Fringewalker's ALWAYS mean trouble (open)

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

"That isn't all I've heard about you. You only take on certain bounties. I find that....an odd trait to have in a bounty hunter. Intriguing actually."

*She moved off of the wall and walked up to him as her hand was placed on his chest and she looked up into his eyes.*

[Triune]

"I do not hunt people just for money. I hunt the dregs of society. I cut away the fetid meat that weakings the body."

*He would have to be made of stone to not react to her touch, and his reaction though controlled is noticable for one as observant and practiced as she*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She pulls her hand away from him as her smile falters just a bit.*

"Then you are a rare breed indeed. Why not just join the military and fight for a 'worthy cause'? Afterall, the word of the Senate is honorable to your kind isn't it? Remember this...even the dregs of society report to a higher being. Even the high standing officials are corrupt though you never see it. The stories I could tell you....but I don't kiss and tell."

[Triune]

*He reaches out his hand, caressing her cheek and neck lightly*

"Governments are inherantly corrupt by their very size. The Rule of Man must be based on the balance of the needs of the many against the Rights of the One. When a collective reaches a population where the needs of the Many always outweigh the Rights of the One it has become too large for justice to reach all. I would never serve in such a system and would infact work to bring it down. It is the Flaw in Humans, to gather until their very numbers act as a winnowing force, Herd mentality. I am never a member of the Herd."

*With his other hand that has snaked around her waist he draws her closer to him. Hers was not the only species that possessed powerful pheremones.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*As his hand touched her cheek, she moved her head against his touch and looked into his eyes. His words were moving and filled with conviction....intoxicating to find someone passionate about such things. She didn't protest as he pulled her closer to him but flashed him a seductive smile.*

"Then you and I are perhaps not as different as one might think. I sense there is more to you than what meets the eye. I find mysteries fascinating to unravel."

*She presses her body against his own and snakes her hands up his chest caressing him. The look in his eye wasn't readable but his actions were. She was used to meeting such needs.....for a price.*

"Perhaps you would like to discuss this further inside your ship..."

[Triune]

*his hand on her waist tightens briefly, a result of her words. His callused fingers caress her neck lightly as he stares into her eyes, his gaze in many ways unrelenting as his drive as a hunter.*

"Are you certain of that request? Know you enough of me and mine that you understand what such a... gesture means?"

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

"Know your kind? I can't say I do, but you can't be that different from my other clients now can you?"

*Her voice was low and seductive yet held a light innocence about it. It was one reason her species were so popular. The other was evident in their dancing. She could mesmerize a man and bring him down while he enjoyed every minute of it...even until his last breath. Her fingers walked up his chest. Her index finger moved lightly from his breastbone up his neck to brush over his lips.*

[Triune]

*In a insightful flash all that he knew of the Twi'lek people passed through his mind. He knew well their usual plight but he sensed iron in this one. His fingers cupped around the back of her neck, in a way holding her head where it was so her eyes and his would remain locked on one anothers.*

"I am the first of my people to leave the sector, I am the first to walk into the worlds of Man. There is no one else like me here." He drew her closer until the breath from his words could wash over her skin though he never released her gaze. "Long have you suffered, long have your people paid the price of evolution's conceit but the chains you wear are illusory, a tool... The origins of your people are strong in your blood and that gives you steel where others have long since been broken. Are you still sure you wish to continue this in my vessel?" as he spoke he took measured steps backwards towards that selfsame starship.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

"What do you know of our plight? No one can understand unless they have been in these shoes. Only the weak stay enslaved. If you'd like me to join you, I'll need your offer first."

*She held her ground, but she couldn't deny the rush of blood through her body at his touch and closeness. To taste of him would have been pleasing, yet she didn't give herself up for free. Everything had a price....even another person's head...even his own.*

[Triune]

*He leaned closer, still not touching her with his lips though his eyes fill her field of vision. His fingers dance on the back of her neck*

"I know what you know, I tasted it on your scent, I feel it through the pulse of your heart, it fills your blood with fire and furvor." His voice is deep though not above a whisper. "I offer no coin, for I am not a client but you will not leave this bay without pay after a fashion... The choice is now yours..." Only now does his lips find hers as he kisses her with a gentility belying the fury and promise that fills his musk.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She doesn't back away from his kiss but moves into it more fully. 'Mila knew what she was doing was against her very own code. If she offered herself freely to every male that fancied her, she'd have to resort to bounty hunting full time. It could be fun, but dancing had it's perks too. For one, it was a fun way to stay in shape. Her mind screamed for her to pull back and leave. What did he mean by her not leaving without any pay? Finally, she broke the kiss and pulled back breathless. Her voice had a firmness about it though.*

"Is that a threat?"

[Triune]

"Threats are the tool of those that need fear to provide protection. I do not need such things." He leans in once more, kissing her softly once more. His fingers caress her neck as he does so though he does not maintain the kiss as long as the first one. "What say you? Do we ajourne to my ship or do we continue our discussion here?"

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She lets a faint moan escape at his kiss and touch and looks into his eyes. If he wasn't willing to pay up front, she would find her fee another way. Grabbing his tunic, she pulled him closer to her until her lips were almost touching his own.*

"Your place..."

[Triune]

*He smiled and as he kissed her again he lifted her up into his arms. He turned to walk towards his ship*

"You chose wisely. Your pay will be greater than mere coin." He whispered as he walked up the ramp which closed behind him.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

***********TIME PASSES**********

*She waits until it seems that he is somewhat unconcious before she tries to slip out of his embrace and move about the ship. Careful to not make much noise while moving about, she kept an ear on his breathing. Cahsmo was somewhat intimidated by this fellow. She was damned if he would intimidate her. His stash of credits had to be around somewhere. She would take what he owed her.*