The Star Wars Iconic Characters and the Lords of the Expanse: Hunting Grounds...

[Arani Korden]

ooc: Awww...and here I was writing this wonderful post exploring Dorn's romantic side...but ok, we can settle for the montage.

ooc: Hey, don't let me stop you! I'm listening!

 

[Dorn Tavers]

ooc: Hey, don't let me stop you! I'm listening!

ooc: Well, ok, if you insist. Maybe we can just ease up on that fast forward button for a moment here.

Dorn marvels at the sunset as he leans against the railing of the observation deck, his thoughts as much on the young noblewoman beside him as they are on the lovely display nature is painting just over the horizon. How he even got to this moment is beyond him, and he is almost afraid to speak for fear that it will shatter everything and send him back to the reality of the life he has been leading up until now. He loved being a Jedi. He knew his place in the universe and it pleased him. He didn't even mind that it meant he had to crash on the occasional jungle planet or that he was forced to listen to Sia's constant ribbing. He was happy with all of it. This, however, was infinitely better than anything he had known before. It was just a sunset...he had seen so many before...strange how the presence of one person changes everything. A few months ago, he would have laughed at the very notion. Things were different now, though, and, while it was confusing, it was also oddly exhilarating.

Smiling to himself, Dorn steals a glance at Arani as she admires the sunset. The reddish cast of the light suited her, he thought. Well, to be honest, he thought any light suited her, but this was nice. The way the light outlined her lithe figure and caught her hair...the way her eyes seemed to dance in the shadow of the glare...he hadn't seen anyone like her before.

Dorn sighs and glances back at the horizon as the sun dipped behind it. His master would disapprove of these thoughts. Master Aubrin would disapprove of the whole thing. Dorn was sure that, at the very least, it would rate a strong two hour lecture on the perils that personal attachment holds for a Jedi.

Better not to think of Master Aubrin now. Dorn refused to spoil things by worrying about that.

Dorn looks back to Arani with a small smile, the fading light glinting warmly in his eyes as he regards her.

"So tell me, Arani. There is something I have been wondering for quite a while now...and tell me if I am being too forward. But...why is it that you don't have a young nobleman waiting for you breathlessly back on Naboo? Or do you, and have I just been completely unobservant?"

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

Originally posted by Set Harth Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow.Ow

Set slaps at Sia's hands. "Stop It, your making it worse."

Sia slaps his hand right back. "Stop being such a big Jedi baby. Don't you want to impress your woman with your Jedi fortitude?" she suggested with a slight teasing smile.

Originally posted by Sen Udo-Mal
<snip> "Now let me see what have here Set... hmm, broken for sure. You should be more careful while... practicing..." Sen will say with a smile, not sure of what happened in here but it he is sure it would be a good story. <snip>[/i]

At that, Sia stifled a giggle but tried to look serious and utterly failed. "He got in the way of Valara's foot," she explained with half a grin and then jumped slightly as Rory threw himself at the solider with a loud roar. "Whoa! That's not a comforting sight, is it?"

 

[Arani Korden]

Dorn looks back to Arani with a small smile, the fading light glinting warmly in his eyes as he regards her.

"So tell me, Arani. There is something I have been wondering for quite a while now...and tell me if I am being too forward. But...why is it that you don't have a young nobleman waiting for you breathlessly back on Naboo? Or do you, and have I just been completely unobservant?"

ooc: Well done. Very well done indeed.

Arani hesitates. "I'm not a Jedi," she says. She laughs. "You've probably noticed that by now, yes? But in one way we're the same."

She turns, and looks very seriously at Dorn. "You and I - our destinies have already been planned out for us. You will be a Jedi Knight, and some day a great Jedi Master. I'm going to finish my studies, marry a nobleman from a slightly better family than mine, and spend the rest of my life as a moderately successful politician and mother of enough children to ensure the continuation of the family line. That's my future."

Arani turns back to look at the sunset. "My family invites eligible young men over, sometimes. Nothing ever comes of it. My mother thinks it's because I'm too wrapped up in machines and school and my friends, but she's wrong. At least mostly wrong. I just never felt anything for the men she introduces me to. I never felt that way about anybody, until -"

 

[Set Harth]

Set will attempt to hold still under Sen's care. All the while trying to stare daggers at Sia, which seems much less menacing with a broken nose and a bloody face.

"Thank you for the offer Valara but Sen has arrived with his medpac. Let see what he can do."

 

[Vor'en Kurn]

Vor'en hits the ground with a thud and the sound of air escaping the lungs in a rush. Despite his predicament, he makes a note in his head about Set's scream, and it's relation to the same noise made by the female of the species. He resolves to inform him of the remarkable similarity as soon as it proves convient.

Right! Back to work. Vor'en kicks his legs up in the air and vaults up to his feet. He comes up swinging, going for simple punches to the torso, trying to fend off the several hundred pounds of wookie bearing down on him. It was more than a little intimidating.

ooc: I'm not sure what the initiative order is, but I think I get a chance to get up before Roworr's turn whether I go before or after him- in round 2 if after, in round 3 if before. I hope.

