Futurebound and 20/20

[Anton Nadramie]

Every businessman had an act of celebration upon cinching a business deal. Some would go home to their families and prepare a feast, others would use the sponsored cash to gamble, while Anton fit a large majority in relaxing with a drink. However the list became more minor as he also would include in his toasts women, occasional touch of Sansanna Spice to really get his night going. Gambling? Not really his thing, unless you considered Rokna Blue a gamble.

The news of his new business partner had reached the bartender here as Anton Nadramie graced the bar with his presence. That classic light gray suit, white undershirt and no tie to be found. The attractive dark haired man took his drink with a smile, giving it a soft stir with the turns of his wrist. Dropping in a pinch of orange spice he washed the stain from his finger with a more direct stir and then began to look about the bar/nightclub. Ivory really had invited him to quite the establishment.

Girls in large glass tubes danced around poles inside the bar's circular shape, while tables lined away and beyond that a place for those inclined to dance a place of expression. A resturant to the far left and upstairs a Hotel. Everything a casino could have to draw in guests Crown Prime Casino had. Now Anton was searching in his stationed position for a girl to share this place with. Only the finest for a night like tonight.

 

[Jairdain]

This was her fourth time coming to Coruscant, but the first time for what some might consider to be pleasure. The emotionally shattered woman was lost right now. Without a clue on right or wrong anymore, barely knowing up from down and in a slow spiral down. What had started as a simple desire to drink away her pain has now turned into something more.

She now craved more to her life than the empty drink. Currently a guest at this casino, she was allowed to walk freely around. No weapons were allowed on the floor and her saber was no present. However, she was a Force user, so not entirely without defenses. Walking around almost like the blind woman she was, she actually did not run into anything or anybody.

Turning heads now and then, but nothing else as she may have gotten close to people. Not drawing any further information, she found her way to the bar. Here anything could be found...for a price. Placing a card on the counter, she ordered her first drink of the night.

Wearing what was comfortable, there was no way to tell what she was. While her clothing was nice, nothing indicated she was a Force user or allied with any government. Brown pants, with a dark shirt and boots. She did not wear any jewelry either.

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[Anton Nadramie]

A Twi'lek girl, not good to oversaturate ones pallate. Perhaps the cute girl in green, he didn't quite recognize her race so he didn't know how the sheet compatibility check would turn. A human girl, punk and fit quite the catch! For another man... well damn. Turning back to the bar he looked up to the dancing girl and noted that anyone here on a paycheck probably wouldn't take much interest. All work no play, the absolute worst way to live life. Then, she came. Nondescript, human blending into the crowd. How would a once again wildly successful business man notice someone so... plain?

It was the eyes, her cheeks looked warm and her hair soft but those eyes. Blank, vacant, the color dull. Now that, was a girl in need of spice, spice that a man of his calibur could provide. Maybe she was an assembly worker who hated her job, or a disgraced family member, he wanted to know what made her so sad, and then wanted to cover those issues with the blanket of sinful pleasure he was well versed in. Moving his way on over to her he swooped down onto his prey.

"Excuse me, ma'am. I couldn't help but notice you just got here and you're missing something par for the course."

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[Jairdain]

"It is Miss actually. What is it you feel I am missing?"

She would make that first​ part clear. Not turning to look at him, that was something she could do through the Force. If she did turn, her gaze would be unfocused so to her that wouldn't matter. Unable to see what he looked like physically, it didn't make a difference if she did turn. He maybe wouldn't know this though.

Picking up the drink as it was set in front of her, Jairdain took a drink of it and put the glass back on the counter. Finally she did turn, not just her head though, but her whole body. The woman may not be wearing anything fancy, but the make of the clothing was quality. Tailored for her and not many others would be able to fit into them as well.

In answer to her own question, she felt she knew what she was missing. Now she waited to hear this man's answer.

