'Black Market

[Jesta]

Jesta just stood there as she began to rant on about him and he just smiled away as if everything bounced off of him. She was a tuff one, but that only went so far. He picked up a hand and pointed to himself. "Yes. But i will like ya. Also try to tone down the insults will ya? I am buying you food after all. Haha." He said as if she said nothing to hurt him. He ordered a glass of milk and looked at her. "You know what....wanna play a game? A bet?" He said with a grin as they gave him his milk. He looked at it and laughed. "Oh yey!" He grabbed the glass and stuck a straw in it. Sipping on his milk like a child.

 

[Azarah]

That smile!

It was still here! How, this guy honestly didn't take offense to anything.

Dropping her head into her arms with a strangled groan, she couldn't fathom this one. She heard of dangerous sorts before, but he... he was a whole new level of danger. She was about to say screw the food but her ears perked up to him.

Letting her gaze come up across her arm, she hummed. "A game... what sort of a bet?" Actually this could work in her favor she realized. A bet might just be the ticket to get this weirdo off her tail, letting the quiet serenity seep back into her own self. Yes that was a brilliant idea. Straightening herself out giving a tip of her head to the waitress content with water of her own, she leaned back in her chair watching him get excited over a bit of milk. "Can't you be at all civilized or at least the intelligence of how old you are, instead of a three year old!"

 

[Jesta]

Jesta looked at her as she groaned in misery. He was obviously getting into her head with very minimal effort. He saw her ears perk up when he offered a game and she showed interest and asked what kind. She then also snapped at him for drinking milk and acting childish and Jesta shrugged. "Meh. You just hattin on my style." Jesta teased as a joke. He slurped down his beverage and sighed in satisfaction. "Anyway. Yes a game. A fight between me and you. Me and you have a friendly fight...or at least ill he friendly and who ever loses has to do what the winner wants. Wanna play?" Jesta asked looking at his empty glass.

 

[Azarah]

"You'd have to have style for me to be hatin' on it darling," she sniped back quickly, almost as if she was ready for that sort of comment.

Leave it to her to be interested in the idea of a bet of any sorts, it was almost like fighting words. Anyone who knew her, knew she was not one to turn tail from any type of possible squabble - but then again few knew her.

"You ain't guna gas pedal me like you did that poor human critter, I may not have the same equipment there but it still hurts like red hell." her fingers drummed on the table top contemplating the likelihood of her winning over this buffoon. That human man didn't know what he was getting into, she on the other hand did. Jesta was aloof idiot, there was no way he could fight his way out of a paper bag if it was actually against and an opponent with an ounce of smarts, and she had plenty. "Anything you say," her tone turned a lot lighter than it had been yet no smile graced her lips.

"I reckon that could be a bout of fun, at least for one of us." chin turned away from him, "You don't know what yer messing with critter but I'll happily take you on just to clamp that unyielding maw of yours." She flicked her brows, "What's yer wager?"

 

[Jesta]

Jesta looked at her and blinked. "Uhhhh. Right back at you?" He said as a confused comeback. She then said how he was not going to do her like he did the man and Jesta laughed. "Well I certainly hope not! That would be boring." Jesta chuckled out loud. She mocked him about shutting his yap he opened it as to mess with her. "My wager? Well if i win. All you have to do is from then on out you have to he nice to me. No more insults and no more being mean. You treat me with kindness i treat you." Jesta said simply with a smile. "AND. You have to join the republic military and help us fight the sith." Jesta said finally. "Whats my wager. Whats yours?" He asked grinning.

 

[Azarah]

All ears, she hummed and awed with him putting down his wager. Be nice to him, well that wouldn't be too hard especially after they parted ways hopefully which apparently wasn't about to happen. The second part of his wager left her staring at him in horror. She had no desire to fight for either side really, rather she was content to have her own personal enjoyment for either side. Call it a neutral party, she had no alliance to either and yet here he was telling her if she lost, she'd be picking one side.

It sat like a bubble in her gut. Putting on a poker face to control her surprise to the whole thing, Azarah cleared her throat. "Alright, sounds almost reasonable."

She had to win now, there was no way she was about to throw away her own little slice of happiness for this fuzzball.

"Them some mighty big wagers to be putting on the line there kitten fluff, but I'll agree to it. But only for this;" finally after how much time spent with him a grin spread across her crimson lips, her freckled cheeks holding fast the smile on her face. Eyes dancing with a glint and a feral enjoyment to it all; "If I win, you take your fluffy black hind quarters for a bloody hike never to see me again for as long as we both shall live, and you throw in all those newly acquired weapons you just bought. I reckon I could make a purdy credit reselling those suckers."

