Ask This Means War

[Nash]

Location: Umbara Academy
Time: 00:00 Hours

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“Prof, do you copy?” Nash whispered into the commlink on her wrist. This was a plan she hatched after the disastrous Zeltros incident where Vossari pranked everyone. She was hellbent on doing something in return and she dragged Arak into it with threats of bonebreaking if he didn’t come with. She was currently crouched behind a bush, looking towards the classrooms. Nash even painted her face with camo as if that would help in any shape or form. But this was war. She made Arak do the same.

Once he joined her behind the bush, Nash scowled at him, whispering, “Were you followed?” She asked. Nash decided it was probably time to lay out the plan then.

“All right,” She whispered urgently, “Braidz gets in trouble for his graffiti all the time. I’ve been replicating his style. I’m gonna go up to the Dark Lord’s office and draw giant dicks all over her door,” She glared at Arak, “Dick as in penises okay? Lots of highly detailed penises. What I need for you to do is to mindtrick some of the students that are loitering around to clear me a path.”

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak was still fiddling with the piece of ear or whatever the device Smash had given was. He had just finished getting it connected to his phone when he heard her whispering through it. “Yes. Still don’t know why couldn’t mind speak.” Telepathy would’ve been much simpler than what they were doing right now. Plus he would be able to communicate better.

She had asked, well forced, him to join. Under threat of losing his bones or something like that. She had told him to paint his face to which he did. Unsure how this helped their revenge what so ever. He approached her and knelt down behind the bush, “No one saw me.”

He nodded along as she spoke only picking up bits and pieces. She was drawing detailed dicks, lots of dicks, and he was mindtricking students is what he got. He gave her a thumbs up and walked off towards where the students were 'loitering', whatever that was.

Along the way he bumped into some oafish Zabrak, "Hey kid watch where you're going unless you want a beating." He felt like he was familiar somehow but couldn't put a finger on it. He simply peered into his eyes weaving the force into his suggestion, "You want get rid them." He stated pointing at a group of students congregated around the office in question.

The Zabrak stomped off yelling at the acolytes something about being a Champion and some potion master persons favorite. Arak simply shrugged as he spoke into the ear piece, "It done." Before scanning around for any stragglers.

/rolled 17/20

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

“Because I don’t need you sniffing around inside my head, that shit’s freaky,” Nash quipped back when Arak whined about the lack of telepathic conversations.

Nash was always impressed by the Professor’s ability to use mind tricks, which only supported her idea that she didn’t want him inside her head. The guy was far too effective at it. This whole Sith stuff was still strange to her, and most of it felt unnatural despite her own abilities with the Force.

With her coast clear, she took her spray paint cans and quickly shuffled over to the Dark Lord’s door. Nash looked over her shoulder a few times, but the angry Zabrak was more than effective at clearing out the courtyard. She got to work right away, drawing a giant, big, veiny - well you get the idea. It was a magnificent work of art to behold and probably taller and bigger than the Dark Lord herself. This was going to get Vossari in the deepest shit ever and she was here for it.

After she was done, Nash bolted from the crime scene, dropping the empty cans in a trash can near Vossari’s room.

She was beaming by the time she found Arak again, “Dude, she’s gonna eat Braidz alive!” She said excitedly, going for a fist bump which the acosquad taught Arak.

Unfortunately, Dalon wandered back around and forgot he was mindtricked. He spotted Arak as if for the first time, now with Nash. He scowled at them both.

“Detention for being out of bed!” He declared, “You’re both going to the forbidden forest,” He pointed way far out past the academy into the forest where students weren’t allowed with fields of zabrak spine plants, “Go collect vixus extract,” He said, thrusting a datapad into their hands with the detention details.

“But-” Nash began.

“It’s this or a Code Red,” Dalon sneered.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak simply shook his head at her response. He wouldn’t delve through the mind of someone he liked. That was only for annoyances or rivals. But he wouldn’t push it, if she didn’t want to oh well. He could just continue trying to talk to her.

