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Eenee, meanee, minee, moe, I choose you..(completed)

Nolan was taken aback by Satine's words, and that they were spoken in Mando. He looked at her with joy in his eyes.

"If we keep going, we won't have strength to go after our targets."

He kissed her then went to finish soaping himself and her up...

Nolan was excited to hear she knew Mando'a and that she was part of a clan. With interest in his own no less.

"Oh, and as soon as we get back, I will tell you about Clan Detta. And you can share yours."


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"]

She could see she had not been wrong he liked that she called him beloved. Satine's own happiness grew. The shower was memorable soon they were dressing. She walked around collecting her weapons and are adding the sniper rifle to her collection. Walking to a cabinet which she keyed opened she pulled a pair of ear pieces from it.

"Ok. I use dual sets. If the first frequency is discovered we switch to the other. Movement is key once target is sighted a quick determination of action is needed"

Satine placed the first piece in her ear. "Frquency currently set for 8.2. If found give me a second switch to 22." She smiled.

"I'm near ready. How about you? Need help getting it all back on?"
 
Nolan had his combat pants, armorweave body shirt and boots on as Satine grabbed her gear. He replaced planted on his legs and arms.

"If you'd like to help me with my back and chest plate, I'd be 'very' appreciative." He winked at Satine.

His weapons were in the locker to the right, along with a few of the Dragon Spikes. He planned on taking a few with them on their hunt. He was replacing his crushgaunts as he spoke.


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
"Well I'd like you to be appreciative. Very appreciative." She walked over giving him the look that said two could play this game. "Don't forget the frequencies Nolan." She reached for the fasteners.

She couldn't help that her mind drifted for a moment damn this was messing with her focus. "Yes we will tell each other everything. "She smiled.

"Ready ?" He looked ready she had everything she pulled up the hood on her jacket it his her face. The black boots, gloves, pants, all . Would hide her in shadows.

"Lets go have a conversation. Or two. See what we find." He . Looked powerful in his armour. He handoff the don't mess with me image. Who in their right mind would.

[member="Nolan Detta"]
 
Nolan looked down at Satine as she helped him with his armor. She was gorgeous, and dangerous at the same time. It was attractive beyond belief. He shifted in his armor until he was settled. He stowed his weapons on his armor and walked to Satine awaiting to move out.


"After you m'lady."


He was being polite, AND just wanted to watch her walk in front of him.


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
"Ok" she may have put a little more wiggle in her step as they headed out. First stop flight deck officer. Did he know said bothan.

Satine walked over "hi. My friend and I are looking for someone" oh he gave her the eye. That. Oh no. Not that question. "Don't test me."

She looked to Nolan, "he won't like it if you make me upset" then she looked back, did he need convincing

[member="Nolan Detta"]
 
Nolan followed Satine back into the city, he found himself bobbing his head slightly with the sway of Satine's hips. Satine began to question the flight official, sweat began to run down the mans face when she gestured to Nolan.

He crossed his arms, his height and notable armor giving off his Mandalorian glow of 'I will kill for Fun' look. The officer gulped and tugged at his collar, and reluctantly directed the pair to a local 'entertainment bar' that the Bothan frequented. To add to the officers nightmare, as they walked passed him, Nolan patted the mans head with his crushgaunt, watching the man flinch made him chuckle inside his helmet.

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
Satine nodded and smiled such an innocent little grin at the official and then began her walk toward "entertainment" it made her laugh. She looked back just in time to see Nolan pat the official on the head.

She turned around walking backwards to look at Nolan, "You're a devil Nolan" She grinned, "but I like it" Laughing she turned headed toward the doorway one of the bouncers stood in front of her, "where are you going?"

She looked up batted her long lashes, giving him a welcoming grin, "Oh if I told you that it would just drive you insane knowing" She leaned closer, "Knowing what I am going to do in there, and just how many ways I can do it, and with just the right amount of flexibility you'd be amazed"

She stepped back, into Nolan. "This is my mandalorian god, dar'yaim or hell if you like. I call him that because of the fire he can rain down on someone in just moments." She winked at the bouncer, "He's kinda hot don't you think?" She smiled, "Can I go in now?" she asked so innocently.

The bouncers not sure whether she was on the level or what shook their heads and let them pass.

"Ok [member="Nolan Detta"], our bothan goes by the name of Rayland. He's about 5'7, brown hair, really pasty skinned but bears a scar on his right hand that goes from one side to the other. Now he might have a body guard, and someone might be watching him from above. The database doesn't give much else right now, oh he likes jawa juice, he's not a drinker" then what was he doing in here she thought.

