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Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria came from a wealthy family, her mother was a politician, her father an admiral himself before he retired, but had passed away only two years ago. Her mother had died when she was young, leaving her to be raised by her father. He'd been a hard man, but she was grateful to all the things he had taught her, that he had ensured she would always be able to take care of herself. They had maybe never felt a deep love for one another, not like how most people experienced with their parents or children, it had been more of a sense of duty and responsibility. He had had a responsibility to her as a father, and she had had a duty to him as his daughter. She supposed she'd been fond of him, but their relationship had been very much professional. But she had grown up in rather posh and luxurious surroundings, this was nothing compared to the home she had lived in for much of her youth, it was more than enough for her though. Her years in the military had taught her what was really worth bothering over and what wasn't. If acquiring comfortable surroundings proved too much of an inconvenience, then she wouldn't do it. As it were though, most of the items had come her way very much by chance. Valeria knew though that Mandalorians lived a far more Spartan lifestyle, so she wasn't surprised when he declined to sit down and instead remained standing. She herself settling into the chaise, leaning against the raised back, propped slightly on one elbow, her legs curled under her. She looked very much at home, like a queen in her domain. She listened to him though as he spoke, inclining her head a little, I understand, She told him quietly. She shifted a little and pushed some of her black hair out of her face, studying him for a moment, her eyes running over him. She didn't bother to hide the trace of her gaze, but the intent of it was hard to read, it could be entirely clinical, or not. She'd always found Mandalorians rather dashing though, and Adden ws particularly so. Now, She broke her gaze to look at his face, I'll provide you with whatever it is you may need, lodgings, a ship, equipment. If you need anything in particular, you can either ask me directly or submit a request through our acquisitions office, whichever you prefer. She pursed her lips, Know though that of course any of the ships I give you do have tracers on them, standard procedure, and, she tilted her head slightly, know that just as if I break our agreement, you will not hesitate to default to your contact, if you break our agreement, I won't hesitate to kill you either. And do not mistake that I cannot. I do not take betrayal lightly.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn watched her as she relaxed, unable to help but notice how the position she was in highlighted her form. He might not have had a clue what the piece of furniture she was on was, but it certainly aided in making her appear far more feminine. His eyes moved to her face then and he could not help but notice how she was looking him over. He arched an eyebrow slightly, wondering what she was thinking. Was she looking at his weapons? His armor? He had to wonder a bit what had caught her notice. But his eyes were brought back to hers when she spoke again, saying that he would have whatever he needed. Adenn nodded slightly, then said to her softly, I already have my own ship. However I will need to go and retrieve it, he informed her. He was not about to take a ship from her that had a tracking device installed on it. He knew all to well that a skilled slicer could hijack a signal of a given craft and use it for their own purposes. However the idea of having access to other weapons and equipment was somewhat appealing. He might find at least one or two items he could use. The conversation to a quick turn however as she brought up the contract issue. He listened to her, then nodded slightly at her promise to meet betrayal with the same violence that he had. He considered for a moment, then nodded again, Then it seems to me like we understand each other admiral, he said to her. He considered for a moment, then asked her, I suspect that you will not be trusting me implicitly right away. Not that I can blame you. But I must say that you really should not be living in such an obvious spot aboard the ship.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria nodded when he said he already had a ship, he simply needed to retrieve it, I will have a transport take you to do that by the end of the day then. She would have to figure out some other way to keep tabs on him. She had an extensive network of spies, but that wouldn't do for keeping track of a bounty hunter on a mission. He was right in that she would not be trusting him right away, but then, she trusted no one really. Trust was one luxury she could no afford. She watched everyone, from her officers down to her maintenance workers. How he had managed to slip through her net she wasn't sure, but she would have to see to it that this didn't happen again. She blinked slightly and arched a brow at him when he spoke and suggested she not be living in so obvious a sport, a small smile curving her lips. Oh? And what would you suggest instead? She asked him, brushing a bit of fuzz from her thigh absent mindedly, And please, call me Valeria. If we are allies then you aren't required to call me 'Admiral'. Valeria considered the implications of having a Mandalorian at her disposal now, wondering how she should go about testing him, who she should send him after, and when. She would need to think on this. Did she give him a challenge or something she knew he could handle him, which would be a better test? She knew which would put his skills on better display, but which would be better to test his personality, the way his mind worked, and how he would handle taking direction from her.