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A brilliant fire
Her hair was swept into loose waves, framing her face and cascading over her shoulders in a way that added to the air of practiced allure she carried. Every step, every sway of her hips, was deliberate, meant to draw attention and keep the eyes of the crowd fixed on her. The fiery Jedi Master had spent weeks in this role, undercover to gather intel on a dangerous spice operation. But tonight, as she approached the shimmering curtain of the stage, the Force rippled with a sense of familiarity that caught her off guard.
Valery's steps faltered for a split second — a moment so brief it would have gone unnoticed by most. But when her fiery amber eyes locked onto the emerald green of another Jedi Master, her composure almost cracked. The sight of Katarine Ryiah in her own glittering outfit left Valery momentarily stunned. Of all places, of all people...
What are the odds? she thought, considering the barash vow, though she couldn't suppress the faint blush that rose to her cheeks.
Recovering quickly, Valery's lips curved into a sly smirk, her amber eyes glinting with a mix of surprise and amusement. She extended a hand toward Katarine, the playful gleam in her gaze hinting at her quick adaptation to the unexpected situation.
"Well," Valery said, her voice low and smooth, just loud enough to be heard over the music. "This is... a surprise. I didn't know another was on this case."
Her smirk deepened as she stepped closer, offering a faint wink. "You ready, partner?"
She kept her hand extended, her demeanor effortlessly sliding back into the role of performer. Beneath the carefully cultivated allure, though, her mind raced with questions — not least of which was how they'd ended up on the same stage in this tangled web of intrigue. But for now, there was only one thing to do: play their parts and stay in control of the mission.
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Her cheeks flushed, a soft pink hue rising against her usual composure, but Valery wasn't one to shy away from a challenge. The smirk tugged at her lips again, her hand instinctively gripping Katarine's arm for balance. Her other arm extended gracefully above her, the sequins of her outfit catching the lights like tiny stars as the bass of the music pulsed through the stage.
"Well, you didn't waste any time, did you?" she murmured, her voice smooth and tinged with playful intrigue as Katarine pulled her upright again.
With the crowd roaring their approval, Valery stepped into the rhythm of the music, her movements fluid and deliberate. She swayed her hips in time with the beat, her hands grazing Katarine's shoulders as she spun around her, the fabric of her skirt flaring to reveal long legs that moved with precision and grace. Her back brushed against Katarine's chest briefly before she turned again, their faces close, her fiery amber gaze locking with emerald.
The proximity made her heart race, the intensity of the moment heightened by the cheers and whistles of the crowd below. This wasn't just a dance anymore — it was a game of unspoken communication, a carefully crafted performance meant to captivate and distract. Every step, every turn, every sway was a calculated move, designed to keep the eyes of their target fixed on them and away from the true purpose of their presence here.
Valery slid a hand down Katarine's arm as she pivoted, her body arching slightly before she turned her head to glance over her shoulder, her amber eyes glinting with mischief. "I hope you're keeping up," she teased, her voice carrying just enough breathlessness to sound both alluring and daring.
As the music built to its crescendo, Valery moved closer again, this time pressing a hand lightly against Katarine's side to guide her into another spin. Their movements synchronized as if they had practiced this a hundred times, a perfect blend of fluidity and control that set the stage ablaze with energy.
"And eyes on our target already?" she whispered as they moved within less than an inch of each other again.
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When Katarine leaned in, her whisper tickling Valery's ear, the Grandmaster tilted her head slightly, allowing her fiery amber gaze to flick toward the Trandoshan lurking two steps behind their target. Her smirk remained in place, though her eyes sharpened, assessing the situation even as her body moved seamlessly in time with her partner's. They were dangerous.
As they dipped and separated again, Valery spun lightly on her heels, her hair catching the neon lights as she came up behind Katarine. Her hands, soft yet deliberate, traced over the other Jedi's form, sliding from her shoulders to the curve of her waist and lingering a moment longer over her hips before trailing lower. Valery's touch was careful, teasingly slow, but every movement was part of the act, designed to keep their audience entranced.