Satine looked around, "Shall I take one side and you the other cyar'ika?" Satine was thinking one slip of the vibro blade between the ribs just right and the bothan would go down. Course they'd have to make sure he didn't get up. Satine did not take pleasure in death, it was just her way of coping with the act of having to commit it. The penance that she would do later for it would never equal taking the life, but her Clan would go on.
 
Nolan shrugged at the devil comment, she was right. He watched her threaten the bouncers and made them scaroused. When they entered, she offered split up, Nolan nodded his head and walked into the crowd. He found a spot near the DJ's booth and scanned the area. He blinked on his HUD a few times to zoom his visor in on a face he thought was the Bothan.

As he watched the crowd, he saw someone, a familiar, beatiful someone. Satine was doing her thing, and he couldn't help but stare...

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"]

She was working the room trying to get the information all while looking about then it happened someone turned from her without speaking. She arched a brow and then shot a look toward Nolan. This one, "I think I need to take a stroll" She hoped this was the lead they were looking for.

This Bothan shouldn't be this hard to find, it was the aliens that were hard unless you decipher distinguishing looks it was hard to discover them. She walked slowly, cautiously toward the back of the room watching for the evitable running to escape move.

She smiled and nodded as she passed, and still she could see the shadowy figure moving.
 
Having been lost in thought about Satine, he almost didn't notice her spot the potential target. At her word, Nolan moved for the target she identified. He walked through the dance floor, slowly released his Rhyno from its cage and pulled the hammer back. The loud music covered the click of the hammer pull. Nolan walked up behind the Bothan, he got close enough to inspect the physical attributes and attire of the xenos. The drink appeared to be juice. No alcoholic content could be determined.

"I do believe I found him dear."

With his off hand, Nolan patted the Bothan on the shoulder, like an old friend had found another. He, through his T-visor, looked around the table. He was with a Rodian, Sulustian and a droid. Nolan could not make out a scar on the hand but he appeared close to the description.

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
dear, she stopped he called her dear. awwww. how wonderful, she looked over at him beaming with such pride that he had called her this term of endearment. She walked toward his position, her eyes on him forgetting the Bothan for the moment.

If she could have jumped in his arms then she would have but no that would have to wait. She came around to where she could see the Bothan's face. "Rayland, you've been a bad boy, and you need to come talk to us" She gave him that dead pan look of you won't like this, and neither will we but work is work.

She smiled at Nolan again, she knew what temptations were beneath that armor and she wanted to snuggle close to him again, but work must come first.


She shook her head, "Let's go outside" She led the way, while Nolan pushed their new found friend to go outside.

[member="Nolan Detta"]
 
Nolan felt his chest tighten when Satine smiled at him, he longed for this job to be over and to feel her warmth again. Nolan placed a crushgaunt on the shoulder of the Bothan and escorted him out, turning the heads of a number of others curious as to what was happening.

Once outside, Nolan tightened his grip on the collarbone of the target and sat him down against an alley wall. His Rhyno peeking out from behind his body as Nolan trained it lazily on the man. He turned to Satine awaiting her move.


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
Satine squatted down in front of Rayland, "first let's start by getting rid of this outer shell that you've been wearing" She waited staring at him, "Don't make me find it"

Rayland reached over and touched something and now the Bothan's true form was seen. It was easy to see why he chose a human form his canine teeth and the extra fur made him look vicious, and unapproachable. This image works if you want to be a spy, but it you want to race pods, or borrow things from a Hutt they didn't care what you looked like they would get their credits, or products from their dead hides.

"Now Rayland the Hutt says you owe him something, now you have the choice of giving it to me and my letting you go, of your paying me and my partner more than what the Hutt offered on your contract, or we can kill you as the Hutt would like" She looked at him emotionless now, her voice had dropped an octave she was now in serious mode.

Rayland swallowed hard looking from her to Nolan. He knew about Mandalorians, everyone knew about mandalorians. "I don't have what the Hutt wants Satine"

Ooo she arched a brow he knew her name. Now that was a twist, "How do you know my name?"

Rayland shook his head, "You're rallying the Shadows Guards to go back to Emberlene, and your image is being passed along to anyone talking about the Guards." Then his eyes went to Nolan, "and after your friend snapped the jaws on the dragon they wanted to know more about him too"

"And then there's that little incident with your mother that seems to have popped up again"

Satine wanted to show little interest in what he was saying damn bothans were excellent spies, so what did he offer. And was this his bargaining chip. The Bothan gave her a toothy grin which she wanted to slap off his face but refrained, and held her emotions in check.

"Ok out with it Rayland, what do you want?" She was grinding her teeth slowly now controlling the need to threaten him further.