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn chuckled a little bit when she said that she would have a transport take him to his ship. He shook his head a bit, then said to her, First, it is more then a day away. Secondly, I will get it myself in my own good time. He did not want her to think that she controlled him. After all, they were supposed to be allies. He wanted it to be clear that he was not one of her soldiers, to be ordered about. The Mandalorian was his own man and, as such, he would do as he damn well pleased. The Mandalorian could not help but smile a bit when she arched an eyebrow and smiled at him in response to his comment about where she lived. Soon she asked him where he would suggest. The Mandalorian shrugged, then said, Anywhere but here. I mean with all the guards outside and the security you had around the room, it made it fairly obvious. Not only that but this is one of the rooms marked on the diagnostics for ships of this class for officer use. He somewhere unexpected, like tucked in by the engines. Or maybe you could even live in that assault cruiser you had built into the ship during that refit? he suggested. When she said that he should address her by her first name he inclined his head to her slightly out of respect. Valeria... I can do that easily enough, he said, then chuckled a bit, Though I might slip back to calling you admiral occasionally. Those months and months of training I underwent to join your forces made it something of a habit. He considered her silently then, wondering how this had come about. Certainly his respect for her had grown over the time that he had served in her command. He had heard of how she punished officers who mistreated their men, how she expected the best of all her soldiers and gladly rewarded them for jobs well done. Adenn knew how many of her soldiers adored her, especially the fairly large contingent of female soldiers that she had under her command. Most Imperial forces were very male dominated, but that was not the case as much in her forces. The Mandalorian could not help but think how smart that was how... Mandalrian... it seemed to be.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria shrugged a little and tilted her head when he refused her offer of transport to his ship, Very well, I was merely trying to be helpful. That was partially true at least, she was trying to be helpful, but she was also trying to keep an eye on him. She wouldn't push it though. She'd figure out some other way to ensure that he was not simply going to kill her the moment he changed his mind about this. She'd have him killed if she so much as suspected that he was going to betray her. She sat and listened to him as he suggested other places that she might claim as hers besides the obvious officer's quarters. Her lips curled in a smile and she rose a brow though when he suggested the assault cruiser she had had installed on the ship for her own private use, primarily for escape should the ship ever be compromised. But no one was supposed to know about that. Valeria chuckled softly, My, you have been busy haven't you? she shook her head a little, I will bring your suggestion into consideration then. She smiled a little when he forewarned her of possible slip ups involving using her title rather than her name, I'll try not to be offended. Valeria gave a small sigh though and sat up, But if you'll excuse me, I've had a rather long day, if you have no other questions or requests I'd like to be left alone. I'll send an order to have you assigned your own quarters, I don't think you'll be very welcome in the barracks now. She also wanted to send orders to her intelligence units to start hunting down who the nobles were that had hired Adden. They needed to be dealt with. Valeria was a good leader. She could be cruel, she could be a cold-hearted bitch that struck fear and pain into those who drew her ire, but she was not unnecessarily so. She knew the value of morale and loyalty, and she managed to earn it easily. Her men were loyal to her, fond of her even, she never let them forget she was an Admiral and they were her soldiers, but she didn't treat them as if that made them less than human or undeserving of respect. And she treated them all fairly and equally. Perhaps she'd never really been the stuff the Empire wanted anyway, and this was what she was really meant to do.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

I appreciate the thought, Adenn said to her, though it only seemed half courteous, if that. They both knew that she had other reasons behind it, as did he. He was not yet sure if it was good that they distrusted each other or not. Only time would tell if he had made the correct decision or not. But one thing he knew for certain, he did not want her knowing the location of any of his safe havens if he could help it. More then likely he would have to go about finding some new ones now anyway, but the fewer of his old ones she knew about the better. He appreciated how attentive she was when she listened to his suggestions about where she should relocate too. Adenn could not help the smirk that formed on his lips when she chuckled, seemingly in appreciation of what the details he knew about her escape craft. He shrugged a little bit and smiled, Well when you are a technician you get to see the guts of a ship more then you would think. Also it affords you a bit of an excuse to explore places that most people never venture too, he told her. But when she spoke next, explaining that she would like to be left alone he nodded a bit. However, when she said that she would order him to be assigned quarters he could not help but retort, Actually I would rather find my on place on board the ship if you do not mind. I think it might be best if none of your men knew where I was sleeping. He knew well once something was entered into the database aboard ship that it would be accessible to anyone with the proper clearance, that undoubtedly included more then a few Stormtrooper officers. Having said that he put his helmet back on, then said to her, If that will be all, I will take my leave. I will contact you tomorrow.