[M-OOM] Milliways - Bastila's Room

[organicmeatbag]

It's by chance that Revan's hoping Bastila might be staying at Milliways (and not avoiding him in the Force for whatever reason) this particular evening as he walks through the closet door on Alderaan and into the familiar bar.

He'd been planning to head there for a drink or two anyway, in an attempt to unwind after a very long day of the girls crying over almost everything, when he had the sudden urge to see her. Or maybe it wasn't all so sudden, but rather a thought that had been at the back of his mind for the past few weeks or so since he had last talked to her.

Either way, when he could no longer sense Bastila anywhere in their galaxy, it left him with one place to look: Milliways.

Comments

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"Not that we need another one..."

[jedi-bastila.livejournal.com]

"You don't like Nar-Shaddaa?" Bastila asks, with fake innocence.

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

Revan grins. "Oh come on, what's not to like? Seedy cantinas, brothels, the overwhelming stench of the streets... It's gotten better though, I guess, since the Exchange was destabilized. Haven't really been there lately though."

[jedi-bastila.livejournal.com]

"Even with a drastic improvement, it would still be awful," declares Bastila, wrinkling her nose in disgust. She hates Nar-Shaddaa."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"True. And there's no doubt that another organization'll pop up eventually to take control. It's usually how things go, isn't it?"

[jedi-bastila.livejournal.com]

Bastila nods. "Yes, always. No rest for the naughty, it seems. Always some more credits to make on the back of honest - and not so honest - people."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"'No rest for the naughty', huh?" he quotes back, drawing out the word 'naughty' and quirking a smirk. He can't help teasing her.

[jedi-bastila.livejournal.com]

Bastila fights back the blushing that spreads over her cheeks, but in vain. His comment reminds her of the situation: they're in her bedroom and he's on her bed... at least she isn't. She'd still rather not see Kira walk in the room right this moment.

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

At her blush: "Sorry, sorry. I'm mean." He doesn't sound very apologetic though.