He didn’t really pay attention to the artwork until she called out to him. He met her fist bump looking at the ‘penis’. “That looks odd.” He couldn’t out right say his looked different but still couldn’t stop the comment from escaping his lips.

He turned as he heard the oaf approaching them. Did he have to mouth breathe so loud? He was half tempted to mind trick him again but stopped when he heard code red. He bowed to Dalon, “Won’t take long.” Then grabbed Nash by the arm and pulled her away before she could argue.

He stopped outside the forest and tried to read the datapad. He let out a huff before handing it to Nash. “What’s say?” He hoped she kept it simple enough for him to understand or he’s just going to rush through the forest grabbing every unique plant.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

When Arak said her perfect and marvelous depiction of a dick looked odd, she turned to look at him, gaze flicking down and up with a suspicious brow raised. However, she made no comment about it as she had no desire to learn what kind of weird shit he was packing.

It was a good thing the Professor yanked her away because she was, in fact, preparing to argue very vocally with Dalon. Doubtless it would have gotten them both in Code Red, so his quick thinking got them out of immediate danger. However, this did mean that Nash turned her aggression on Arak, glaring at him before shoving him into the tree behind him. It wasn’t enough to hurt him. She snatched the datapad out of his hand, rapidly reading it.

“What the fuck?! This is detention for Dalon,” Nash said, “Detention assigned by Master Azar Kressh,” She growled, “That motherfucker is making us serve his detention!” She hissed as she slammed the datapad against the tree till it shattered. After she finally cooled off, she exhaled slowly, knowing there was little they could do but keep going into the woods, “We are getting blood from a giant tentacle monster,” She rattled off. Thanks to her tantrum, they didn’t have details beyond that. Oops.

Nash walked off into the creepy woods, looking at all the bioluminescent flora. She stared at it for a moment before she was immediately bored, popping one of her EZPods in and blasting some music. Before long, she was singing along and stepping to the beat.

“Aww my man, let me introduce you to a world of auditory ecstasy,” She said as she popped her spare EZPod into Arak’s ear as the chorus of the song rang out.

“Beatt ittt! Beat itttt! No one wants to be defeated!” She shuffled along, strumming her hands along as if playing an invisible guitar.

Once it got to the guitar solo, the air guitar performance went up as well. Nash pretended she was on stage, fingers gliding across the fretboard and she picked the strings, even adjusting the imaginary whammy bar now and then. In concert with the solo, she did the finale by sliding her hand along the fretboard.

Of course, while she was entirely distracted, the leaves began to rustle not too far away from them…

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak was fully prepared to be attacked when she shoved him into the tree. He looked at her surprised when she just snatched the datapad away and angrily read it. He mostly ignored most of her rant till a familiar name popped up. “Kressh?” He practically perked up immediately. Some of the only people he could call friends from Korriban were Kressh members. Did one of them also come to the academy? No, it was a Master, all of his friends were his age. He did make sure to note the name down and remember to look into it.

He flinched slightly when she slammed the datapad into the tree thinking he was finally catching retribution. “Tentacle Monster? What that?” Taking blood from something wasn’t a bother to him some of his families cult rituals required sacrifices and blood collection. But a monster that he never knew of that peaked his curiosity.

He followed beside her looking around until he noticed her singing and dancing. His gaze settled on her as she did not knowing the song she was singing to. When she popped her earbud in his ear he at first was completely unsure on the music but he slowly began to move his head to the beat. It was nothing like the music at home and yet it was still enjoyable to him.

He watched her sort of mesmerized as she began following the guitar solo. If he didn’t know better he would’ve thought she was the one playing in the song. He was in awe and wondered if she was this good with the actual instrument it was an interesting idea. Due to him being enamored by her performance he also didn’t hear the leaves rustling as a Mantorr wandered out and looked at the two students before slowly making its way over.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Nash was thrilled to see that Arak was actually getting into the music, “Hell yeah! We’re gonna go through a bunch of Jichael Mackson songs after this,” She declared. She had to open this guy’s eyes to a whole new galaxy of music. Clearly he was way too sheltered.

