Ask Eriadu How you Eriaduing?

[Wodan]

Wodan lay back in the surf, the cool waters of Eriadu’s oceans washing over his body. The slick sand massaged his back as the midday sun beat down on his exposed skin. A pair of thick reflective shades helped block out the worst of the bright light, as he let out a deep breath, relaxing back into the sand. This felt good, better than good, as the Firrerrian relaxed near the shore.

About five metres back, near the edge of the beach sat a single deckchair, splayed across was all of Wodan’s clothing as well as his holo and a pair of empty glasses. The Firrerrian was off duty today and was going to make the most of the time away from the grind to relax and enjoy himself on this gem of a world.

As much as he normally hated the sand, with seemingly the vast majority of the Outer Rim made of worlds solely made up of sand. When it was cool and wet like this, it felt great against his skin. Wodan plunged his hand into the sand next to him, rubbing it through his fingers as another wave of surf washed it away. “A refreshing cocktail and life would be complete.”

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

“Queen Mother…you’re drunk.” Charlotte squinted through hazy eyes at her Chume’doro. “No…you’re drunk.” A flicker of irritation flashed across the guard’s face. Charlotte laughed. “Ha! I almost got a reaction that time.” She flopped down in a chair overlooking the pool. The weather was incredible. The breeze perfect. She felt happy…what an odd feeling. “Perhaps we should go inside, your majesty. Eriadu is still an Imperial world.” The Queen Mother mercilessly rolled her eyes. “The self-indulgent Jedi may have broken the cease fire, but the Free Worlds are still making nice with the Sith.” She took another drink, licking the side of her glass. “Besides, no one knows we are here.” The Chume’doro gave her a look that said that would soon change if Charlotte continued her current behavior.

“Fiiiiiine. I’ll cover my face, but you have to leave me alone.” She was insufferable and she knew it. How fun. “It would be unwise to be unguarded, Queen Mother.” Charlotte waved a dismissive hand. “Keep an eye from a distance if you must but you’re ruining my vibes.” Her eyes grew suddenly hard. Her voice sharp with command. “Your Queen demands it.” She snorted and laughed at then. The Chume’doro bowed and melted away into the resort. Charlotte sighed with relief. A thin mask matching her bathing suit and robe rest in her pocket. She put the infernal thing on. At least it was fashionable.

The Hapan noble stood holding her drink in her hand. Her eyes raking over the beach, snagging on a lone figure. Well, that was interesting. Trying not to wobble she slowly made her way down to the beach…two drinks in her hand. “Hey!” She yelled at the suntanning figure. “Thirsty?” God she was tired of being so serious.

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[Wodan]

Wodan opened his eyes as a small figure of shadow towered over him, with the sun behind her head the Firrerrian couldn’t quite make out she was wearing a mask at the moment. “As long as it's alcoholic.” He replied, pushing himself up on one elbow and reaching out with his left hand to take the drink from the woman.

It was fruity and definitely alcoholic, yes life was complete. Wodan closed his eyes as he let the sweet liquid swirl around his mouth before swallowing, the refreshing nature bringing a simple bliss to him. Letting out a sigh he lent back into the sand, placing the drink down. He could die happy now.

“Please take a seat.” He said, looking up and gesturing to the sand next to her. The fact she had come over to the naked Wodan meant that she didn’t seem to be bothered about him being starkers on the beach. Perhaps she was just here to chill herself, with her mask? That was strange, but he just mentally shrugged, he was in too much bliss to really care right now.

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

The decidedly drunk Queen Mother handed over her certainly alcoholic drink. Smiling as her new pal patted the sand beside him. She noticed then, for the first time, the man was completely naked. Well-muscled and without a shred of clothing. Charlotte shrugged and popped down. She was not about to complain of the view. She took a sip of her drink before introducing herself. “Charlie.” The Hapan flashed her brightest smile. Look at his face, Charlotte.

“And who might I be suppling with alcohol?” The look of content on the man’s face was clear. That’s right. The face. “Even more exciting what brings you to this little beach so far from the trouble of the galaxy.” So far from her own troubles. As long as the damn Chume’doro stayed the fuck out of her way. She took another sip of her drink. Yes…that was good.

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[Wodan]

Raising the glass slightly from the ground as he spoke. “Wodan, it is a pleasure.” His eyes still closed, allowing the heat of the sun to soak through his body. The surf crashing over the lower half of his body was keeping him warm, but he could tell the tide was on the way out and soon he would be baking in the sun.

“The peace, quiet, drinks and of course company.” He replied, opening his eyes long enough to give the masked woman a wink before closing them again. “Got nothing else to spend my money on, so whilst I'm not working I try to enjoy myself. How about yourself? Your accent is definitely not from the outer rim?”

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

“No, it is not.” A few drinks in, she was unable to mask her distinct aristocratic tone. “It’s Core adjacent…” Charlotte tipped her head back to let the sun wash over her. “My parents were from Hapes.” A good enough lie she supposed. What was the point in trying to hide her heritage? She sighed before taking a sip of her drink. “I needed to get away. I face certain pressures at home and needed time alone.” The sun continued to warm her skin.

“The galaxy can be a confusing place.” Maybe she was being a little too honest, but when was the last time she’d had a conversation with someone who didn’t owe her fealty. She could not remember. “What constitutes work for Wodan?” In more sober times she may have placed the origin of such a unique name, but the rum made that nearly impossible.