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria pursed her lips a little, looking a little displeased for the first time when he refused to let her assign him a room. His reason was sound, but this was her ship, and she disliked at least not knowing where it was at night he would be sleeping on her ship. Perhaps she was a little territorial, but it had worked for her so far. She said nothing though, deciding it was an issue she could pursue later. So she merely inclined her head, Very well. She watched him grab his helmet and put it on, nodding slightly when he gave his farewell, Tomorrow it is then. And watched him leave. The Admiral sagged slightly once the door had closed behind Adden and stayed closed for a couple seconds, letting out a tired sigh and running a hand over her face. What a day. It certainly hadn't ended anything like she had thought it would. She stood after a moment and went to the comm unit by her door, the first thing she did was request to have something very strong brought to her room, she needed a drink, the second thing was to send out an order to her intelligence unit to see her first thing in the morning. She had some very foolish nobles to flush out and shoot down. The next morning she woke and went through her usual morning routine of stretching and a shower before she dressed in a fresh uniform and pulled her hair back into it's customary pony tail, giving her a far more severe and commanding look. Her day was busy, as usually, starting with her meeting with the head of her intelligence unit, telling him that she didn't care how much money it cost, how long it took, if he wanted to keep his job, if not his life as well, he would find the men who had hired Adden to kill her. Valeria wasn't going to put up with these sniveling little weasels trying to do her in. After that her day was rather run of the mill, her duel life as an Admiral and a Warlord kept her busy if nothing else. Sometimes she did miss her more simple days as a pilot, but she wouldn't really trade this to have that back. Valeria hadn't see hide nor hair of the bounty hunter though, but she suspected he would turn up when he was ready. In the meantime, she decided he had had a point about her choice in location, and decided to look into the places he had suggested she take up instead. First was her private assault cruiser, leaving her guards behind, she boarded and was about to head to the cabin that was hers when she heard what sounded like voices coming from within the ship. Slipping her blaster out of it's holster, she crept down the hall stealthily, finding that the voices were coming from the mess hall, noticing that the lights were on inside as well. Reaching the doorway she peered around carefully, but blinked a bit at what she saw. She could only shake her head and smirk as she walked into the mess hall, holstering her blaster. Making yourself at home?
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn scratched his cheek as he sat up and then stretched. He really was glad that he was done with the entire cover and could be himself now, especially since it meant that he did not have to shave everyday. Hell, he might even grow himself a beard now that he did not have to pretend that he was following all of the dumbass Imperial regulations. The Mandalorian glanced around the room that he had requisitioned for his own use. It was fairly sparse, evidently meant for two minor officers to share, since there were two separate lockers and two beds. His own things, which pretty much just consisted of his armor at this point, were laid out on the other bed. He rose and moved over to the bed, considering for a moment what he should wear... his current state of undress was a bit chilly to go walking around in ship. He picked up his shorts and undershirt, slipping both on before he slipped his feet in his boots. That done he grabbed his gun belt, hanging it over his right shoulder and then snatched his datapad off of his right gauntlet. Adenn moved to the door then, opening it and making his way out into the hallway. He flipped open his datapad and looked over the ships schematics, which he had downloaded from it's database the previous night. After looking them over for a minute or so he decided where he should head to first, then moved off. It did not take him long to make his way to the mess hall, considering the ship was only one hundred meters long and only had three decks. When Aden entered the mess hall, the lights flicking on, he glanced around. Things were pretty barren, but there were two holoscreens on the wall. He moved over and flicked one on, then said to it, Galactic news. An instant later the screen flicked over to a news program. He then turned away from the screen and set the datapad and belt down on a table and moved off again. The Mandalorian found the kitchen quickly enough and set about taking stock. He was rather surprised to find some of the ingredients that were stocked there. She certainly did not skimp on stocking good things. Adenn set about cooking, having an idea for a dish that he had been craving for quite some time. He enjoyed himself as he prepared the ingredients and cooked them, making the dish just like his mother had taught him years and years before. After about forty minutes of prep and cooking he soon had a pot boiling away with a rather pleasant sent coming from it. All of that done he moved back out to the mess hall and sat on one of the stools attached to a table near the holoscreen, leaning back against the table as he watched the news. That was how she found him. Adenn heard the footsteps as she walked into the hall and glanced over at her. He smiled a bit as she approached, noting how she was holstering a blaster. Her comment made him chuckle a bit though and he shrugged, Yes, more so then you know. Making some gi dumpling soup just like my mum used too, he told her. He glanced back at the screen for an instant, then back to her, What about you Valeria? How has your day been?
