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Color Coded (Zathra Collik)

[member="Zathra Fett"]

"I choose dare and not you got the planet and events." She was looking at her while her hand held the drink for Zathra while she moved around her a little. "Some liquid courage before get to have me bending over backwards to please you." She raised her eyebrows letting the small braids shake around a bit as she backed up a little and let the light from the fire play off her tattoo on her face. The small orange fire in her eyes making the flame kick up a bit and change color to cast them in different light.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Fine, what did I miss or mess up on on when we met? Ok, let's see...dare, dare, dare.......aha.....take me on a piggy back ride around the fire for five minutes!!"
At times Zathra could come up with good dares while other times they were just plain bad dares. I mean bad, like nothing really interesting. Luckily, this was a good dare the only problem was, would Willa do it? Hopefully she would do it cause that would be so freaking awesome. Zathra waited to see if Willa would actually accept the dare or if she would act like a chicken for some apparent reason, like just be a coward not a actual chicken.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa was taken aback by that dare... mostly because she had been expecting well anything really. She took another swig and moved in close while she turned around and sank a little lower. "You know if you wanted me to bounce you up and down there are easier ways." She gave another wink that might have been lost in the flickering flames while preforming. Rising up to carry her around while her hands held her in place and she was like a mini space heater. The perks of being from a species that burned the heretics was just that they tended to run hot while she spoke. "And for what you miss was only that the blade was on this planet earlier that I was talking about but good to see your memory is intact. The part where we were cutting the pearls out of the krayt dragons gullets you missed but that is fine."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
Zathra had to admit she was surprised Willa was actually doing it but well, Zathra was lightweight even though she had more muscle than fat. Ok, so she did miss some stuff which was fine but luckily she remembered.....most of the stuff that happened. Heck, Willa could just lie to Zathra about what happen and say that they were like on Kamino or something and that she was a clone....but their was not way that was possible. So this is what it felt like to be tall.....Zathra still liked her current size but it was interesting to see how it would be if she was taller.
"Ah, ok.....your strong which is good!!"
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

A smile on her face as the five minutes finished and Willa stood there for a moment longer, just enjoying the compliment before she was crouching down and turning in position. Low enough for Zathra to stand on her own and low enough out of her armor she could make use of not having bones to really twist and bring herself slightly under the mandalorian. "I believe it is my turn and that we're going to need another drink." She said it with a smile while tugging at one of the bladders the rangers had made for their own use. More booze was good but lots of booze was better and when you trained on a world with fifty meter tall monsters who could come up from the ground you tended to want to drink. "Truth or dare my girl?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Hmm, dare"
Zathra walked over to the booze and grabbed a small bottle of it and then slowly drank some. Great, what would her dare be? Will whatever it was she couldn't back out of it now cause she already said dare and she didn't want to be known as a coward cause that would be so annoying. Zathra drank the bottle a fourth of the way down and then placed it by the log she was previously sitting on. Zathra kept the six holsters each holding one of her blasters on her log and she crossed her arms waiting to see what Willa would dare her to do. She could take it, probably. Will, depending upon what the dare was but Zathra knew that she could do it, no matter what it was or could be.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Oh oh oh now she could be creative or very direct. Direct was good but there was no fun in it and she was actually having some fun as for several moments her mind was working trying to think of something dangerous and dastardly she could have the mandalroian girl do. Anything in the galaxy even here and now at least as she took a swig and straddled on the log to take a bigger gulp. "Now that I have you at my mercy and can tell you to do something. I am drawing a blank." Alright go for the honest answer... might work better while she sat there on the log and looked over at the rifle in the small tent, then at Zathra... then at the paints she had, then back at her rifle as a thought formed. Willa laid back on the log and posed a little. "Draw me like one of your atrisian girls Zathra, with your paints on the shatter rifle. A memory of being with you."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Really, fine."
Zathra grinned and grabbed the rifle along with some of her paints lying by the log she was sitting on. She grabbed a paintbrush and began to slowly paint the outline of Willa. She would start with the outline and then add in some details and then go over it with color. Sure, it took a long time but it was easier to start over if she ever messed up on her painting or drawing. Man, this was a dare, really....wow. Zathra sensed that Willa was taking it easy on her which wasn't fair. Sure she was probably thinking of some really good dares but Zathra wanted to try on of the really hard ones. She continued to paint the outline of Willa and then she began painting in the details. Ok, what color would Willa want?
"What color do you want it to be"
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Whoa she was a fast one a good mental note as Willa was doing several things at once... first came the fire she focused on to provide enough light, then there was the pose she was needing to be in while she laid there on the log. "Shouldn't I be all nude like or something isn't that what all artists like to paint?" She said it more curious but didn't mind really while giving a pose with her arms over her head and crossing into an x at the wrists. One leg along the length of the log and the other behind it slightly raised to cross over and she puffed her chest out a little while turning her head. "For color ahhh I'll let you decide, I'd just have it be cloack." She made certain the side of her cheek displaying the tattoo was visible while looking at the girl with the small braids dangling and her tank top riding up showing several more tattoo's including the end of a campaign list for battles fought under the republic.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
Zathra let off a uncomfortable grumble and her cheeks drew on a deep blush once Willa mentioned that. Thanks a lot Willa, gosh your so fun. Will, Willa was really helpful and at times funny. Hmmm, let's see a color, color. Aha, the color green because green stood out. Zathra then dabbed another paintbrush in the color green and traced over the outline with the green paintbrush. Will now the picture was coming together all good. Now what was it missing, hmmmmm. It wasn't missing anything. Soon, Zathra finished the picture and placed it down by the fire. Now, the paint would need to dry, luckily it was fast drying paint.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