Nash’s little concert was interrupted when an overgrown chicken wandered over towards them. It looked terrifying so Nash jumped and reacted on impulse, swinging in with a solid punch to its face. The punch found purchase and the beast took the direct hit and dropped to the ground, momentarily stunned.

“YEAH! Come get some, Mother Clucker!” Nash yelled cheerfully, bouncing around the beast, “Up top!” She said as she held her hand for a high five for Arak, knowing full well he didn’t get her insanely clever and just absolutely amazing name joke.

Their victory was short lived because soon enough a bunch of Mantorr began to burst out of the forest to give chase after her initial hit. Nash’s eyes widened, “Oh shit! RUN!” She screamed, grabbing the Professor’s wrist to practically drag him along as she bolted through the forest. Neither of them had a sense of direction, so they only wandered deeper into the dark and eerie forest with a slew of angry Mantorr chasing after them. They both still had their EZPods in and Nash's music kept shuffling through oldies, settling on another song while they ran for their lives.

Roll to slug the chicken: 18/20

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak gave her a genuine smile when she mentioned going through more of this music. He was always open to learning new things especially something that would bring him joy like this interesting music. "I look forward to it!" He excitedly exclaimed back. Everything back home was so formal so he was excited to listen to something more upbeat.

Arak was still fully concentrated on Nash's concert. So he didn't notice the beast wandering up on them at first. Suddenly he saw Nash jump and attack grabbing for his dagger as he turned and saw the creature knocked out. He relaxed his hand walking over towards the creature examining it as he laid there.

He was drawn out of his examination by Nash's cheerfully bouncing around the beast before holding her hand out for a high five. Arak gave her a high five before crouching down. He was about to take out his lightsaber to cut off the creatures horn and use it to experiment with.

Suddenly he heard a commotion from behind as Nash grabbed him and began dragging him along with her as she ran. They weaved through the dark, eerie forest with no direction as the Mantorr herd chased them. They entered into a foggy marshland area and as the made their way deeper in they would notice that the pursuers had stopped at the edge and turned around.

"Why they stop?" Arak questioned, pointing back towards where the Mantorr had retreated. His guard had immediately went up at the sight and he was frantically scanning the area. "We go back. Have bad feeling." The aura of the area had changed quickly. They would stumble on a small group of corpses in odd armor that was painted in white and blue. The area was silent minus their foot steps.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Was that a real smile on the Professor's face? Nash didn’t think the dude was capable. Unfortunately she didn’t get the chance to rib him about it on account of being chased by chickens.

She was relieved that the Mantorr were no longer following, but that was soon squashed by the Professor pointing out that was suspicious. She opened her mouth to argue, but as usual the guy had a point. Damn it, why did he always make sense? It was starting to get on her nerves. Nash gave an irritated huff, glancing down to spot the bits of armor. She couldn’t deny the eerie feeling, and for once she agreed that it was best to be quiet and leave. As much as she didn’t like it, she decided to try the whole telepathy thing.

Arak would hear her voice echo within his thoughts.

‘Testing…testing…mic check.. mic check… all right cool,’ She confirmed once she was sure she was doing the creepy Force shit correctly, ‘I think this is the battlefield Master Arko was teaching us about in history class. The one that’s gonna be on the final in a few weeks,’ She was impressed she even remembered it.

Nash crouched down and dusted off some of the armor, picking up a helmet. Many clone troopers had died here a long time ago, and it felt surreal to stumble upon this site. The Force loomed here unnaturally because of the trauma that occurred.

‘I think…I think the thing that killed all these people..is exactly what we’re looking for,’ Nash concluded with a sense of dread.

As if on cue, a tentacle rose out of nowhere and slammed into her, bodily launching her back as if she were nothing more than a rag doll.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak was staying behind Smash as in terms of brute force she was number 1 currently. He was much better acting in a supportive role. When they got to the armor his body tensed up. This was a battle site of some kind from the look of it. It wasn't recent as all that seemed to be left was more armor than corpse.