 

[Pbartender]

ooc: I'm not sure what the initiative order is, but I think I get a chance to get up before Roworr's turn whether I go before or after him- in round 2 if after, in round 3 if before. I hope.

OOC: He must have hit you harder than you thought... You're already in Round 3. Earlier, Rorworr had readied and action against you, so his initiative comes just before yours now.

OOC: Vor'en vs. Rorworr Round 3! Fur streaming behind him, Rorworr leaps through the air with a barbaric roar. Stunned by the sight of a nearly full-grown wookiee hovering over him, Vor'en simply can't get out of the way in time. Rory lands heavily on top of Vor'en, crushing the breath out of for a second time. He tries to wriggle his way out from beneath the smothering fur, but only manages to tangle himself up in wookiee arms and legs. Hoo-rah! Rorworr continues his lucky streak... A successful grapple. Since Vor'en could not stand up, I tried an opposed grapple check to see what he could do... And Vor'en rolled miserably. You are both grappled and prone. Vor'en: VP/WP 32/14; Def 19; Atk +5 melee (1d4+2), +6 ranged; Spd 10m; Init +3 Rorworr: VP/WP 18/15; Def 14; Atk +5 melee (1d3+3), +3 ranged; Spd 10m; Init +1 Sen uses the medpack to kill the throbbing pain in Set's nose, though the occasional shooting pain still breaks through. He re-aligns the bones long enough for Sia-Lan to tickle the jagged edges into mending together. The bleeding stops, as does the pain. The wound appears to be fully healed in a matter of moments... [Back to full WP, Set.] ...And unless someone looks closely, they'd never notice that Set's nose is not quite as perfectly symmetrical as it used to be.

 

[Dorn Tavers]

She turns, and looks very seriously at Dorn. "You and I - our destinies have already been planned out for us. You will be a Jedi Knight, and some day a great Jedi Master. I'm going to finish my studies, marry a nobleman from a slightly better family than mine, and spend the rest of my life as a moderately successful politician and mother of enough children to ensure the continuation of the family line. That's my future."

Arani turns back to look at the sunset. "My family invites eligible young men over, sometimes. Nothing ever comes of it. My mother thinks it's because I'm too wrapped up in machines and school and my friends, but she's wrong. At least mostly wrong. I just never felt anything for the men she introduces me to. I never felt that way about anybody, until -"

Dorn watches Arani for a moment, letting her words sink in. The very fact that she is saying this much to him in the first place is amazing to him. After she had spent so much time avoiding him, he now feels almost like a parched man who had been wandering the desert for weeks before finally coming upon an oasis. He shakes his head slightly at that thought and smiles to himself as he leans forward against the railing.

"No, you aren't a Jedi, but when you talk about things like destiny you sound an awful lot like one."

He sighs, pausing as he watches the last glimmers of faded sunlight disappearing beneath the darkening sky.

"You know, I've never felt...that way...about anybody before either. I'd never even given it much thought until recently. I was always so consumed by my training, so busy trying to live up to my own destiny. But that all seems smaller now...less significant. I mean, it's still important, very much so...but it's not everything anymore."

He looks at Arani again, his hand gently, almost tentatively reaching out to touch hers. His touch is so light that it's barely perceptible, but the warmth behind it is evident.

"I feel almost like I'm taking my first steps into a larger world. A world where destiny doesn't matter as much. Does that make any sense? I know these kinds of things probably sound silly coming from a Jedi..."

Dorn smiles at Arani and then looks away, laughing softly, almost as if he is a little embarrassed.

"I don't know, Arani...am I making any sense at all? Or should I just be quiet now before I completely ruin this lovely evening?"

Dorn grins casually, but his hand still rests lightly against hers, and his eyes betray his emotions despite dusk's darkening light.

 

[Valara]

Valara looks deeply into Sia's eyes, and its not a friendly look, not at all. She gives an angry shake of her head that sets her braids to swaying, almost hitting the nose she had so recently broken. "I am not HIS woman," she says angrily, "not anyone's but myself."

Valara leaves the gym not waiting for an answer. Taking the turbolift back to the suite, she takes hold of the bathroom so recently vacated by the noble woman. Sighing she starts the bath flowing letting billowing clouds of steam obscure her as she slipped into the tub. Out of curiosity she poured a layer of bubbles into the tub which covered her much more thoroughly then the steam had.

 

[Sia-Lan Wezz]

Sia-Lan sighs and then smiles wryly. "Open mouth, insert foot. I have done it again, haven't I, Sen? It seems to be my lot in life you know, to always say and do the wrong things."

Now that Set was healed, the young Jedi turned her attention back toward the match, watching with curious blue eyes at the turn it had taken. One auburn brow arched slightly as Rory threw himself at Vor'en and crushed the man to the mat.