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[Anton Nadramie]

Looking around to the other members of the club, it was very obvious what she was missing. Everyone having fun, dancing about and flirting. Some people getting way beyond the PG-13 rating and others knowing their limits to take themselves elsewhere. The restaurant and dance floor running hot was a good excuse for dressing so immodestly yet these two were rather snug. Snug being quite the term for her well fitted clothes. With her at the side view it wasn't bad at all. He then brought his eyes back to her who was turned towards him another fine glance, those eyes showed her need.

Up close she did have her own charisma, a natural kind of beauty. Putting an elbow to the bar he brought his drink to his lips and then his eyes rather obviously took in her form before he continued. "Everyone in here is talking to someone. While some aren't using words they at the very least are occupied in some way. Drinking alone isn't good for you, so why don't we share a glass and maybe I'll get you to smile sometime here soon."

That debonair carried him through most situations, even in her vunerable state she was a tough one. So with the chance of her thinking he's the right type being up to chance he'd have to lay it on a bit thick.

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[Jairdain]

What a person saw in her, she could not see herself. Same as what she might see in others. Her view was different than what somebody would see with vision. While he saw an attractive woman, she saw somebody with the power to help her and maybe more. At his words a small shadow of one crossed her face, that smile did not reach her eyes though.

"I am Jairdain."

Leaning on the counter only slightly, she extended a hand to him to shake. Keeping her arm close to her body, she only extended it out from the elbow. By this action, if he accepted the hand, would draw them a little closer together in proximity. The man was smooth and she was not in a good place in life. What she did not know was he viewed her as prey and right now she was an easy target.

Lifting her glass for another drink, she considered what to say next. Not one to normally be at a loss for words, this is exactly where she found herself. One to have a quick come back, anything she might have said was gone.

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[Anton Nadramie]

[member="Jairdain"], quite the name indeed. A cute one for that face to match. Looking down to her hand he gave a smirk, especially since he had earned at least a tiny smile out of the quiet girl. Even so she and he shared a similar idea, taking her hand he stepped closer and she pulled them closer. The act of both working together brought her right up against him. The only thing protecting her and him was the clothes they wore now. Anton Nadramie was warm as they had an almost half embrace. That smirk turned into a snicker and soft laugh as he looked down to her.

"Well aren't we friendly." Bringing his glass up with his height he took a drink after she had hers before adding a bit more lean into his frame to draw their faces closer, not quite a dangerous distance yet but one to stir away any other people who might've tried approaching Jairdain. "Though I can't say that's a bad thing. I've always admired someone like that. Especially when they're as cute as you."

His other hand rested now on her lower back as he now finished their half embrace. The soft hands of a man who was not at war. No rough edges or coarse textures, yet with the same strength a man's hand brought. "My name's Anton, it really is a pleasure to meet you."

 

[Jairdain]

Yes she was being friendly, but in a way that was her nature. Even if she hadn't been in such a poor state, she would have been friendly. Not quite this open about it though. Did she feel bad or poorly about it? Not at all.

Her offered shake had the desired outcome and it brought them closer. This is what she thought she wanted and his charisma drew her to him. His comment about him thinking she was cute brought another shadow of a smile from her.

"I wonder what it is like to see me."

He may not have noticed ​that unfocused gaze of hers or maybe it was not important to him. Her words carried some weight to them though. As his arm wrapped its way around her, she felt warm and comforted. Probably exactly what he was after and it wrapped her around his finger. Tonight the woman that was normally in control was lost and she did not even know it.

"Anton, that is a very nice name. Simple and authentic. It is a mutual pleasure to meet you as well."

It was the farthest way to describe the man himself, but she did not feel that far into things.

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[Anton Nadramie]

Those eyes, even now were so lost. Though seeing his own face reflected off those iris were begining to become more and more symbolic of the situation that she found herself in. Those words were starting to trail off some, maybe she was leaving her void and was taking foot in the world he was crafting for her. "Authentic is quite the compliment, I'm simply a man who says things as he sees it." Bringing a free hand up to her face a soft sadness came over him. Whether it was authentic or an act remained a mystery, though to her it was likely seen as nothing more than real emotion.