"Well" the bothan relaxed as if he knew he had the upper hand, "I will surmise that you don't really care that your reputation and his are growing. But that you want to know about the thing with your mother"

"You're wasting my time" she said slowly her heart was beating slower she reached up and pulled the zenji from her hair and with a quick rotation of her wrist and brought it down hard the bothan cried out, the needle was stuck in the ground. "Talk" she whispered.

He nodded, "fine fine. Did you know there was a traitor on Emberlene, even now, someone who doesn't want to change the way things are."

Her blue gray eyes were more like steel now. "I think I should just kill you now, you're boring me to pieces." She leaned closer, "I have better things to do than listen to your whining and desperate attempt to keep me from fulfilling the contract"

He nodded,"ok, you've got wamp rats in your house they are already bargaining with the Imperials, offering the same deal your mother did. Free labor and a bunch of breeders for their elite"

It was lie it had to be her mother would not do that, and no one in the Clan would dare! "I want a name."

The bothan smiled again, "that will take time"

"You bargain your life find the name, and goddess help you if you're lying to me, I'll find you and kill you just on principle." The bothan scrambled away leaving Satine sitting there contemplating everyone in her Clan. Was there anyone that had been outspoken, was there anything that jumped to her attention.

She looked up to Nolan, "What do mandalorians do with traitors?" Her heart so full of her new found happiness and connection with Nolan now twisted inside her, nothing was worse than a family betrayal and for what, what was the payoff on this, if it was true or was he just lying to get away.

[member="Nolan Detta"]
 
Nolan knew he was useless with emotional conversation, but Satine's question had an answer. Unfortunately, he feared she would not like the answer he had. He squared down next to her, wanting to read out and touch her, but he held back.

His answer was short and bitter, "Death or Banishment"

He would wait for her next action before doing anything. He wasn't going to leave her side. Not now, and not ever.


[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"]

She looked over at him slowly she nodded, "it is the same for us, to have to think of this in regards to one of my clan is unthinkable" Her words were emotionless the same dull sound passed over her pale pink lips as she considered the death of family.

It would depend on the crime, "betrayal of family is the ultimate sin for we are few and to take what is so precious and treat it so carelessly is cause for death" Satine reached over and put her hand on Nolan. The night that she had envisioned now was shadowed by doubt.

She tried to smile some, "I'm sorry Nolan that this has happened. I knew Bothans were good spies, and had excellent equipment I just never thought that my name would be uttered by one" She nodded though if for no other reason than to have her head do something other than think, "Shall we try to get some info on the rodian for tomorrow?"

She needed her mind on something, though her mind being on Nolan certainly had its advantages.
 
Nolan grabbed Satine's hand where it lay on him, brought it out like he was holding the hand of royalty, pulled off his helmet and kissed her hand. He looked up into her eyes, in the dark they appeared metallic and cold, but he saw a glint of hope behind them, along with something else.

"What's say we grab some food, some tea and retire for the evening, you can talk about your many adventures and I can just look at you, watch you speak, absorb your presence and rub your feet. How's that sound? A little better than chasing a cowardly Rodian."

He knew he needed to take her mind off her clan, it wasn't healthy nor safe to continue under duress. He figured spoiling her would help, plus, he wanted more time with her alone...

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"]

She smiled at him he was so sweet. "Food, tea, retire, talk," she grinned, "foot rub, yeah that all sounds great" She let out that little breath that she had been holding, "there are only a few things better than chasing rodians" She smiled, and slowly moved making sure she was steady on her feet.

Clan business. It never seemed to end, even when she was far and away, here it was again. And dammit what did he mean, and when would he have the rest.

"So, what shall we eat this evening, I'm sure there's fine dining all over Tattoine" She was making an attempt at being funny.
 
Nolan stood with Satine, a hand at her back to steady her, he looked into her eyes and smiled. He chuckled at her remark on the fine dining situation. Nolan offered up his hand, and would walk her towards Satine's ship. He holstered his pistol and on his HUD brought up the holonet for local markets and eateries. He found one that looked promising. He tagged it and saved it on his radar for later.

"Let's go back, change into regular people clothes and go to a place I know of nearby. I promise it will satisfy your appetite."

[member="Satine D'ulin"]
 
[member="Nolan Detta"], "I'm not worried about my appetite, and I know somehow I just know you will take care of me" It was a hard thing to say, to let him take care of her she had always been so self sufficient in all things, and now to feel as she did and to willingly turn to him and seek his hand, his voice after only a short short time she was amazed by it all.

And that he wanted to, she smiled. He wanted to do these things. "So this place, is it the T-shirt and jeans crowd?"

She held fast to his gloved hand careful knowing that he could crush her but she also knew he wouldn't.
 

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