Gray Raxis
Blind and Broken
Gray had finally done it. He had finally asked a woman out on a date himself, and since she turned him down he had asked Zey instead. He had actually only asked Zey, and had meant it half as a joke. He didn't expect her to say yes or at least not to seriously say yes. He had expected them to have one of their playful banter sessions like they normally did over it ending up with him getting slapped upside the head. He didn't know why, but she loved doing that to him. It was like every time she had the chance to do it, she took it.... And yet he still wanted to take her out on a date every time he thought about her.
Gray had sent a message to Zey to meet him on Naboo. He had heard about a fancy restaurant with private rooms you could request. He had done just that, and asked Zey to meet him at the spaceport. He was wearing his gray collared, button up shirt with a dark blue vest over it and gray slacks the same shade of color as his shirt. He had his leather boots on and his leather duster. He had put on some new cologne that made him smell like pears and fresh rain fall.. He had worked on his hair for awhile before giving up on it, but made sure it was at least combed and not a huge mess. He even left his blaster pistol back on the ship. He was the pictures of a man who was not use to this kind of thing but did his best to seem like he was.
Gray just stood around bouncing nervously on his feet. A million questions were flooding through his mind. Would she show up? Would she like the place? Would she actually want to be here with him? Was she just being nice to him? Would she like the food? What would she wear? Would she like what he looked like? Would she like the way he smelt? Was this cologne too odd of a smell? He likes pears and rainfall, but did she? What if she hated those smells? What would he do?
Gray straightened his clothes and dusted off his duster. He began to pace around nervously. He needed to calm down, but he just couldn't. Why was he so nervous anyways? A simple date to congratulate her for joining the company and thanking her for helping him out after that one job a while back was all this was. Why was he so nervous?
[member="Zeynab Kazzat"]
Gray had sent a message to Zey to meet him on Naboo. He had heard about a fancy restaurant with private rooms you could request. He had done just that, and asked Zey to meet him at the spaceport. He was wearing his gray collared, button up shirt with a dark blue vest over it and gray slacks the same shade of color as his shirt. He had his leather boots on and his leather duster. He had put on some new cologne that made him smell like pears and fresh rain fall.. He had worked on his hair for awhile before giving up on it, but made sure it was at least combed and not a huge mess. He even left his blaster pistol back on the ship. He was the pictures of a man who was not use to this kind of thing but did his best to seem like he was.
Gray just stood around bouncing nervously on his feet. A million questions were flooding through his mind. Would she show up? Would she like the place? Would she actually want to be here with him? Was she just being nice to him? Would she like the food? What would she wear? Would she like what he looked like? Would she like the way he smelt? Was this cologne too odd of a smell? He likes pears and rainfall, but did she? What if she hated those smells? What would he do?
Gray straightened his clothes and dusted off his duster. He began to pace around nervously. He needed to calm down, but he just couldn't. Why was he so nervous anyways? A simple date to congratulate her for joining the company and thanking her for helping him out after that one job a while back was all this was. Why was he so nervous?
[member="Zeynab Kazzat"]