"I see a beautiful woman, whose been through so much. So so very much. Good, bad, and... sad things." Still at a distance that even lovers would shy away from in public he put his forehead to hers to intensify the moment. "I don't want to see you sad... you're far too gorgeous for that. A shinning star brighter than..." Moving his head off her he pulled hers to his chest and looked to the bottles at the bar. 'Corellion Rum' stuck out. "There's a resistance in you, something that's afraid to let go. But with me..." Looking back to her his lips inched close to hers as his smooth caramel tone reached her.

"You don't have to fight anything with me. Just, relax and do what makes you... happy." He breathed out sensually as he held her closer in his strong comforting grasp.

 

[Jairdain]

If that was the man she assumed him to be then authentic was as good a word for him as any. As he spoke, a sense of sorrow came to her from him and his hand came up to her face. A light touch on her cheek drew her attention there for a moment, but when he spoke again, it turned back to him. His forehead came down to rest on hers and her eyes closed at the sensation.

Wrapping her arm around him, there was no longer any distance between them. Warmth came to her and she drew that into her. Her breath caught for just a moment, but she did not pull away until he did. Her free hand would reach out to find her drink and a sip was taken of that as he continued. With him placing her head on his chest, she set her glass now almost forgotten as she took in his offered comfort.

"And what do you think I have through to make me as say?"

The woman was far from fighting, but not yet fully ready to surrender to what was calling her.

"True happiness is something untouchable for me. Only nights of it before the pain returns the next day."
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[Anton Nadramie]

She wasn't biting just yet, that was fine. Jairdain was interesting and beautiful all the same, honestly he did think about having her around more than one night. However it wasn't his place to do such a thing, even if part of him longed for it. Backing away very shortly from the attempted kiss he explained his thoughts on her questions,

"Darling, you've been going about it all wrong." The hands on her fought the temptation to explore. Not here, a man had to protect at least some of his image, even with a woman so attractive. However that smile remained. "Darkness is encapsulated easily. If you give yourself one night of enjoyment and then fester in the daylight. It's only because you've stopped enjoying your life. Instead enjoy every moment. Indulge in every pleasure, and feast upon your youth while you have it. Then that emptiness will go away."

Tucking a hand under her chin he looked over that artwork laid on her bones and shook his head some. "Let me show you how to defeat sorrow." Before their arms wrapped around each other finally pulled in unison and brought his lips to hers. The foreplay to the kiss now ending as he made the first move.

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[Jairdain]

She was not thinking more than a day ahead right now. Which was quite uncommon for her. Jairdain in a proper state of mind thought out her plans months in advance. Sometimes longer, but not as often.

"I live in a world of darkness. Day or night, it means nothing to me. The pleasures you speak of are fleeting and there is the desire for more. It is what brought me here. A place to find what I am missing, a cure for the sorrow that you so clear see I'm filled with."

His word indicating he could show her how to defeat that sorrow was met with a kiss that she returned fully. Drawn to him now like a moth to a flame. By now Jairdain was caught and trapped. In her mind this is what she wanted and needed. The small part of her that she had stopped listening to tried to warn her, but it went ignored and pushed back down.

When that kiss broke, there was very little she could think of say, but this came to mind.

"I want more."
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[Anton Nadramie]

She spoke of her sadness, of that darkness she held so true to her heart. It meant nothing, not now. Grabbing at her lustfully he kissed her a second time and heeded her words close. 'I want more' How kindred their needs were. His mouth did the talking but not in words or language that he had learned through textbook. Through the Id of his mind, that primal resonance that he was born with as an animal who needed to eat, survive, and mate to survive. So with a woman once engaged to royalty in his clutches he knew only that she was a fine catch but not to the extent of that nature. What a woman indeed...

"I'll give you everything you need." Stepping to the side of her he pulled at her hand to bring her away from the bar.