He was trying to decipher where they might be when he heard Smash speak to him telepathically. Oh really, it's ok when it her idea. "Now you want to do this?!" He let out an annoyed huff both physically and in the Force. "Oh yeah, the one from the uh, clone wars, I think it was."

He was trying to remember the details of the battle. It was between a clone army and droid army. One of the commanders was a traitor. And the wildlife claimed almost as many lives as the fighting. He watched as Nash picked up the helmet, it was surreal staring at a piece of history so closely.

"Could something be alive for all this time? Wouldn't it starve with the wildlife avoiding the area?" He was still looking at the helmet when he notice something attack Smash. She came flying towards him and as he tried to dodge he slipped. She slammed right into him pinning him under her, "Please get off I don't want to die in this swamp." He tried to roll her off of him but his grip kept slipping and he was avoiding grabbing anything that would risk his life.

The beast's tentacles began flailing around grabbing the corpses trying to find the two acolytes. It was harder to find something on the ground amongst bodies than expected. It's grabbing slowly inched towards them and it would get them if they didn't recover.

/rolled a 2/20 for dodging Nash

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Nash didn’t even realize she landed on Arak at first until he started squirming under her, “I’m trying!” She snapped back as Arak complained about her moving. Nash scrambled to get up, seeing the tentacles flying all around and corpses being thrown.

“GIVE ME YOUR SABER!” She shrieked suddenly, recalling he had an actual weapon. Unlike him being cautious, she had no qualms with reaching back and grasping around till she could grab at his saberhilt. Unfortunately, she managed to grab at practically everything but the hilt. Time was up and one of the tentacles coiled around her ankle and yanked her up to dangle her upside down.

“Oh come ON!” Nash yelled, hanging upside down, “I’m in a kinky hensai video without any of the fun..” There was no stopping a Nash joke even while she was briefly stuck there. She attempted to reach for the vibroblade on her hip, but she kept failing at it with the tentacle swinging her around like a rag doll before it began to lower her towards its jaws.

“DO SOMETHING, PROF, BEFORE I PUKE FROM MOTION SICKNESS!”

roll: 5/20 to do anything useful..

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Nash started to began getting up when she suddenly shrieked about his saber. Normally he would have no qualms with a fine woman grabbing all over him, but right now was not the situation for it. Suddenly she grabbed the wrong thing, "THAT'S THE WRONG SABER!" He shrieked back before she could yank.

Suddenly she was the one yanked away by the monster. He tried to reach out and grab her but slipped once again. Damn muddy ass ground. He had to slowly get up from the ground to not risk slipping again. He was distracted by her comment on the video. What is hensai and how is it kinky?

He began to notice that it was going to eat her, and not in the good way. While he would have normally cut his loses and run. The prospect of Smash being eaten by this swamp monster enraged him. His yellow eyes seemed to turn molten as his glare turned to the monster.

He unleashed his rage at the beast, as lightning arced out from his finger tips. He screamed in agony as the flesh from his fingertips began to peel away. The blood dripping into the water as his skin smoked and fizzled. He collapsed after a few seconds, the beast was reeling from the assault and dropped Nash. It was steaming and smelt of burnt flesh.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

While Nash was stuck and being waved around, she decided to sing along to the song playing in her EZPod called Nabooian Rhapsody with her creative inputs, “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a tentacle..no escape from this gravity! Open my eyes, look up to the ground and seeeeeee –“ It was then that she noticed the beast’s giant maw about to eat her, “-AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Genuine fear tore through her as she flailed around helplessly in a panic. She hadn’t seen the jaws before and suddenly realized she was seconds from death. In the corner of her eye she saw a surge of lightning, followed by the tentacle suddenly releasing her.

Nash landed with a thud, but she rolled over and finally had her vibrosword out, swinging it to cut through the tentacle and take a piece to complete the detention. She ran towards Arak who collapsed on the ground, using her strength to hoist him to his feet and take him away from the marsh.

