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She nodded along with Ken, grinning. "Yeh… I've been workin' tha Outer Rim an' Colonies long eno' to have a decent client base, so we ken definitely have a solid clientele. Obviously, if'n yer interested in investin' and have any concerns, we ken talk things out." But she slid a glance Ken's...

She felt her heart stutter in her chest. She knew her jaw dropped; subtly, she was aware her eyes went wider too, but she couldn't help herself. For a couple of beats, the words just wouldn't form in her brain. "I... uh..." Her chest suddenly went painfully tight, and her throat felt thick...

She hadta admit, there was somethin' heartwarmin' about Ken bein' so protective already... an' kina hot. She melted into him a little, then lightly kissed against his neck, lips curled into a grin. "Naw, we're not gonna be stupid 'bout it," she replied, leaning back to give him a wide smile...

A hard kick followed his hand, and she jumped slightly, then chuckled wearily. Perhaps she was being too demanding... but she really wanted to do something. Not sit around an' lose her mind dwellin' on tha what-ifs the future were holdin'. "Nah, we'll keep it... jus' close it fer a spell, or...

Her eyes glazed over when he rubbed her back, leaning a little further forward when he did, and groaning when he stopped. "Huh?" she finally mumbled, blinking back to alertness and flicking brown eyes at his face. He looked like a kicked lothcat, an' at first she just blinked, processin' what he...

Truth be told, Myrna Vel was bored. An' she were tired of people tryin' ta touch her, of being just hangin' around, an' though yeah, she was feelin' better now after a coupla months, that didn't change anything. An' they had a business to run... bu' running that business was dull, slow going...

When they stepped into the cafeteria, some smell hit her. Somethin' that made her stomach churn... and suddenly, she had a desire to bolt out of here. Wha' tha kriff… her head whipped around, and then she saw it. Some kina barbecue, but the smell alone in the line made her acutely grateful she...

She heard a familiar voice, and turned to grin up at a macabre profile she was certain most didn't grin at right off the bat. "Hey there, Skelly Boy," she greeted cheerfully, smirking at his expression. "I kno', right? They smell friggin' fantastic, but hey, there was somethin' I was gonna ask...

Her eyes closed when she felt him kiss her forehead. She loved that part of him; that part where she felt like she were protected, that she was actually somethin' important rather than just plain ol' Myrna. She let out another shuddery breath, then curled up against him, head on his shoulder...

She flinched when he moved, staring up at him through long curls. She was tense, as though expecting him to lash out, say something, or finally see her as she was; jus' another drifter runnin' through the galaxy, as useful as screen doors on a freighter. Hearing his words, though, caused her to...

She curled up against him, face pressed into his shoulder and face nuzzled against his throat. It was nice, for a moment, to pretend like there was nothing wrong, that this were normal and their lives weren't about to be tossed sideways. But she karked up, like always, an' she were gonna live...

The rest of the night passed in a blur, but always with that feeling lurking in the background. Even she weren't starry-eyed nor stupid enough to believe that if her suspicions were true, that he'd stick around. What guy would, anyways? She weren't gonna force him into anythin', an' she weren't...

She flushed deep red at his question, nibbling on her lower lip. She was spoilin' the mood, and they weren't even drunk yet. Though she weren't certain if she should even have drinks... she felt a small edge of panic at the thought of it bein' anything. "I..." Her shoulders dropped, and she...

She grinned against the skin of his neck, feeling the pulse jump beneath her teeth as she nipped against the skin there. And when she was pulled closer, she dragged him into the kiss, arms wrapped around his neck and deepening the kiss. She couldn't help it. This was like an overloaded cigara...

She leaned back as he wrapped his hands about her waist, eyes half-closing as she hummed, feeling his words against her throat. He was really tempting her to drag him back to their ship and have her way with him... but she was a woman on a mission. They were kids, sure, but she weren't gonna...

-Theme- She felt ridiculously light, like if she jumped high enough she'd probably take off. Her babe were with her, they had more creds than they knew what ta do with, an' there was another race in a week on Dantooine. Life was great, and she was in love. That was the part that terrified her...

Truth be told, she had no idea in hell what she were doin' with her life. The las' coupla weeks blurred into racin', chasin' odd jobs an' findin' the next thrill fer herself and Star; one day into the next, wild an' happy, almost deliriously so. But even she knew there hadta be a stoppin'...

Ken was staring at her, and she tilted her head slightly, a question in her eyes as she finished off her own bowl as well, then listened as his da' and he talked it out. Curious thing, that, considering he didn' yet give them his blessin', but she weren't gonna dwell on that. She gazed when he...

She grinned at his Ma, leaning back into her seat and listening, taking some sips of her soup before responding. "Yeh… when we get a solid, nice place an' fix it up purty you'll be the first ta know." Her smile melted into a slight, bittersweet one at the mention of Nal Yeshu. It was a...

Seems like Ken had struggles of his own... it made her wonder just how much the guy had changed since their childhood. He'd always seemed a little sad before, but she chalked it down ta not bein' challenged enough. Now, however, things were changin'. She was glad she changed, though. Change was...