "Good. I'm gonna hold you to it. You're like a drug... Im going to need you around!" He said with a smile then stepped back to let her free. It was the first time he had in memory where he had kissed a woman because of lo- Damien clamped down on that thought.

Was that the case? Did he love her? He furrowed his brows slightly. This had all been playful to start, but now he realized he really meant to hold her to her promise, and to want to be around her...

Doesn't that mean love..?

Straightening his face, he smiled once more, "Well, since I smoked you, wanna go again? Or you wanna head some where else? I bet your gonna call it a night 'n' leave me wanting more."

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[Deneve Verd]

She turned to look at him, her eyes widening slightly."My apologies."Was all she got out before reaching out to grasp his hand and bring it to her lips. "I will admit that Whiskey is taking its toll on me. But, I don't want you to feel as if I'm just up and leaving you. I made you a promise, when the day when you're ready to collect approaches I will honor it." Moving closer to him, she would wrap her arms around him and press her face to his chest."I don't want to leave but the night is slowly turning into day. I do require some semblance of beauty sleep.."

With that said, she would smother back a yawn, debating on foregoing sleep just to remain by his side. "You know where I'll be after this. I am but a simple call away."

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[Matreya]

Damien smiled down as he returned the embrace, "Well, answer me this before you leave." He paused a moment before continuing, "What are we? You just made quite the promise, and the way we both act isn't simple friends.. is it?" He was now showing just how little of himself he was. There had been no moments such as this that he could remember, nor did any relation he held prior happen similarly.

She was special, and he didn't want to claim her as his if that wasn't her want as well.

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[Deneve Verd]

She turned and looked him dead in the eye before speaking softly."You are mine. Simple as that. I plan on marrying you one day. So that would make you mine. If you wish it I would say we're in a relationship. I did after all give you my first kiss." Stepping forward, she brought his hands to her lips."Tell me what you want?I can tell you're trying to process something. So just go ahead and tell me how you're feeling. Unless you voice your wants and need to me I cannot give them to you."

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[Matreya]

"You already solved my issue." Damien said with another smile. Leaning down to give her a soft kiss on the lips, filled more raw emotion but less ferocity, he pulled back with a pleased look, "I am beyond happy I got to meet you Deneve Verd. You are quite the woman." At that he lead her to the front of the building, then called his chauffeur, "Terrence please make sure she gets where she needs to go.

"And Deneve, you'll hear from me soon enough." He said down to her.

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