Her hand extended to him, "Y'all think yer man enough to handle this lady, then cowboy up."

 

[Jesta]

Jesta watched as she sat there staring at him silently and he chuckled. "Looks like i struck a nerve." He laughed evilly. She mentioned his wager was large and he nodded as she stated hers. "Yours just a ray of sunshine aren't ya?"'he teased, spinning around in his chair with his legs swinging around. "Weeeeeeeee" he said silently laughing. Suddenly she put out her hand and he stopped and shook it. "Ok then. Lead the way." Jesta said standing up.

 

[Azarah]

Flicking a hand upwards to gesture to all of him, "You strike every nerve in my body with a mere look."

She was starting to get used to him not being overly surprised by much that she even did, it must have taken a lot of talent to build up that sort of lack of caring or he was just hiding it really well. Either way, the moment that furry mitt was in hers, the sides of her lips tugged back still. "Yer the one who followed me around, you could have left my sunshine a lot sooner."

Rising up alongside him, she traced a lip across her bottom lip. "Alrighty prissy boots, hope you are as fast as your mouth is," Taking the lead as he suggested, she made damn certain to come a bit out of the bounds of the market. Collateral damage was not something she wanted on her head, especially when she knew she couldn't pay for it. Perhaps she could have just pawned it all off on him, but there was no fun in that.

Finally feeling like they had stepped out far enough, she flicked her hair casually off her shoulder. "Ground rules?"

 

[Jesta]

Jesta smiled at her. "I know im attractive; thanks." Jesta took her insult as a compliment knowing it was not one. Standing up he followed her outside and out of the market. "My movements are actually faster." He informed, putting his hands behind his back as she stopped and asked ground rules. Jesta chuckled and skipped to his position. Humming lightly and singing a little song. "Naaaaa. Do what you want. " he told her calmly. This is were the fun begins. "Come and get me kitty." He mocked, purposely to make her mad.

 

[Azarah]

Rolling her eyes to his comment taking her insult obviously in the opposite way she meant, she didn't bother letting it annoy her too much.

When all was said and done being lead out to the grounds of somewhat open space, she put distance between herself and him. She shook her head to the idea of ground rules, she wasn't planning on murdering him, so it was all decent and would work well to take the edge off of her.

Arching her brow to him at the rather pitiful insult, the snotty noise came from her mouth. "Fine, first draw is mine then," she wasn't letting his weak talk bother her now, especially if she was capable of knocking some sense into that thick skull of his.

Dropping low into a half crouch letting burst of motion propel herself forward, ears matted back lunging towards that of him.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta tilted her head as she seemed to have wanted the first move. "Ok, have fun." Jesta said as she suddenly dashed at him with impressive speed. Jesta smiled and stood in place, hands behind his back as if he were in cuffs he waited, waited to see what she would do. He was faster, more flexible, and far more stronger than anyone he knew. This would he a interesting game. Who knew who would win.

 

[Azarah]

Her gaze narrowed at the fact that he hadn't dared ready himself into a stance, usually most would and yet he stood there, waiting for her approach. She wasn't nearly half dumb to think of him playing stupid, he was up to something and that something was suppose to keep her on edge. Perhaps that could work on most opponents but she wasn't like those before.

Cutting hard on her left side, dragging her finger tips against the ground darting towards the angle- they hadn't said anything about rules so she wasn't about to go holding back for his sake. Nor was she willingly going to play into his hands either.

He was calm, she caught that much in the air from his scent but he was over cocky which was enough to infuriate her. It worked under her skin to be thought of so little that she wasn't even worth the battle, rather he was going to just torment her and then easily probably boast about how he is thus three times better than her. The very thought of that alone curdled her blood.

Teeth gnashed together letting the single trick she knew from her own abilities, letting it curb to give her a momentarily push of speed - lapsing the air around to seem like she had disappeared. Where would she reappear was the question.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta saw her suddenly make a hard turn and he tried to turn to catch her but she was gone from his sight. "Were...did she go?" Jester told himself putting his hand up and rubbed his head. He looked side to side and turned his body behind him. Then it hit him..."im about to get hit in the head..." Jesta said slowly looking up.

