You Will Need A Towel

[Arage Bao]

The Harem Ship​

Drifting​

Nice Ship.

Distortion, the space-time continuum deciding to twist itself in two knots and then throw itself from a ravine in protest and there wasn’t even a towel in sight. But that’s how things went these days, one moment there was no one, the other there was a guy sitting on the bed of Alec’s chamber of distraught pleasure, otherwise known as the Captain’s Quarters. Not a special guy all things considered, fairly non-descript really. It was almost difficult to focus on him, too real. His beard seemed more beardy, his hair more hairy, even his eyes seemed more… eye-y.

Was that a thing? Well, it seemed to be a thing right now, so better strap in and get on with it. The fact that he wasn’t even using quotations marks anymore when talking would only underline the sheer pompous nature, or maybe the man really didn’t care anymore.

About a multitude of things, really.

At least she hadn’t scratched the Chrysalide on her way out, right?

I am in need of your services, miss Rekali. No, not those services. We can have that dinner another time.

A hand that definitely had more of a hand-y texture scratched the outlines of his bearded chin and simply waited with a disarming grin.

The balls on this guy.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Jared Ovmar"]

Say one thing for Alec Rekali, say she can roll with a punch.

"Wise move. I swing a lot of ways when the mood strikes, but pretentious star ghost is a little out of my comfort zone. I've gotta say, though, this is at least the third strangest thing I've seen this week, so you've got that going for you. Probably explains why I haven't thrown you off my ship yet."

She unzipped her flightsuit to the sternum -- there was an undershirt beneath, o ye lascivious -- and pulled out a pair of ostrine-plated brass knuckles on a chain. The weapon fit her left hand comfortably, snug against her palm when she made a fist. She glanced around the room, a Hutt-scale affair that currently boasted relatively little in the way of debauchery or accessories thereof. Nobody else around.

"Hold on...dinner? Ovmar, if that's you, stop frakking around." She left off the honorific. Honorifics were for men who didn't show up in a girl's bedroom unannounced. Or a captain's cabin, which meant even a little bit more.

 

[Arage Bao]

He (it?) sniffed and suddenly the nondescriptness left the building, and instead there was an old, slightly dignified man in the chair. Currently leaning back against the chair, head studying the plafond and not the oh-so displayable goods on display.

"Have so few dinner dates?" Ovmar stated as a matter of fact, without his gaze leaving that same plafond. A wonder she actually remembered that after all those years, perhaps that mustache had left an impression.

There is no positive or negative publicity, just exposure.

"I have a preposition for you."

It didn't sound like a preposition as much as a recommandeering of assets.

[member="Alec Rekali"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Jared Ovmar"]

"I don't date folks like you. Frankly I don't date much at all. Not my style. And I'm not interested in your position either."

Say one thing for Alec Rekali, say she's not over-fond of big words. Gets tripped up on prepositions and propositions and proposals and sex and grammar. Alec chewed her lip and hefted the ostrine knucks then kicked something unmentionable under the bed. Housekeeping.

"You paid your bills last time you hired me. That gives you some leeway -- not a lot, but some. Enough that I don't ask how my dear departed daddy's ship wound up molding in one of your trophy cases. So you got a piece to say? Talk."

 

[Arage Bao]

[member="Alec Rekali"]

I'd ask what you mean by 'people like you', but I don't really care.

Ovmar finally looked down, old eyes met hers, measuring, sizing up and finally weighted light in the timespan of a few micro-seconds. Time was relative anyway, both of them knew that inherently and in depth enough. The Fringe Lord slash Time Lord finally stood up, his eyes not even dignifying the knuckles a look.

She would need more than that.

I need your potential. Millennia ago the Sith created a library on Arkania, sadly it was destroyed by the Jedi. But I feel confident that we can unearth some worthwhile knowledge all the same.

A raised eyebrow.

Your compensation would be exceptional.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Jared Ovmar"]

"Part of me thinks it's a bad idea. The other part of me knows I've run this kind of job for you before, and you've always paid your bills straight." Her hand loosened on the ostrine knuckles; he'd notice. Leaving everything else alone, concessions on both sides, was a save point of sorts. Equilibrium.

"All right, Ovmar," she said, slipping the weapon's chain around her neck again, "tell me about Arkania. I've never heard of time warps there, but I've never been there. So tell me what you've got in mind, an' I'll give you an answer. On balance, though, you've got my attention. Long as it's quick -- none of those weeks-long expeditions. I'm all respectable now. Cadet at the Levantine Astronautical Academy. I've got five days left on break, which I'm sure you know. That means I can give you six, maybe seven."

 

[Arage Bao]

[member="Alec Rekali"]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]“A long time ago- and I am talking a long time ago, easily around 7000 BBY- the Sith controlled Arkania and decided it would be a good idea to construct a library there.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Veeshas Tuwan, the greatest wellspring of knowledge the Sith had ever founded. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]The location of the greatest crime the Jedi Order had ever committed. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Ovmar did not comment on the tactical blunder of constructing their greatest storage house and library on a world so far away from their core worlds, it was not his business to discuss the decisions made by entities that hadn’t existed for millennia any longer.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]“One of their greatest storage houses of arcane and esoteric knowledge. Of course it was destroyed by the Jedi Order in the end, I wish to explore Arkania, find the site and take a [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]history[/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px] lesson.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Both of them had grown in a lot of ways, a simple fact. But there was always more to learn, more to study and more to explore. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Jared probably could have done this by himself, but there was something about Alec. The way it seemed as if time and probability warped itself around her, something special and it only made him more curious about her capabilities. [/SIZE]