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

[Nolan Detta]

He couldn't help but smile when Satine confessed her trust in his judgement. He began to guide her back to the ship, his helmet clipped to his belt. Everyone that passed them by gave a wide berth to avoid a Mando and a woman in black who was holding the warriors hand. She was stunning, and yet not a single person had the goad to try and whistle or shout at her looks.

Once back to the ship he began to take off his armor. In his bag, he pulled out a jacket, black and sleek.

"It's a T-shirt and jeans place if you want it to be." As he slipped into the jacket, leaving on his body shirt and combat pants. He left the holster on his hip, because he loved watching people eye it when they saw him.

"I'm wearing this. And what ever you wear will be more than enough to make me look like I'm underdressed."

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[Satine Detta]

"I'm not wearing anything that would make you look bad" She was looking through her clothes, she pulled out a green T Shirt, short bolero jacket, and a comfy pair of jeans, slipping on her boots to keep her vibro blade where she could reach it, and she slipped a zenji needle through her hair.

She walked over looking at Nolan, "What do you think" she turned so he could get the full effect. She then walked to Nolan, "Love the body shirt, and the accessories" she meant his weapon. "But you look good Nolan, any woman would be looking at you wanting to take you home and do....baaddd things to you" She grinned.

"Ok love, where is this place we are eating at?"

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan looked Satine over, even when she wasn't trying, it was like she had spent an hour. He have an obvious once over.

"Too bad I'm already going home with one of those women tonight." He brought himself right into her space, looked down at her and kissed her.

"It's a surprise." The restaurant was were political dignitaries went when in transit between systems. It was expensive but Nolan had a contract for his brewery there. While they had been changing, he got a private table.

Nolan held out his arm to escort Satine to the restaurant. A few blocks through quizzical looks and a few fearful ones. They reached the place, the outside looked like any other building on Tatooine, but inside was lavish Victorian architecture and satin table clothes and fine wine by the tables.

The host say Nolan and hurriedly escorted them to a table in the back. It was very private, it sat in a back corner with a pull curtain that cover the area. A bottle of fine champagne sat in a silver bucket of ice.

Nolan assisted Satine to her seat before sitting himself across her.

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[Satine Detta]

It was the greatest of feelings to know she was walking with someone who instilled some fear into the hearts of those around them. When they made the turn to go into the restaurant Satine was quite unsure that this would be a fine dining experience, wamp rat for appetizers she was sure.

But then it opened up, it was stunning. They walked toward the back Satine's gaze fell upon everything as they moved this was singularly the most extravagant place she had ever been in. She did not know what to say, until they were seated and she looked across the table staring into those brilliant orbs.

"Nolan this is so beautiful, how did you know?" How did he know it was there, had he been to Tattooine that many times to know this place. This would more than take her mind from Clan business it had but wiped it out for the moment.

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[Nolan Detta]

"I have a contract here with my company back home. We provide stock of their most popular ale, Circe Green. My brother runs the shop while I'm the delivery boy. They owe me a dinner and what better way to cash in on that than an evening with a lovely woman."

Nolan popped the cork of the champagne and poured two glasses. After handing Satine hers, he held up his for a toast.

"To the company of a beautiful woman and an amazing warrior, cheers"

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[Satine Detta]

She raised her glass, "Let us not forget the the other warrior at the table" she didn't think he needed a comment about his looks he was Adonis to her. "Cheers"

Satine took a sip, excellent! She smiled brightly " well I like the delivery boy, how long have you been in that business?" He was multi talented, how had he remained single. "You amaze me you know."

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan clinked his glass against Satine's, then took a swig of the sweet carbonated beverage. He laughed a bit.

"My brother and I have run our brewery for a couple of years now. We have contracts for deliveries all over the galaxy. I'm nothing special. Just doing my job."

A wIter came by with menus to look over. Nolan browsed the items, wondering what to get.

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[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

Satine looked at the menu, then over the top of it at Nolan, leaning across the table, "Nolan can we order anything?" Really anything? She had never been in a place this fancy, this elegant. And if they were to each eat for free she wanted to try a few things, to try...some comfort food that she felt she needed.

The menu had some lavish dishes on it, "You're special to me Nolan, even after this short bit." She half smiled as she reached for his hand, "please don't ever sell yourself short, you're more than you think"

She did not move her hand for a time, she wanted to feel him there close.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan looked into the steel eyes of Satine, the steel that broke the wall around his heart. Special, that was something he was not accustomed to being to someone else.

And you are to me. It is strange to think this has developed in just a day, but it feels like a life time.

He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. How could he come across this woman in a galaxy filled with people, and here she is. The one to change everything. He snapped out of it after a breath, back to the evening at hand.

It's all on me, so order what you want.

[member="Satine D'ulin"]

 

[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

That was quite the offer, now if this was something that was on the house she might consider something a bit more uppity on the menu she would keep it calm, "I think a nice bantha steak, with vegetables, and something roasted potatoes. bread." She twitched her nose a little, "start with a nice salad though...and...well that is plenty"

Satine set her menu down, she was not afraid to eat like some women who played with their food, a little salad and then go home and stuff whatever they can into their mouths. No, not Satine.