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria walked over to the table Adden was sitting at, sniffing a little as she went. She wasn't sure what he was cooking but it smelled good. She blinked a little when he told her though, Never had gi dumpling soup... she admitted, moving to sit on the stool next to him, glancing at the holoscreen. When he asked her about her day though she looked at him, quirking a brow. People rarely asked her how her day had been. That level of familiarity with superiors was highly discouraged within the Empire. And though they were no longer a part of the Empire, the training and mentality were still very much there. It was fine, she shrugged, Busy, as usual. She looked back to the holoscreen, leaning back against the table a little, Anything of interest going on? Really, she knew just about anything worth knowing that was going on in the galaxy, especially if it was anywhere near her sector. It was her job to know, but she figured a little conversation couldn't hurt. She glanced at him again out of the corner of her eye, noting again that he was a rather handsome young man. How old he was she wasn't sure, but he seemed to be a few years younger than her.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn nodded a bit when she told him that she had never had gi dumpling soup. I am not surprised, he told her softly, It is a Mandalorian food after all. When she moved over next to him and actually sat down beside him he could not help but arch an eyebrow slightly. She was certainly being more personable then he thought she would have been. He had half been expecting their meetings to be brief and very formalized. However she seemed to rather comfortable around him, despite the fact that he had been intending to kill her the day before. When he asked about her day he noticed how surprised she was. Undoubtedly that was an uncommon occurrence for her. But when she answered him he could not help but smiled a little. I imagine it would be. I can't even begin to think of how much you have to do to run a fleet and a sector both. But undoubtedly part of doing that is finding good subordinates that you can delegate too. The largest command he had ever held was over a squad and that had been hard enough. However Imperial soldiers were not like Mandalorians in his experience, at all, since most of the soldiers seemed to be cowed and used to commands. Mandalorians only accepted leadership from those they respected, which made them far harder to handle. A few moments later an alarm went off. Well, the soup is ready. Would you care to have some? he asked her as he stood. When he did that it became a bit more obvious that the shorts and shirt he was wearing were both rather tight, for they did not leave all that much to the imagination. He was fairly tall and lean, but was obviously muscular. Adenn moved off to the kitchen then, finding a knife to slice up some flurr-cle onion and manak leaves for garnish.
Thread: On the Brink of Desire (Xanaphia X gentleguy)

Lhyra strode into camp as if she owned the place. She stood in the center, mentally noting all the men who watched her. She lived for this kind of attention, and she certainly dressed for it. She bent over to adjust her thigh boots, making sure they were laced up just right. She straightened her long skirt which hung to her ankles, but had two hip height slits they denied any sense of modesty. She checked her leather gloves, fingerless but long to her elbows, make sure they were tied tightly. Finally she tugged at the well-fitted leather bustier that kept her breasts supported. The left side of her head was shaved to reveal a psion tattoo, one of many that adorned her body. The rest of her hair was tied back into a loose braid that fell to her lower back. Her features were dark, eyes that were nearly black in color. She of course emphasized this with thick eyeliner that brought attention to them. Her skin was a dusty hue that seemed to glisten in the sunlight. She stood about 5'8 and was slender and toned. She looked around the camp for the person in charge.
Thread: The Experiment of slaves(AmyBeth X Tavi Alvian)

Tavi sighed as he walked across the lawn with a measured pace. He would not be seen as running, despite the excitement he felt at the new experiment he would try. He took in women who were destined to be someone's slave then trained them. He knew it was not the best work, but it got his experiments off the ground with an endless supply of test subjects. The area was farm like, though nothing was wood an almost surreal futuristic cast the the smooth metal sheets that covered everything. Fire proof structures were important for this girl. When he was done she would be just as the man who had asked for her wanted. He looked over the board with her info on it, it would give him the public information of her, and it would have a code to tell him if she was a kidnapped victim, and willing subject, or if she was sold by a family to clear debt. Each had differences he adjusted to in the training. If she sold herself willing he would be gentle with her. If she was sold by family he would be stern, but leave her to her own devices somewhat. Then if she was kidnapped he would have to be very strict to make sure she broke down to what he intended. Tavi was a good looking man, with short cut brown hair, and light brown eyes. He kept his appearance almost professional, but if one was discerning it appeared as though he was more aloof than anything else. His clothing simple white looking well tended, not a mark of dirt anywhere on it. Though it was wrinkled at the edges showing that he lounged about quite often. The simple shirt, and pants were a loose fit. He knew his job was to get the women used to the type of men they would be given to one day. He had practiced how he would act around her, and would be happy as long as new people came when the last was sold. The building he had her put into was simple with a bed, and dresser with a small adjoined bath. It had basics if she needed something simple, but he was about to learn how much she knew of what was to come next. He moved to the door with a sigh then grinned wider as he unlocked the door stepping in, and shutting it behind him it re-locking as it always did when shut.