He chuckled. Before speaking."Very well." He said slowly, finishing his glass before Dropping it, now it was more terrible then ever, he took another glass, this one contained stronger liquor and he begun to drink it slowly, Holding on to the table for support. He stopped, and spoke."IF I win, I will tell you about myself either way." He half lied.
"What a gentleman," teased Bordeaux. "I guess that forces me to do the same."
Bordeaux grabbed for a glass, but her fingers felt it in the different location than she saw. Concluding her vision was being impaired, she calculated the difference and grabbed the glass, slowly rising it to her lips, drinking the glass. As to try to hide the true reasons for her slowness, she smiled as she drank the contents of the glass, then smacked her lips.
He smiled before looking over and speaking grabbing another glass before speaking.” Maybe we should call it a draw, rest up. And talk about our pastes and ourselves?” He asked slowly gulping the glass down his throat. Holding the table with both his hands now for support.
"Normally I'd refuse but what the hell," said Bordeaux. "Sure. You're the first man I've ever challenged that has lasted this long. So, what do you want to know? I'm a security consultant for DICE. I was a Jedi padawan but I left the Order when the Alsakan Crisis began. Good riddance. They were, as my father use to say..." Bordeaux paused to remember her father. It was a bit ironic. She had been distant with her father yet she mourned him more than anyone else. She then regained herself. "'Hypocritical monks'."
Bordeaux reached for another glass but decided against it. She didn't want to get even more drunk. She had no illusions of what Valance desired right now; his jokes had confirmed it.
"Normally I'd refuse but what the hell," said Bordeaux. "Sure. You're the first man I've ever challenged that has lasted this long. So, what do you want to know? I'm a security consultant for DICE. I was a Jedi padawan but I left the Order when the Alsakan Crisis began. Good riddance. They were, as my father use to say..." Bordeaux paused to remember her father. It was a bit ironic. She had been distant with her father yet she mourned him more than anyone else. She then regained herself. "'Hypocritical monks'."
Bordeaux reached for another glass but decided against it. She didn't want to get even more drunk. She had no illusions of what Valance desired right now; his jokes had confirmed it.
Valance, finished the glass placing it down, he leaned on the chair and spoke."I am a mercenary, I hire solders for protection. I have a lot of Money, I am A Person that has power. Anyways, there is not much about me just to say the less. Anyways, what were you saying about Jedi?" He question giving a successful wink towards her.
Changing the subject was the best thing to do at his state, and his eyes were lock on the female's nothing below or above, just at he eyes.
Bordeaux noticed the quick change of subject. Apparently, Valance didn't want to talk about something, probably having something to hide. She decided to play along.
"My father, Dezmonariero Nnitrilyaje, was originally a Jedi Knight," explained Bordeaux. "When I was... I think two, my godmother sent me to the Jedi Order to train. I lived with the Jedi Order for about ten years, until the Alsakan Crisis started. I was one of the many who left during that time. Since then, I've been out of contact with the Jedi Order, expect the occassional run-ins and when the Jedi Order does business with DICE. That's about it."
He sighed, as the snipers kept there Lock."Shall we go rest." He said a bit dis tracked before rephrasing the word."What I mean is, Maybe you should rest while I tell my life story?"He asked slowly.
He moved, towards his bedroom, and waved the his hand towards her to go if she went first, he would signal one of the snipers to go around to scope on his side of the window, before closing the door speaking."Once your rested, tomorrow I will tell my story, you need to rest, and anit those clothing tight on you? I have a pair that I can give for free." ]He tossed himself on the bed, relaxing his muscles. Nor did he let his clumsy guard down.
Valance had awake, he stood up. And then looked at himself, grabbing a blanket fast. He covering his whole lower body."What the bloody hell? Happened last night." He went towards the shower, and thought. That happened. making his way towards the shower he stood on the opposition side speaking."What happened last night between us was not, I was not aware of what I was doing." he thought, he now thought even harder in what had occurred last night, It was disposable but sounded sane.
"Your position? Great, I thought I just had impregnated a female. Anyways, are you going to get dressed, although you do have a nice body seduction does not affect me." he said truthfully, He was the Captain of the Hutt army, He was trained for ingenuous peruses and methods.
"Now, Captain Hot-Blooded, you'll hurt my feelings," she teased. Bordeaux got serious. "Don't worry, I'll be done shortly."
Bordeaux dried herself off, hoping Valance was looking the other way. She then clothed herself. She felt rejuvenated.
"Now, what will you do now?" inquired Bordeaux. "Throw me out the door like some whore? Have your snipers shoot me?" Her eyes narrowed. "Yes, that's right. I know all about your snipers since the moment we arrived her."
Valance was shocked just how much did he give away, he did look away then turned his eyes on hers. "How much did I tell you, while I do not recall remembering that I told you. Second I already knew you knew about my snipers, The Force knows all." He gave a cocky looked he looked at her and spoke."I would Kick you out seeing as you would no longer be of use, Or you can tell me why I should Keep you in this house, I am giving you a minute to explain before I turn this house into a flaming cockpit." He cost her a serous look. His gaze came at her more voiceless angry drew, yet he restrained himself from harming her.
"You spilled everything," she joked. "Your career. Your military secrets. Your personal life. Everything." She laughed. "No, you didn't say much. You claimed to be a 'mercenary', even though your attire clues in that you're a Hutt captain; your lightsaber and your recent mention of the Force suggest that you're Force sensitive. You bragged about money, meaning either you're arrogant, a thief or con artist, or you're very successful in your job. I'd say it's probably the last one. You have snipers ready to kill me, suggesting either you're important or very paranoid; maybe both." She grinned. "For the most part, you barely said anything useful except your name and that you love to drink. Most was through observations. And of course, if your memory isn't corrupted too much by alcohol, you'll remember me telling you about myself; you reacted by the mention of the Jedi, suggesting you're enemies, thus solidifying the theory of you being with the Hutt Empire. That's about it. Savy?"
Lightsaber did she just say lightsaber? He went with ease and hoping his speed picked up due to the close range with an surprising he if grabbed successfully, he grabbed her by the throat, and slammed her on the wall."Where's the Lightsaber? ANSWER ME!" He said choking her harder, angry drew through able to control he subdued his grip a bit."Where is my lightsaber. Answer me you bloody.."HE could not make up the words, as he would release her, angry filled him."You may stay."He said after turning around and laying her leaned on the wall."I if I find Out your lieing if I told you about my Life, Condition yourself Dead, or on the run with ten million bounty, and I will make sure that happens if your lieng about my life."He coughed, leaning on the wall pissed. Yet some where in his heart he loved this woman as if she was his child.
Bordeaux was not very happy with being pushed around. However, she was not too pissed about it since it confirmed her hypotheses. He's paranoid and important; he probably worked for the Hutts, since they were one of the few factions to offer such high bounties.
Bordeaux strode past Valance and pointed at the living room where Bordeaux and Valance had been drinking the night before. She pointed to a cyclindrical object next to Valance's jacket on the table.
"Isn't that your lightsaber there?" she said matter-of-factly. She grinned. "And for the record, I don't like it rough in the bathroom, only the bedroom," she said, trying to make light of Valance's outburst.