“What did you do?! Why did you use lightning you idiot?!” Nash yelled, remembering all the warnings and lessons their teachers gave against using it as an acolyte. She had observed a river running through the forest on their walk over. She had no medpack on her, but the cool, running stream was the only recourse for now. She crouched down and brought Arak down with her, guiding his injured hand into the cool water.

“You know we’re not supposed to use lightning, Arak, why the fuck did you do that?” Nash asked, using his name for the first time since they met. Her mind was racing, both from almost dying and also from the uneasy feeling of someone saving her. It felt like one of her own punches slammed into her chest and left her reeling. The last time someone had done this was when that tall human male rescued her from the Crimson Dawn agent. Her entire life had been spent only looking out for herself. It took her a moment to realize she came across yelling at Arak due to the cultural barrier.

“I’m not..mad at you..” She said quietly, her tone shifting, “I didn’t intend for you to get hurt because of me..” Nash said quietly. It took her a moment to realize she was still holding Arak’s hand in the water and she quickly withdrew hers back. She lightly shoved him to reclaim her street cred while glaring in the opposite direction. Couldn’t let anyone see her soft.

“The infirmary is closed but I have a med kit in my dorm room if you’re good to go,” She said as she lit up a cigarra, still calming down from the traumatic incident.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak had his arm wrapped around Nash's shoulder as she helped him out of the marsh. His gaze was locked on his injured hand, he should've been ecstatic. He finally used lightning, his gaze shifted to Nash, yet his weakness almost cost her life. "I..I didn't want you to die." He whispered, he couldn't help feeling guilty, if only he was more attuned to the Force he would've sensed it, prevented it from surprising them, stopped it from grabbing her. But all he could do was watch as it unfolded.

His had was given some relief as the cool water rushed over it. He was drained from using the unfamiliar ability, and the injury it caused. "I didn't mean to." He said staring at his hand in the water. "It just happened." He watched the red streaks in the water from his blood. Her question repeated in his head, why did he do it? He could've left and been perfectly fine, but he didn't, he injured himself for another persons wellbeing. This wasn't him, this wasn't the Pureblood intent on claiming dominion over his family's holdings. Who was this person he saw in the reflection of the water? The one who risked himself for another. "I did it, for you." He mumbled after a few moments of silence after he had his internal struggle.

He was to shocked to notice if she had seemed angry. It seemed that while Arak had been blaming himself she was doing the same. He turned his head to say something when she lightly shoved him, a small smile forming. As she mentioned having a med kit he looked down at his still bleeding hand, "Blood will attract beasts. Must cover bleeding first."

He began looking over both of them to try and find some loose fabric. Seeing none he pulled out his dagger and sliced off one of the arms of his shirt. He wrapped it around the bleeding parts of his hand. He turned to look at her, "I'm ready." Then began to try and stand on his own, struggling yet succeeding.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Nash was caught off guard by him just staring at the water, his thoughts far away. Normally he asked her to translate something or take everything literally. For a moment, he wasn’t even on the planet, his gaze lingering on the water and his own reflection. When he finally spoke and said he did it for her, Nash’s eyes widened. She chewed on the inside of her lip, sitting there in silence and looking away as her mind and thoughts began to race. This was new and unfamiliar territory and, quite frankly, a little terrifying. For a long moment, there was nothing but the chirping of insects and critters all around them, the bioluminescent flora lighting up the lines of their faces.

“Y-Yeah? Well don’t,” She said moodily, projecting her voice tougher than she felt, “I get into trouble a lot and will just get you killed,” Nash said gruffly, thankful for the topic change when he talked about the blood. She quickly shook out of her thoughts and helped wrap the hand, letting him lean against her to walk back towards the dorms. Lightning like that was enough to tap out some Champions, let alone an acolyte.