She leaned close, her lips just brushing the shell of Katarine's ear as she whispered, her voice low and sultry, "We need to single him out. We can't move with the whole crowd watching."
Pulling away just enough to make it part of the dance, Valery let her hand slide over Katarine's lower back as she stepped around her, letting the teasing tension between them linger in the air. She pivoted on her heel and strutted toward the edge of the stage, her hips swaying with deliberate exaggeration as she moved into the spotlight. Every step was calculated, every motion designed to draw eyes — and more importantly, the attention of their target.
When she reached the edge of the stage, Valery bent forward slightly, letting the lights glint off her sequined outfit as her hands glided sensually along the curves of her body. She locked her amber gaze onto their target, her lips curving into a playful smirk as she bit her lower lip, the universal symbol of intrigue and invitation. One hand extended forward, pointing directly at him with an almost imperceptible crook of her finger.
Come here.
The energy in the room shifted, the crowd roaring louder at her daring display. Valery tilted her head just enough to let her hair fall in cascading waves, the motion catching the light before she tossed it back with a seductive shake. Her hips swayed again as she turned slightly, her gaze shifting over her shoulder to meet Katarine's green eyes. The smirk returned, this time tinged with playful mischief as she gave her booty a teasing shake.
All of it was an act — a carefully crafted illusion to pull their mark into their trap. But the tension that simmered between her and Katarine felt real, adding a layer of authenticity to their performance that no amount of rehearsal could replicate. Now it was time to see if their gamble would pay off.
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Turning her head slightly, Valery allowed her fiery gaze to meet Katarine's electric green eyes, her lips curling into a smirk that dripped with playful mischief. The crowd roared louder, the atmosphere electric, as Valery arched her back slightly and let her movements flow with the pulsing rhythm of the music. Her confidence never faltered, every sway of her hips and flick of her hair calculated to keep their audience entranced.
She leaned in close to Katarine, her lips brushing just near her ear as her voice carried above the thrum of the music, "I think it's time we take this somewhere more private." Their target had fallen for their little act, so now all that remained was to single him out and finish the job.
Her tone was alluring, teasing, yet carried the weight of their intent beneath the act. With a lingering glance toward the spice dealer, Valery stepped away, trailing her fingers lightly along Katarine's arm as she moved. Her gaze locked onto the dealer's, her smirk deepening as she extended a hand toward him in silent invitation.
The crowd's cheers swelled, urging the performance on as Valery pivoted on her heel, her movements bold and deliberate as she led the way toward the edge of the stage.
Their trap was set, and their prey had taken the bait. It was time to spring it.
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Valery followed Davorik into the blue diamond room, her fiery eyes scanning the space with a deliberate slowness that masked her growing anticipation. The low lighting, the velvet curtains, the soft thrum of the music — it was all designed to lower guards and heighten indulgence. Perfect for the type of man they were dealing with.
As Davorik poured himself a drink, Valery exchanged a fleeting glance with Katarine, her smirk subtle but loaded with meaning. They were still playing the part, but the pieces of their plan were falling perfectly into place.
When Davorik turned to face them, his grin exuding confidence, Valery stepped closer, her movements fluid and deliberate. Her hand brushed lightly over one of the chairs as she circled him, her fiery gaze locking onto his.
"Oh, I think it's more about what we can do for you," she said, her voice dripping with allure. She allowed herself a coy smile, her fingers trailing over the edge of the table near the decanter.
Valery stopped beside him, leaning slightly to pick up a second glass. She poured herself a drink, swirling the amber liquid gently before lifting it to her lips. The action was slow, calculated, each motion meant to draw his attention further.
"But..." she added, her tone shifting slightly, a hint of edge beneath the playfulness, "That all depends on you, doesn't it?"
