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Color Coded (Zathra Collik)

[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa looked over at her as she groaned wanting to be a little lazy and not move. At this point she was tired from releasing that tension in her body that kept her prone and ready for anything. "Oh I know that feeling." She had rolled onto her knees as she was looking at the girl with her hilt in her hand and who hadn't slept as she spoke moving over there. "The trick is and look at me." She motioned for her to sit and relax. "Is to know what you have on hand. Now you need sleep, the adrenaline is going away and all that energy you had in the fight will be gone soon enough. You're going to be tired, you're going to be upset cause you broke your knife and." Willa grabbed a fragment of tooth from the mouth and pulled it to her hand with the force while she held it then pierced the flesh. They had seen the leviathans earlier rending and biting each other. "You got to take that lack of energy and focus it into your surroundings, otherwise you'll die and I'll never have the chance to run fingers through that hair of yours."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Will, I just.....the knife's really special to me.....it was my friends at the acadmy before he........l-look that's not important right now. Gosh, at times you sound just like my commanding officer which isn't bad."
Zathra held the hilt tightly in her hand and ran her fingers over the carvings and intricate designs on it. Zathra did as Willa said and sat down on the rock but before she did so, she pulled out a tooth from the dead leviathan. She pocketed the tooth into a leather holster strapped to her left forearm and closed a leather flap over it so that the tooth wouldn't fall out from the leather holster. Zathra leaned over and grabbed a thick and long stick from the ground and snapped it in half on her spiked kneepad. The stick snapped in two into two different sizes. Zathra kept the larger half and looked at it, yep a good walking stick to carve some time when she could relax.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa looked at her sit down and spoke smiling at the commanding officer remark. "Well you remind me of me, before Havok and the RSFU, just a kid with some skills and a lot of potential. None of which I got to use until after Rohn my commanding officer took me under his wing and I met some people." Now she was the one sharing but sidled up while she sat there leaned against the massive beast looking at the girl. "You should push yourself to learn your limits but always remember to take care of yourself, no staying up for three days and nights because you can and then making mistakes. That is how you get killed and no going after big beasties injured alright. We'll get you healed up, set up and above all rested up first thing and then see if we can help you remember cause I ain't one for conversating much. I'd rather tell you the half truth and say you have a bed on my ship then the truth that you are the most trustworthy person I know and only met you twice."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Ok...and I have a bed on my ship, multiple ones at that account because it's one of those one's that has a lot of passenger rooms.....You remind me of my friend Ren from the academy, he was commanding but still nice......I was part of a squad with him and we were....we were.........o-on a recon mission........a-and......."
Zathra shakes off the memory. Willa does remind her so much of both her commanding officer and best friend Ren but she never wanted to admit or say what happened to him, it was just very uncomfortable for her. But she did vow that she would get vengeance upon his killer and her squad's killer, she would not rest until she finally got revenge on that rebel. She cracked her left knuckle against the rock and crossed her arms across her chest. Luckily her arm was feeling better now which was good, but as all things....it takes time to heal, a long time for a matter of fact.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa looked at her and simply nodded her head, she knew that look well she knew a couple reasons for that look and held her arm open for comfort. "Don't worry, I know that look mostly. I have lost people, ones I was close with but you got to tur that sadness into something fiery and hot. Me I threw myself into the first one on shore leave and set fire to the hotel." She said it with a grin on her face though while removing from her shoulder the pauldron, then clipped it to her belt. "now come on, lets see if I can help with that healing. I might be good with a rifle but I do have some strength with the force to heal my own wounds. Vahla need to be able to do that."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Thanks Willa. Yeah, and e-ever since then...will it was also because of other reasons I've despised force users......but don't worry you were always off the hook, it helps when you get to know people."
Zathra liked Willa a lot as a close friend, somebody she could anything too....will maybe she should wait a while to tell her almost anything. She did trust Willa greatly, even with her life in fact. Zathra meant everything she said to Willa and will after this, she hoped that she could talk to Willa gain. Just maybe next time, not have a broken arm and maybe not hunting even though hunting was really fun it did get quite boring after a while. Zathra rolled her left hand up to her chest and looked on a screen on a cybernetic console strapped to her wrist. Ok, her ship was still fine.
 
