Thread: Star Wars: The Eclipse before the Dawn (Corsair and Xana)

Excellent! Corralis exclaimed, clapping his hands together. I will have my assistant contact you when we get the details of the meeting. I think you will find that the CIS pro-business stance will align with your interests. It is, after the reason the trade federation and the banking clan have allied with them. But enough politics, tonight, The senator insisted, refilling his glass and offering Quentin some more. I have to say, I am quite pleased you and Vynne accepted my invitation. Is it difficult for you, to know so many have seen and enjoyed your wifes performances? Or do you enjoy the thought, that so many others want the woman you possess? He gave Quentin a moment to respond, sipping at his drink before continuing. I should admit, I was hoping youd be open to the idea of letting your wife put on a performance for us. I doubt money could sway you, but I have considerable power and pull, and favors from me can be even more valuable than money. Think about it, and ask your wife. Or does she like it better when you dont? the senator laughed darkly at that, Come, lets not leave them waiting any longer. Since she began working alongside Quentin, Kaydia had become quite adept at juggling her presence and her perception, especially when they had to be in different places. Like in this case, when she was answering questions for a group of admirers in the study, while follow Quentins conversation in the library. They often had to make use of this setup, one of them playing distraction while the other pursued their goal, and they were very good at it. So while the Senator confessed his separatist leanings with Quentin, she sipped at her wine, cleansing it from her system as it went down. She didnt need to be drunk, after all. Even if it did seem the intentions of room. Hoping to leverage drunken behavior into a repeat performance. But drinking wine let her focus on the treason that the Senator was admitting to Quentin, digging his own grave with each word. And then there was the bombshell, offering a meet with Count Dooku. That was a double edge sword. A meet with the Sith lord at the center the conspiracy. A Sith Lord, the one who had trained the Baronet. A man who was powerful while he was still a Jedi, and was terrifying now that he had embraced the dark side. They had grown stronger, together, since the confrontation on Ziost, but were they really ready to come face to face with a Sith Lord? And what about the family they were supposed to be starting? So you enjoyed the shoot? The question pulled her away from her concerns. Kaydia laughed playfully, remembering the excitement, the passion of having Quentin before a crowd, and the way the merakuya made everything more sensitive. Still, she answered with a restrained, Well, as much as anyone enjoys their work. Or perhaps a touch more. You must have quite a taste for pain, A woman asked, with dark eyes, dark hair, and fair skin. She was a few years older than Kaydia, and rather striking. Emphasized by the leer she was giving her. Well, a little pain can enhance pleasure, the same way spice can turn a dish into an exquisite experience for the senses, Kaydia explained, feeling the lust of room focusing on her now. It edged on distressing, dark in its hunger, but she maintained composure. Now that they had what they needed, they could leave soon. It didnt have to go any further. Once more there was real joy and relief on her face as Quentin joined her once more. Slipping under the protection of his arm, not because she couldnt protect herself, but because felt darkness rising in her. Darkness roiling as she felt appraised like an object before the crowd, and she fear that if she were pushed, that darkness might just lash out. But Quentin always centered her, and she needed that now. Well, if everyone is quite comfortable, why dont we start the show? Corralis called, dimming the lights and starting up the Holovid.