"Tell me something that no one else knows about you" She smiled. This was a different setting for them.

 

[Nolan Detta]

"Well, no one knows the details, but I have trained with Force Users, I have the gift I guess you could say. My family knows I'm Force Sensitive, but not that I've been training nor do they know which side I've trained. I know darkside powers. I use them against the Sith and that dragon. That is why it targeted me like it did."

He hoped that what he just said wouldn't effect how Satine felt about him. It is a means to an end, nothing more. He had the look of worry on his face as he finished his answer.

[member="Satine D'ulin"]

 

[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

Force user. Her one encounter with a Jedi had left a bitter taste in her mouth she remembered his...words. She reminded herself that this was different this was Nolan, who had not spoke to her like an object to be played with and bent to his will. NO. She nodded, "then it is a tool to enhance your abilities, I can accept that" She smiled.

She saw the worry, and hoped that her words though few would tell him it was ok, this was not a problem. "I have found some Jedi can be....leeches. that is not you." that was all she would say now.

"I have asked two of my clan sisters to make marriages, with men who can strengthen the clan." What would he think of that?

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan nodded his head, she understood his reasons for using his curse. He looked up just as the waiter was coming over.

"We will have two specials, hers with Bantha and I would like the Chefs choice. Also, a salad for the lady." The waiter nodded and walked away.

"Jedi can be difficult to deal with, but the Sith are far worse. They both think themselves better than the rest of is because of their powers. But someone like me will show them the error of their ways."

He took a gulp of the champagne and favored the cool, sweet taste on his tongue. Satine mentioned marriage in her clan, sisters asked to find strong partners. That made sense, to keep a strong succession of clan members, strong mates were the best. It seemed there were more similarities between Emberlene and Mandalore than he thought.

"Well, it only makes sense, to keep the bloodline strong, strong parents are needed to make strong offspring. It is similar on Mandalore. Save for our positions are slightly different. Your culture is a matriarchal type while Mandalore is ruled by the strongest. Before our last Mand'alor Gilamar Skirata, we were led by Mand'alor Mia Monroe. She was as strong, if not stronger than Skirata. So a strong breed is a all we require. I applaud you for recognizing such an important similarity between our cultures. I would want my child to be strong and smart like myself and my wife, one day."

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[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

"Yes I would like the same for my child, to be strong and wise. It takes many things to achieve this aside from strong parents, but schooling and a strong family" Yes they had many things in common it seemed. This was all looking to be favored by the goddess.

"There seems to be much that we share already Nolan, I am quite intriqued to meet your mandalorian family. Do you know a man named Strider Garon by chance?" She asked him out of curiousity it was the name given to her by her Aunt, saying that her mother had passed the name to her before her death.

It would mean she had a direct line to the mandalorians

 

[Nolan Detta]

"Garon has been my mentor. He took my brother and me under his wing after the invasion on Mandalore. I would lay down my life in a heartbeat for Strider."

"How is it that you know him?

Nolan was extremely intrigued as to how she knew someone so high up in the ranks of the Vod. Not worried, but interested. He refilled the glasses of champagne.

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[Satine Detta]

She laughed out loud quickly covering her mouth.

"You know him??" What a stroke of luck. "He's my father Nolan"

She let the words hang there.

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[Nolan Detta]

Nolan spit out his champagne off to the side. He started choking as he fought to comprehend what was just said. Strider is her father, and how their relationship started would not go over well with him. He was not afraid of what he would do, it was more about what he wouldn't do.

You...cough cough...are Striders...cough...daughter...!!

Nolan wiped the liquid from his chin, trying to regain his composure.


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[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

OH my was the champagne bad! Satine leaned forward, "Nolan?" She began to laugh, "I will take that as a yes you know him. From your reaction however, I am not sure if it is good or bad"

She sat back with her glass, "So what do you know of him ?"

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan composed himself, cleaned his chest off and cleared his throat.

"I know him well. Strider is my mentor. Mine and my brothers. He never mentioned he had children. I was under the impression that the Garon was as much of a war junky as me. I know him as the one man who could walk into a room full of Sith, spit on them and walk out untouched."

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[Satine Detta]

[member="Nolan Detta"]

Satine nodded and laughed, "Well if he is such a man that would explain why my mother was drawn to him. It seems a family trait for D'ulin women to be drawn to fierce warriors" She gave him a knowing look, it was one of the reasons that made her want him. His handling of the dragon...damn he was so...

oh the things her mind went too.

"He may not quite know about me, I think my mother told him she was pregnant. But she died when I was younger so, she may not have told him my name, I just don't know. But my Aunt had his, and then of course we ran it through the galactic genetics database for confirmation."

She took another drink and thought about it. "Maybe I need to go to Mandalore to find him, what do you think?"