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She looked at her with a dopey grin while removing the glove and her hand as shimmering. "Well most force users believe they are entitled to use their power, vahla on the other hand know to use their powers for a purpose and not at the expense of other things." She was holding it while looking at the console for a moment as she let her eyes glow a warm red orange like embers of a fire. "As for the rest well here I had been hoping it was because you were hoping I'd let you add some color to all the black." She turned it into a smirk on her face from a smile. "Next time maybe, and hopefully next time you won't have hit your head and forgotten you declared you undying love for me." She waited for a moment until she couldn't keep from laughing. "No we'll go do something you want to do maybe, there are the oceans of Spira you could relax on for some time with the credits from here and the krayt pearls you should have."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​


"WAIT WHAT???"
Z​athra definitely said that louder than she meant to say it. After she found out that Willa was kidding, which was good...she just laughed hard. But hmm, color to the black....maybe a orange tattoo but of what....maybe a wolf of sorts. Yeah that would be a good idea because will, Zathra didn't always like black unless it had something with it, like a chess board cause you know, it's black and white. Relaxing would be nice but so was doing something out of the ordinary, she would have to get back to Willa on that idea some time later.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

That was what made her cute... that look when she got surprised and Willa stayed sitting there. "See that look you get when surprised... always worth it." She slowly started to put her glove on and get up while she was looking over her. "Alright you need to sleep and heal, I need to shower and get some of this stuff off before it hardens or sticks up to the armor." She stood up fully while looking around with her smg in her holster. "Plus you got your new pet to take care of and make sure it doesn't eat that face of yours in your sleep." She started moving and rolled her shoulders for a moment getting to her line to go back up to the tent and rifle. "Also I am going to get you a tattoo when we have the chance, you are good enough to be part of Havok."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"I always did prefer to sleep outdoors cause it felt exciting. Awhh thanks, wait what face?"
Zathra stood up and then stretched her left arm but boy, her right arm felt stiff. Such was the joy of having a broken arm that you couldn't stretch or crack the knuckles on. That was right, she had to do something about that little feline creature of her's before it did something to her or her droid. She walked back to the side of the cliff and climbed up it and then went towards her ship. She walked inside and saw the creature just laying on the ground and then it woke up but it didn't attack Zathra instead it just let off a high pitched purr. Hmm, seems those berries were a good idea to tame it with once it was asleep. The creature walked into it's room and Zathra set down a small bowl with some berries. Man, how did the little thing eat so many berries ...will she didn't need to know that. Zathra changed into a brown tanktop with some armorweave pants. Boy, this was more comfortable then her armor although it offered less protection. She walked into the bathroom of her ship and then cleaned herself up of all of that gross black gore. She then walked out of her ship before cleaning off her armor as much as she could. Now, where to sleep, the tent or her ship?
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa stood outside the tent as she watched the girl head into her ship. Willa stripped out of the armor as she stood there making a fire in her hand and ignited an area of the ground. The sun coming down while she remained in a black tanktop showing aurubesh tattoos along her shoulders, around the collar bones and down the sides of her torso. They were going into her pants while she let that inner fire keep her warm with some of the bone from the creature and sections of hide. Her rifle ready and off to the side of the bedding in it while she was drinking some of the alcohol they had gotten from the honey on Cazador. She hoped she would have some company for the small after hunt celebration.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
Zathra walked over to Willa and sat down on a log of Willa. She wore a standard brown tanktop with armorweave pants and a black and orange fire tattoo was visible reaching up her left arm stopping at her elbow and palm. A blue mandalorion tattoo was visible upon her right shoulder while her face was bare of any tattoos except for the black clan Fett tattoo on the back of her neck. She held the tooth from the leviathan that she pulled out in her hand and a large stick in her other hand and began to sharpen the large and long stick in her hand. Hmm, she would need to make some designs into this walking stick but what type of designs.
"Do you have any ideas for designs I should carve into this walking stick?"
 