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[Wodan]

Hapes, that was a new one, Wodan was sure he hadn’t met anyone from that little area of the Galaxy. He had heard a little about its allegiance to the Alliance and its young Hapan Queen Mother but beyond that it was all very foreign to him. “Confusing is the polite way of putting it.” He agreed, lifting his head up enough so he could take another drink from the glass.

“Death.” He replied matter of factly, he had no need or desire to hide what he did on this world, or to Charlie. If she was outraged or frightened by his line of work, he doubted she could do much to harm him and in a few words the local police would pick her up as a disturbance of the peace. To give a little more detail to his exact line of work, this time Wodan used The Force to raise the glass to his lips to take a sip.

If Charlie didn’t run or try to stab him, he would settle his head back on the sand and smile, running his hands once again through the sand. “Why don’t you join me? The sand feels great on the skin.” A cheeky grin illuminating his face.

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

Charlotte took the invitation and smoothly slid next to Wodan. The sand did feel great on her skin. Death was her trade as well, but she wondered how much was really safe to reveal. A flick of the Force showed her just how accurate Wodan’s description was. She could not be certain, but death and the Force had a very specific connotation. Sith. Just what she was looking for. Charlotte leaned over and smiled.

“Oh my, am I in danger?” A predatory smile spread across her face. Her tongue darting out to run over her teeth. “I know a little something about death.” She took a long sip from her drink. “More than I care too really.” The alcohol was muddling her thoughts. Muddling her good judgment.

She was so tired of constantly keeping the rouse of the perfectly styled Queen Mother. “I think you and I have similar paths.” She turned to stare at her naked companion. “Maybe fate ushered me to this beach.” Charlotte snorted a laugh. How much did she really believe any of that anymore?

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[Wodan]

That smile, it was a predatory smile, she was a woman used to getting what she wanted. Part of him wanted to willingly fall into that trap, be used and abused for a night before disappearing into the night. The other part, the Firrerrian part, felt the thrill of the hunt, her own predatory smile was met with one of his own. The sharp fangs of his forefathers barred, when she asked if she was in danger he let out a small growl from deep within his chest.

Charlie’s laugh made him smile, he was so used to stoic or depressed behaviour amongst his fellow Sith. A laugh was a welcome sound. “Maybe.” He replied, pushing himself up slightly so he sat above her as she lay in the sand next to him. Wodan’s eyes glanced over towards the chair where his clothes lay, with an outstretched hand he gripped hold of a small box which flung into his grasp. Opening the box he pulled out a pair of cigarettes and a lighter, offering one to Charlie, before going on to light one or both of them.

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

She felt heat race up her back. The smile, those fangs. He was unmistakably Firrerrian. Charlotte took the offered cigarette. Allowing Wodan to light her as she took a long drag. Yes…the Chume’doro would dislike her bad behavior, but she was having fun. She sighed deeply. Her head feeling just a little lighter. The sun continued to bake her royal personage. “Are you going to be boring.” Charlotte flashed another smile.

“I don’t see any other stunningly beautiful women stalking this beach.” She clicked her tongue. “Such a mysterious dealer of death.” The Queen Mother rolled her head back, closing her eyes. “What is a girl to do?” Another laugh escaped. “How can I compete?” She laughed again. A light airy sound that cascaded across the beach.

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[Wodan]

She took the cigarette and he lit it gladly before lighting his own, taking a deep pull. He twisted onto his side, propping his head up with one arm as he laid down on the sand looking over Charlie. “Dealing in death makes one far from boring.” He said with a smirk, taking another pull of his cigarette.

“Nor any stunningly beautiful bare fleshed men. I heard we are quite a rarity across the Outer Rim.” Wodan finished the last of his drink in between puffs. “You could start with fully joining me in the sand?” He replied his eyes dancing across her bathing suit as he spoke.

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

Charlotte sighed and exaggeratedly rolled her eyes. “Maybe you just say you’re dangerous.” She licked her lips again. “Too many men claim to be the real thing but fail to meet expectations.” The Queen Mother nodded slowly. “A rarity…and a delight.” She smiled again.

Slowly, she threw off the last of her meager coverings. Fully joining Wodan in the sand. The mask stayed in place while the rest became a pile of discarded clothing. “It does feel nice.” Charlotte turned and smirked. “Are you going to prove how dangerous you are?” A thrill ran up her spine.

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[Wodan]

Wodan watched with anticipation and delight as Charlie slipped out of the small amount of remaining clothes before lying down on the sand beside him. The surf washed over her body leaving small specks of sand across her body glinting in the midday sun. Once again he flashed his sharp canine teeth as she asked for proof of his dangerous nature.

The Force coiled itself around Charlie, at first a light pressure upon her limbs restraining her slightly as Wodan pushed himself up from the sand to lean over her. The pressure would build slightly around her throat, pushing her head back as Wodan’s fingers gripped around the mask covering her face. With a quick yank he pulled the mask free, snapping the small strings holding it in place. His golden iris’ predatory in nature would stare down at the young woman, a low growl washing over her.

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[Charlotte Le'Anna]

There went the mask. Oh well. Charlotte was too immersed in the experience to care. She would explain later…after she was done enjoying herself. She let her mental walls fall, the Darkside rushing to meet Wodan’s own power. The pressure on her neck…her limbs…intoxicating. Charlotte raised on eyebrow. Staring into his golden eyes. “Well…don’t just stare.” She licked her lips. Waiting.

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