She placed the glass back down, barely touched, and leaned back slightly, her posture relaxed but her presence radiating control. "You seem like a man with... opportunities. Resources. Someone who could make things happen."
Her smile widened, teasing. "So tell me, Davorik. What's a man like you looking for in this club tonight?"
While she spoke, Valery subtly let her senses extend into the Force, gauging his emotions and any sign of deception or tension. All the while, her proximity to Katarine kept their silent coordination intact. They were poised to strike, ready to turn the tables the moment the spice dealer slipped.
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Valery's fiery amber eyes lit up with feigned excitement, a grin spreading across her lips as Davorik settled himself on the sofa, his arrogance practically dripping off him. She exchanged a quick glance with Katarine, her smirk almost imperceptible as they wordlessly coordinated their next move.
"A night you'll never forget?" Valery purred, her voice oozing enthusiasm. She stepped closer to him, her gaze flicking briefly to the fluffy pink cuffs that rested nearby. "Oh, we can absolutely make that happen, can't we, Kat?"
She reached for the cuffs, twirling them playfully in her hand as she circled the sofa, her heels clicking softly against the floor. Davorik's grin widened as he puffed on his cigar, completely oblivious to the trap closing in around him.
"Now, Davorik," she continued, her voice low and teasing, "If you really want the full experience, you'll need to sit back, relax, and let us take care of everything."
The spice dealer chuckled, reclining further into the plush sofa, clearly convinced he was about to have the time of his life.
Valery's smile sharpened as she stopped behind him, her presence radiating confidence and control. With a fluid motion, she leaned down and snapped one cuff around his wrist. The click was subtle but firm.
Davorik blinked in confusion, his grin faltering for the first time. "Wait, what—?"
Before he could react, Valery swiftly cuffed his other wrist to the armrest of the sofa, her grin widening into a triumphant smirk. She stepped back, brushing her hands off dramatically as Katarine moved in to stand beside her.
"Well, Davorik," Valery said, her tone now cool and commanding, "I'd say this is a night you won't forget, but not for the reasons you were hoping."
She crossed her arms, her fiery gaze locking onto Katarine as she tilted her head. "Looks like we've got our guy, Kat. Shall we get to work?" The act had dropped entirely, leaving only two confident Jedi and a very surprised and now immobilized spice dealer.
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Valery noticed Katarine's raised brow at the cuffs and squinted back at her, feigning offense as she placed a hand on her hip. "What? You don't carry fluffy pink cuffs in your emergency supplies? Some Jedi you are," she quipped, her fiery eyes sparkling with mischief.
As Katarine continued with the rights reading, Valery leaned casually against the edge of the sofa, her grin widening at Davorik's increasingly desperate attempts to talk his way out of the situation. By the time Kat finished, Valery's smirk had settled into something softer, amused but confident.
When Katarine turned to her with that playful smile, Valery chuckled and shrugged. "I was shocked too, honestly," she admitted. "But I figured... if I'm going to make a spectacle of myself, might as well go all in. Plus," she added with a sly grin, "I didn't realize how much fun it could be. Turns out I'm not half bad at it."
She gave Katarine a wink before straightening up and brushing imaginary dust off her hands. "Alright, as much fun as this has been, we should probably wrap things up. The last thing we need is for someone to start poking around and asking too many questions."
She gestured for Kat to follow her lead and flashed her a grin. "We do make a good team. Let's finish strong."
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As Katarine hauled Davorik up and gave him a shove forward, Valery crossed her arms and tilted her head, an exaggerated smirk playing on her lips. "You know," she said, her tone mockingly serious, "If you want to borrow the cuffs, you just have to ask. But fair warning — I expect them returned in mint condition."
She winked at her partner and gestured toward the exit. "Come on, let's get Mr. Big Shot here into custody. I think I've had enough of this club for one lifetime."
Davorik grumbled something under his breath, and Valery raised a brow. "You have something to add, Davorik? No? Good. Let's go."