She didn't need to see the color on her cheeks to feel it. Sometimes the force was great for hearing things and the rising of heat, that rush of blood could be felt while it tingled along her skin. A look with her eyes while she stayed still for it until done and she rolled off the log crawling over to look at the rifle drying near the fire. Her eyes flicking up to Zathra while she rose up onto her knees. "Well i guess I should return the favor. You did me and now I'll do you." She raised her hand up for a moment and was bringing it close before quickly a finger extended and Willa was working on the ground. Her finger almost on fire as she scorched the hard ground with that inner fire and came away after a bit. Her masterpiece a semi stick figure next to another stick figure. One with a facial tattoo to indicate her and she had her arms around the other who was holding a helmet with a t visor. The only indication of anything was the chests that had small bumps to show they were females. "Alright so I am a better shot then an artist but... I can't shoot everything. Or can I" She tapped her chin looking over to her. "Your turn to ask me."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Truth or dare?"
Zathra let off a grin when she saw the picture. It was simple but she liked it. Now what would Willa choose, a truth...or a dare. If she chose a truth what would Zathra ask. If she chose a dare what would Zathra make her do. These were such good questions but Zathra didn't know which one Willa was going to choose. If only she could read minds...if only. Too bad that was impossible, will at least to Zathra it was impossible for anybody to do. I mean, why would you want to read someone's mind, why?
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa looked at her and the look she got from the picture, sure it wasn't master quality but dammit she could have some fun and... "I think a truth is in order." she said it while sitting next to Zathra and looking at her, then kicked her boots off with her feet and let her toes move around while she propped them on the log she had been posing on. "Ask me anything, I am a wide open book for you." She turned a little to face her while letting the fire die down a little and make it a more quiet moment. She could feel her own blood pumping and rushing with anticipation at what might come out of the girls mouth.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Hmmmm, question, question, question. Do you trust me? Sorry, I just can't read people like a book"
Zathra wondered what Willa would say. She honestly wondered if Willa trusted her. Will hopefully Willa did trust her if not well, she would be sad. She did like the picture Willa drew but it was missing something....but what? Hmm, she could think about that later because they were now in the here and now. Come on Willa, do you trust me? Zathra carved the name Willa and then the name Zathra into the Log to signify that they came her before. Zathra took a flaming stick and made the names stand out more before throwing the stick back into the fire.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

"Do I trust you." She didn't need to pause but looking at her as she brought her eyes to meet Zathra's who was looking elsewhere the vahla smiled. Offering something genuine and real that reached into her eyes while she raised her hand up to touch the one that had put their names with the figures. Had helped shoot leviathans and krayts and she spoke touching. "Of course I do, if I didn't I wouldn't have you here with me. I'd maybe call you for something easy but leviathans are dangerous and need partners who can trust each other." She was looking at her and ran a finger to trace that multi-toned hair before she spoke again. "You are one of the few people I do trust in the galaxy and not just because I want to keep making those cheeks nice and red."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Thanks"
Z​athra blushes again but this was more embarrassment. She then unconsciously gave Willa a hug, because well it just seemed kinda right at the time. After a while she let go feeling slightly awkward. Why did she do that anyways? Probably because will, Willa felt like the joking older sister to Zathra and Zathra liked that about her. Zathra played with a stick in the fire while also trying to hide her blush. Boy, this went more of a different way that she had ever thought of ever before. Although, different was good, most of the time it was.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

It might be the only one she was going to get and she enjoyed it. Letting her body melt into the hug while wrapping her arms around the girl as her head found that curve of the neck. To just make it more complete while she inhaled the scent of warrior. Dirt, grime, sweat and there at the surface the smell of someone who was a lot more as she pulled back a little after her. To be sitting there and watching her play with the stick for a moment. Willa focused and let her arm rest going around her torso while she offered her shoulder as a pillow. "Well that was unexpected. Truth or Dare if you still want to keep going?"
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Hmm, Truth"
Will, now this just feels awkward, but kinda nice. It reminds her of her mother and....of Ren. Zathra reached down and drank down the rest of her booze but Willa still had her's. No, she wouldn't drink Willa's, that wouldn't be nice plus Willa was her friend. She let off a loud yawn. Boy, now she was getting tired...sleeping would be really nice right now but instead Zathra tried to stay awake to answer Willa's question. Hopefully it would be an easy question and not a hard one, but it didn't really matter at this moment much at all.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

Hmm so many more questions but that yawm was an indications... her master plan was working and soon she would make sure the girl got all the sleep she needed. Staying up was sometimes needed but for a handful of days without rest was dangerous and she couldn't let her friend enfanger her health like that or her sanity as Willa spoke softly just slightly nudging her closer to hear her speak over the low campfire. "So do you enjoy it? Being a mandalorians and having a family?" She foten wondered given her people's nature as loners and well nomads what it would be like to have support or people to always be there.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"]​
"Yeah..but...*Yawn*...I never knew my father......he had to leave because he was being blackmailed and then many years later, like this year or last year.....I heard that he joined the Sith and then some time afterwords just.....d-disappeared....I-i have...*yawn*....No idea what happened j-just.......I hope he's o-ok....*sniffle*....."
Zathra then yawned for the final time and went to sleep on what was not taken on the log. She laid her arms back behind her head and then went to sleep. Man, it felt good to sleep again....really good. Her short hair covered her eyes as she slept and then she slightly tossed and turned in her sleep. A log was very uncomfortable to sleep on but she slept on worse before. Like sleeping on a cactus, which was painful but luckily Ren was their to pull out those spines. Yeah, she hated cactus's.
 

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