Once they arrived at her door, she opened it to reveal that she scored a room of her own without a roommate since she was a mid-semester transfer. Her room was completely lined with everything that spoke to her personality. The walls had posters of famous Huttball players and MMA fighters. His guess was correct - there were two guitars propped against the wall, an electric and an acoustic. On a side table was a big container with a measly amount of credits with a label that said ‘Huttball Tournament Fund’. Clearly she was making little progress towards her big dream of attending a tournament game. Her HoloTv was still left on from when she was playing a shooter game, logged out into the lobby.

“Okay, sit there,” She said, motioning for him to sit near her desk. Nash dug through her things, retrieving her medkit. She grimaced as she unwrapped his makeshift bandaging, “This looks bad,” Nash said bluntly before she began to dab away at the wounds, sitting across from him, “Once I have a saber of my own, just watch, I’ll kick some ass,” Nash said with a smirk as she worked on his injuries, applying bacta and bandaging it properly.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak sat in silence as Nash seemed to trail off after his comment. The chirping of the wildlife was oddly peaceful paired with the slight rumble from the flowing water. The glow of the flora added to the peacefulness of it all. It was broken by her words causing Arak to go from taking in their surroundings to looking at her.

He listened to her trying to dissuade him from repeating his action. Which thinking back to his hand he couldn't exactly disagree with the idea, "But who watch you back?" He knew she wasn't useless but he was slowly learning that having people to cover your weaknesses was beneficial. She helped him wrap the wound even if he didn't need it. He tried to walk on his own but his body was much to weak to do so, causing him to lean on her the whole way back.

When she opened her door he quickly realized she didn't have a roommate and was slightly jealous. Hearing Brad go on and on about sports and various other droning topics got annoying until he just mind tricked him into being mute for a few hours of peace. He recognized a couple of the Huttball players by name only from Brad. He saw the two guitars and his face lit up. She did know how to play! "Can you show me later?" He asked, pointing at the guitars. He looked at her Tv trying to understand what was on it.

He was pulled away by her telling him to sit down. He took the seat and held out his hand as she walked over with the kit. When she bluntly said it was bad he gave a sheepish laugh, "My bad." He winced as she began dabbing at it. "You don't need one to. You do that with hands." He watched as she applied the bacta and bandages. His expression slightly lowering as he stared at his hand. He didn't understand why as a Pureblood he couldn't control the Force. He grew up utilizing it, yet still somehow injured himself like someone lesser would've.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

“I watch my own back,” Nash said to him as she gazed into his eyes, “I always have. No other choice,” She admitted, thinking back to her life on Nal Hutta. The thought of anyone else looking out for her was unthinkable. On top of that, she never thought to find it in the Sith Order of all places. She knew enough about how they operated to know it was every man for himself. Which was why Arak’s actions completely threw her for a spin.

“There are no heroes in the Sith,” Nash said quietly as she gazed down at his bandaged hand, “It only gets you killed,” She added as she glanced up to meet his yellow gaze again.

Nash followed his line of sight to her guitars, smirking, “I can show you now,” She said as she walked over and grabbed her acoustic, “Have you ever played before?” Nash asked before she grabbed a pick and began to play a tune she had grown to love. It was relaxed, tender and beautiful.

“So what kinda hobbies do you have?” Nash asked after a moment, “Not that I give a shit,” She quickly added, “You know, just wondering,” She shrugged vaguely before returning to her playing.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Her words drew him back to Korriban. She was right, growing up even though he was surrounded by family he was on his own. No one was there to watch his back or take on challenges with him. Even when him and his siblings seemed to get along there was the internal scheming to come out on top of the others.

He met her gaze, “I don’t want be normal Sith.” He stated, what was the point of all the infighting. His species was on the brink of blinking out of existence and yet they still tear each other down to rise up. “I not going to be hero, but I won’t abandon who I care for even if I die.” He wanted to be different. He wanted to institute a change even if only for the future generations of his family.

His excited expression got even brighter as she grabbed the guitar and offered to play right now. “No, I always loved hearing though.” He listened to the beautiful music she began playing. He began lightly dancing along to it, the dance was more of a formal one than party one but it matched the song and he was quite good at it.