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Oh she was looking at the tattoo's for a moment to get a good look at each of them before she was distracted with thoughts of what could be carved into the stick. "Well I have always enjoyed some of the clan symbols." She sat there and was looked at her stick, the fang and stretched her arm out with the booze for her. "Here you earned it." She had a grin on her face while she kicked her feet up onto the back section of her armor as she laughed. "And the surprises just keep on coming, I didn't expect to see such lovely tats on you." She spoke with a wink in the shadows as the sun was going down and pulled a thumb section of her pants down to show the tattoo's on her waist went down but it was on the thigh. "Got any other ones I should know about?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Thanks. Will yeah, one on my stomach, and one on my leg....oh and on my neck"
Zathra stabbed the tooth into the log she was sitting on and laid the stick on the log. She lifted up the pant leg on her right leg and revealed another flame tattoo but this one was green and it reached up to her right knee and then stopped. She lifted up the front of her brown tanktop and showed a black mandalorion symbol. Zathra turned and showed Willa the clan Fett symbol tattoo on the back of her neck which was the color purple and orange like her hair. Zathra then accepted the booze, she usually didn't drink it but when she did it was mostly for celebration and other stuff. She then drank down some of the alcohol and then laid it down against the log she was sitting on.
 
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Oh now those were pretty and she was looking at them while she spoke. "Well I have a few more but you'll have to get me good and drunk to see those." She didn't say where just revealed more going down her thigh to wrap around her ankle. Around her wrist while she was looking at her and took the drink into the dark now and pointed to the fire making the flames burn hotter to illuminate the area as she crouched down. "You got a talent with your colors though compared to me, now I'll just have to try and convince you to show me how a mandalorian celebrate at a party. I remember some dances in a battle circle and sticky cake."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Ah, mandalorion celebrations...it's easier when theirs more than one mando but I count as two I guess. Sure, try your convincing...I'll be amused if you somehow get me to do some........aha, usually I do this with my friends but I'll let you choose, ok so ask me truth or dare, and you should know where to go from their"
Zathra gestures for Willa to stand back while then Zathra grabbed a small capsule from her belt. Ok, let's see if this works.....hopefully it will work. She tosses the capsule into the fire and the fire get's more illuminated and changed to the color green, then blue, then purple, and then finally goes back to it's normal color. Yes, it worked. Zathra walked over to the fire and looked at it, hmm now the question was, how did she do that.....it was just a odd combination of stuff she had like paints.
 
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Willa raised an eyebrow as she stood up and back to watch the fires change. She held her hands out while she was holding the flame between them and it changed feeling strange for a moment. The idea of truth or dare and convincing well she would have to see about that. "Well that was pretty but." She closed her hands as flame appeared around the clenched fists and were changing colors. "Nothing beats being able to change it naturally..... now lets see. Truth of dare. I have not played that in a long time but lets see what you can get out of me the hard way. Never know how much I can bend over for one such as you."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Not everybody has magic hands that can make fire. Hmm, ok truth cause I'm afraid what your dare would be."
W​ill next time Zathra would probably choose Dare but she was worried about what she would have to do if she got a dare. Will, that was the sad joy of life, diving into the unknown......great. Still, their was the question on what the truth would be....what would Willa choose. Oh, the wait was killing her. Not literally killing Zathra but you know, metaphorically killing her cause....yeah.
 
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"Oh don't you wish you could know how magic my hands were." She said it with a wink as she moved around a little in the movements only a being without bones could make. She spoke holding the bottle to her lips as she took a swig. "Alright truth now lets see. "Do you remember the first time we met and spoke?" She knew she had hit her head and forgotten most of it but the girl seemed comfortable with her and trusted her enough. "You were excitable and very.... well strange but compared to some you showed you knew what you were doing. Despite the whole getting your arms sliced up." But that had been helped with said magic hands while she was looking at her with a sifter face. "So tell me what happened? Tell me about that blade?" She stood there and let the lights flicker on her face. She was expecting a truth would be about what happened to her old squads.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Wait, blade? What blade, I'd remember a blade if their was a blade but fine fine. Uhmm.......we were doing some type of thing where we hunted animals....on Hoth? Let's see, giant animals but not too giant....we won a competition and that's how I got that droid of mine. Ok, truth or dare...sorry if I answered incorrectly....was I wrong about the planet? Was it geonosis with those insect people?"
Zathra crossed her arms across her chest and awaited a answer while also looking around at her surroundings. Boy, it sure got dark quickly on this planet that was for certain. Zathra saw an insect land on her shoulder and she shooed it away. The one thing she didn't like about nature were the bugs. Don't ask why Zathra just ultimately hates all bugs no matter what they are, especially geonosions. All brown with weird heads and wings, gross. Zathra looked into the nearby forests thinking she heard something until realizing it was just the wind.
 

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