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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 20:15:26 GMT 1
A loud beeping noise breaks through Keith's mind and kicks him out of his sleep. He opens his eyes and raises up on one elbow, while trying to clear his head and remember, where he is, what he is doing, and what the Sith that beeping noise is coming from..
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 21:02:17 GMT 1
Koriana stirs next to Keith. The beeping sound reminds her of something. Something important. She slowly opens her eyes, blinking several times. Then she notices Keith.
sith, I slept with him... And yet she can't help smiling a little at the thought. She lifts herself up on her elbows on the couch, realizing it's cold outside of her little "nest".
"Beeping..." She frowns "Sith, are we there?"
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 21:11:39 GMT 1
"... I think so." Keith looks at her, smiling smugly. "Unless you had your kronometer set to wake us up?"
He runs a hand through his hair, his smile shining in his blue eyes. "Did you sleep well, by the way? No night mares?"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 21:18:24 GMT 1
"...I don't use a kronometer..." She mumbles - more to herself than him, probably. The beeping noise continues. It is rather annoying, actually.
"I slept nice..." She looks down with a little smile, wondering whether the beeping will stop on it own. She runs a hand through her hair, slowly starting to realize that it probably wont...
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 21:40:23 GMT 1
Keiths fingers closes softly around her chin and lifts her face a little. "I'm glad, Princess..." He kisses her mouth softly.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 21:48:11 GMT 1
Koriana allows herself to enjoy the kiss. The feeling of his lips against hers. Then, she pulls away a little, a small smill on her face.
"me too..." The beeping continues.
"In the name of Varuun, would that thing shut up all right?" She pushes herself up into a sitting positing
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 21:59:38 GMT 1
"I guess it's longing for our attention..." Keith runs a hand through his hair and swings his legs over the edge of the couch.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 22:26:37 GMT 1
"Apparently so..." She grimaces, pushing her hair away from her face.
sith, my hair's a mess
"It -is- the 'we're here' beeping, right? It's not Drashk calling us or something" She studies his back, as he's sitting on the couch.
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 22:51:01 GMT 1
The muscles running across Keith's back, just beneath his skin, are quite visible, like his shoulderblades - and the black sun tattoed just at the base at the back of his neck.
"If it's Drashk, I don't think that I'm the best person to answer him right now..." He looks around in the room, trying to locate his clothes. ".. would probably say something that will make me a head shorter."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 22:56:14 GMT 1
"...such as?" Koriana seems to be having similar problems locating her clothes. The beeping continues. In a swift movement, Koriana grabs her underwear, the panties going on first.
The beeping....
"For crying out loud!" She rises from the couch, walking to the cockpit while putting on her bra.
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 23:21:35 GMT 1
Keith can't help a little chuckle, while he puts on his boxers and pants. Then he walks after Koriana, quickly picking up his shirt on the way out.
"Here." He throws his shirt over her shoulders, as he takes the lead on the way to the cockpit.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 23:30:50 GMT 1
Koriana smiles slightly, quickly putting on his shirt, and follows him to the cockpit. The beeping sounds more persistant than ever.
"What is it? We there?" she grimaces "or it is Drashk?"
his shirt smells nice...
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 24, 2009 23:44:47 GMT 1
Keith sits down in one af the pilot seats and checks the ship's navicomputer. "Relax, Princess... we're here."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 24, 2009 23:46:53 GMT 1
"I'm totally relaxed" She holds the shirt a bit close to her, looking out of the window. With a little smile, she places a hand on his shoulder, looking at him with a teasing grin.
"We're there now..."
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 25, 2009 21:35:20 GMT 1
Keith turns his head and kisses her hand, before he looks out the window. "Great, I almost can't wait..."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 25, 2009 21:48:27 GMT 1
"Me neither... water....fish.... swimming... almost like vacation, isn't it?" She follows his gaze out of the window, giving his shoulder a slight squeez.
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Post by Keith Flare on Mar 31, 2009 16:20:29 GMT 1
"I was wondering, Princess..." Keith looks back at her, raising an eyebrow. "Can you even swim?"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Mar 31, 2009 18:14:06 GMT 1
Koriana grins, shaking her head.
"Yeah, I can swim...at least I think so. Ages since I've done it" She grimaces.
"But once you've learned it, you wont forget it again, right?"
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 2, 2009 7:11:30 GMT 1
"You shouldn't..." Keith shrugs. "Maybe we should suggest some swimming lessons for any new Fallen Jedi in the future. What do you think, Princess?" He reaches up and pads her thigh gently with a grin.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 2, 2009 8:21:59 GMT 1
"Depends" She raises an eyebrow with a slight smile.
"On whether or not sending people off to water planets - with no instructions - will become a habit of Drashk's" She shakes her head, sighing slightly, then frowns.
"wait a minute... you -can- swim, right?"
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 4, 2009 15:53:38 GMT 1
".. 'course I can." Keith smiles up at her. "That's standard training at the Jedi Temple. I suppose that they haven't changed that."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 4, 2009 16:06:46 GMT 1
"Good, you had me worried there for a second" She smiles slightly.
"And no, as far as I know, they still dump younglings in water and teach them to swim at the temple"
"I should get dressed"
but his shirt smells so nice
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 4, 2009 16:30:53 GMT 1
Keith looks up at her, still with a broad grin. "Do you really have to??" he asks teasingly, reaching up to stroke her cheek.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 4, 2009 16:41:47 GMT 1
"Well, unless you want me to leave the ship like this, I should" She smiles slightly.
"And I'm guessing you'd want your shirt back anyway..."
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 4, 2009 21:36:39 GMT 1
"Unless you want me to catch a cold, then yeah..." Keith strokes the soft skin underneath her chin, smiling at her. "But you look good in that shirt, you know, Princess."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 4, 2009 21:49:31 GMT 1
His words sparkles a strangely warm and pleasant feeling in her stomach. She can't remember the last time someone told her she looked good. If anyone had ever told her that before Keith. Normally, when she'd been with men in the past, it had been more about the...well, the sex, and less about the small talk.
"I know" She winks at him, then takes his hand in hers, kissing the back of the hand and his fingers, before looking at him with a smug grin.
"And you look good without it"
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 5, 2009 12:31:01 GMT 1
Keith moves his fingers gently, briefly slipping them into her mouth, before drawing his hand back and stands up. "Then perhaps I should get my shirt back?" He puts his hands on her shoulders.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 5, 2009 16:35:19 GMT 1
Koriana lifts her head, looking him in the eyes with a little smile.
"All right then - but only because you ask so nicely" She turns her head and kisses his right hand on her shoulder, before taking off his shirt, handing it to him - and seemingly not minding that she's now standing in front of him in nothing but her underwear.
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Post by Keith Flare on Apr 5, 2009 17:30:49 GMT 1
Keith puts his shirt on, but doesn't close it. He strokes his fingers over her shoulders and bents down to kiss her on the side of her neck, just once. "You'll get cold, Princess. We can't have that."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Apr 5, 2009 17:36:40 GMT 1
She laughs shortly, and turns her back on him, walking back to the couch, looking around with a sly smile. Her boots are lying on the floor - so is both her suit, knife and lightsaber.
"What a mess" The words are nothing but a quiet mumble, probably mostly meant for herself.
She picks up the suit, and starts putting it on.
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