He stopped dancing and had to think about her question. Hobbies, those were things you do for fun right? “I like learning and exploring new things, I really like seeing new planets and different places, I like dancing especially if with good partner, I uh haven’t done enough to know really.” His childhood didn’t leave room for him to have hobbies. Most of the things he’s genuinely enjoyed have been slowly introduced to him since he left Korriban. He could mention all the scheming and manipulation he did but that wasn’t for enjoyment but survival.

“What about you? Besides musician and singer.” He was curious to know more about her interests. Something that was new and scary for him. Normally he kept people distant so it was easier to forget them.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

His words sent her reeling all over again. Nash opened and closed her mouth a few times to tell him he was crazy, but no words came out. She looked for signs of posturing, but she had been around him enough to know when he was dead serious. The twi’lek had no idea how to respond and she was glad she had her guitars here to fiddle with whenever her mind raced too much, “Well…thanks for helping me..” She muttered quietly, “I’d be dead without you,” Nash said, still in disbelief, “That lightning was really cool,” She said with a smirk, “I don’t think even champions can say they were able to fry a vixus.”

Nash was focused briefly on playing, but when he stood up and started to dance, her eyes widened. Her fingers worked of their own accord, the music flowing despite her eyes remaining on him. She was stunned by the movements, the practiced steps and the way he adapted so easily to a musical piece he likely never heard before. Like he had been with her air guitar, she was entranced by the dance that was beautiful to behold and surprisingly graceful.

It took her a moment to realize he was speaking again and she cleared her throat and returned to looking at her guitar. She was idly strumming as she heard him out, “Well I don’t know how to dance,” She said with a sheepish grin, “Nothing like what you just did anyway. That was…really nice..” She mumbled as she fiddled with one of her lekku, “Where did you learn it?”

She actually gave a little laugh at his question, “I’m no singer, trust me,” Nash said, “But I also practice a martial art called Teras Kasi,” She explained, “I used to fight in the pits on Nal Hutta to make credits. It’s my dream to try and be a Huttball player in one of the games,” Nash said gleefully, pointing to the container for the tournament fund, “But since being selected as a player is tough, I’m trying to save up money so I can go see a tournament. It’s really expensive,” Nash said with a sigh.

She suddenly sprang up to stand, turning to the Holo and switching it, “Oh dude you have to watch a game,” Nash said cheerfully, walking over to plop down on the couch, “Okay, so this game..” And she would go on to explain the entire game, the players, the weapons, the violence, all of it with a surprising amount of patience. She switched the game on to one of her favorite matches that featured the Raging Bull, Krazy Kel and other legendary names.

@Javier esschoolbus

 

[Arak Ragnos]

Arak blinked as she actually thanked him. It was something he never expected. He looked to the side, "Your welcome." He mumbled back, perking up as she mentioned his use of the lightning. "I wish no injure hand." He wanted to try to learn to use it regularly. "Can you help me train? I want to get better."

He quirked a brow as she mentioned not knowing to dance. He went to speak when she begun talking again. He once again looked in disbelief as she complimented his dancing. "I learned it from my family. I can teach you if you teach me." He said pointing at her guitar. He was never allowed to 'waste' time learning instruments.

He thought back to earlier when she was singing and actually begun laughing. "Yeah, I surprised monster no drop you because it." He tried to think if he heard of this Teras Kasi. He threw her a confused look as she began talking about Huttball. Before he had a chance to ask about Huttball she was jumping up and turning on the tv.

He plopped down on the couch next to her and began watching the game. She answered any questions he had and he slowly began to get into it. It slightly reminded him of the arena fights back home, maybe he could organize a Huttball team on Korriban. He couldn't help notice that passion she had while explaining the game or the odd amount of patience she was having with him.

As the game came to an end he turned to look at her, "I can help you go see game. I'll talk our way in." He said shrugging, he couldn't deny the appeal of seeing one in person.

@Sreeya