 

[Azarah]

She grinned sinisterly, sweeping her leg out as she came up from behind close to his ankles pressing her core close to the ground; using the momentum from her speed as a leverage to whirl around, Azarah was a little more surprised he was looking upwards. She had never been good at getting a high enough bounce to jump his height let alone any higher, but it worked in her favor.

Sweeping his legs out from beneath his body was more than enough for her, as she skidded hard with the spin of herself to the right to avoid being slammed by that of his weight, she sprung forward on all fours, daring to pin him.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta didn't really feel like looking for were she vanished off to because he was simply to lazy. Not moments later after he looked up he felt pressure beneath him and suddenly his legs were flung out from beneath him. Jesta gasped. "OUP!?" He said as he used his tail to balance his body, throwing his hands over his head he used his acrobatic skills to use his falling backwards into a backflip. Planting his hands on the ground and bending his spine he flung his legs over himself. Upside-own he could see that she was finally in his sight. Appearing to be springing at him Jesta would use his powerful arms to spring himself into the air as an attempt to land on her back and pin her. If that did not work he would simply recover and wait again.

 

[Azarah]

Alarm went through her gaze watching as she hoped he would have come crashing down failed terrible. Damn that tail of his!

Lunging at him, she gasped hard knowing she only had two options here. Especially with how he had sprung into the air and it didn't take much to tell he weighed a lot more than she, and honestly with him flinging back to body crush her, she was not in the mood to be a pancake. It was that or...

Using her own gravity against herself, she spiraled across the ground in a skid that probably hurt worse than the pinning could, she gritted her teeth tasting the copper blood in her mouth forcing her to spit it off to the side. She was damn lucky she didn't separate an arm rolling around like that, she'd take the scratches over that any day.

She knew she had thought it would be over sooner than it had been, she was used to close quarters combat but only for a few minutes. She was not one to be in tight niches for great spans of time, this was already coming into her weakness.

Flexing her hand, she gritted her teeth. Pulling herself up into a crouch again, she had to think quick and fast. Perhaps she should have aimed for the kidney over the legs, she knew how well that usually was for incapacitating her opponent.

Think, she had to think now! But she wasn't left with many options, he had a good recovery and she was already on the edge of the wire due to injuring herself over him.

 

[Jesta]

Jesta loved how she did a barrel roll just to avoid his attack. Sacrifice. He landed on his feet and watched as she rolled back into a crouching position and scowled at him. He put his hands up In defense. "What? Your the one who tripped me." He teased. Turning around and bending over shaking his rear end at her. "Come on." He said, whistling at her trying to make her mad. A angry mind led to a narrow mind. And it would be easy to out move someone with a one track mind.

 

[Azarah]

She knew she was being baited, knew it and it did well to irk her further. But if he thought she was stupid enough to go after him with that sort of taunt, it dented her pride. "Why don't yah do something for once, instead of letting a lass do all the dirty work you damnable gutter crawling cur!" she snapped at him, her jaws working tensely.

Tilting back to lift her nose up, she actually sat down on the ground looking over her own arms more sore than she wanted to admit and far more tender than she liked. Blood dribbled out of a few gashes from her arms, ears wilting back letting the scowl turn into more of a softer frown at her own plight. "I ain't playing by your stupidity."

 

[Jesta]

Jesta stopped shaking his butt and turned around to face her. "Why would i want to do that? You seemed perfectly confident about wiping my smirk off my face. Your doing a great job of that by the way." He told her, walking up to her with a skip in his step laughing. "Besides, i dont want to hurt you as much as you want to hurt me. So if i do something i think you'll he glad to know i wont break your ribs or anything." He joked. Walking closer and stopping about a yard in from of her. Looking at her arms. "Your ok, just shake it off. You ready?" He asked. He wasn't going to hit her while she was down. How cowardly would that be?

 

[Azarah]

Throwing a look under the cut of her bangs to him, she huffed to him. Swirling right around on her rear end in the dirt, she held her back to him showing that she wasn't playing by his standards. If he could be a childish sort, so could she.

Tucking her arms inwards to her lap, she lifted her nose. "All this ain't worth my time," she wrinkled her nose, "This is just plain stupid anyways, what's the point of fight yah if you are just going to mess around with me. There is no honor in this and I won't continue a moment more." she nodded short punctuating her point. "I forfeit if you want, but that doesn't mean I have to oblige by the wager since you didn't beat me fairly and nor did I beat you. But I ain't doing this sort of crap a moment longer."