"Just follow me close, and I'll close up every hurting piece of you. You won't be sad tonight, nor any other night we share together." So, she did. They left to the hotel in this casino and they did as people do. Anton taking just as much precision and thought into his actions there as he did when courting her.

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Now, many hours later after they both had collapsed in sweat and ecstasy Jairdain would wake up second. With a pleased Anton in the bed sending a few messages it seemed. Lengthy ones with thought put into every word before his eyes trailed from left to right in reading, and continued to meet her own. The passive smile on his face became active as he reached out and pet down her hair pulling her close and kissing her forehead. "Good morning, [member="Jairdain"]."

 

[Jairdain]

That second kiss broke any resolve Jairdain had and she folded to Anton. What he gave her far outweighed anything the drinks or drugs would provide for her. A natural high as opposed to a chemical one. It would have a farther lasting effect on her than something false and lent her mind into believing he was as authentic as she said.

What he was doing on the datapad was lost to her and she did not question him.

Like a pet, she allowed him to play with her hair. Pulling her in close as she went to sit up, she could tell he was pleased she had woken up. Still under his spell, she leaned into that kiss and had a smile of her own.

"Good morning, Anton. I thank you for the night. What magic you have over me, I would like to learn."

Her own hand ​reached up to run itself along his cheek in a light caress and run through his hair.

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[Anton Nadramie]

The soft features of his face had next to no visual blemishes. The feel of his skin was naturally comforting against her, like he was designed for this kind of attention. That thin form, with every feature of his face sharp. The eyes intense in every lighting, only swayed by his current emotions. Now that she'd seen him without his clothes on it was hard to find where his physical force came from being so lithe. Now with both petting each other he spoke back to her,

"Dear, I assure you I've no form of magics or even the force. However, if any of us here are spell caster's it'd have to be you with those eyes." Pushing the datapad to the side off the bed. Pulling her body over to him he crawled over the top of him with a soft growl and a kiss to her lips, a soft bite to the bottom one as he continued. "Those hips are pretty criminal if we're talking witches." Breathed out lustfully he kissed her again before pulling back and looking over his still nude partner, a sentiment he shared.

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[Jairdain]

Much like him, her skin was essentially pristine, any scars she had and there were many were in her mind. He very likely could pick that up though and what had drawn him to her. Almost anybody could take advantage of her and he had done just that. A part of her knew it, but it was the silent one now.

"I have not used the Force on you. Not something I would do unless you asked. Only passive use as that is natural."

If there was a way for her to wrap herself around him, she would have done just that. As it was all she could do was intertwine their legs and wrap her arms around him as he came over her for that kiss. That little bit of pain would cause a small tremor and what he said after brought a small chuckle from her.

"Oh no, there is something about you. Maybe it's your body, your strength or charisma...all of the above possibly. If you say you can't use the Force, then what you do is a natural talent and something I like."
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[Anton Nadramie]

Laughing some he rubbed his nose against her in a playful manner. "Keep up the compliments and It'll be a late breakfast for us." Looking to his left at the clock on the wall he considered his options before looking down at her with a devilish grin. "Well they don't serve breakfast for an hour. But..." Kissing her again he targeted her lips, chin, and with a pull of her soft black hair back he trailed down her neck with his lips to her exposed chest and down the middle. Looking back up and releasing her head from his grasp.

"I learned a few things about you last night. Maybe an hour will be enough as long as you paid attention too." He cooed at her with a lusty, hungry, kind of smile. Bringing his hands to her wrists he continued to kiss down to her stomach before laying his head against her stomach. "Unless you'd rather you're feeling a bit prudish after that drink's out of your system hm?" Goading her with another kiss below her navel he looked back up, half for consent, and half for her reaction.

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[Jairdain]

"Who needs breakfast anyway?"

Being the empath she was, Jairdain clearly picked up on his desire. The lust he felt was returned and as he tempted her with his lips, she returned all of them. Her head tipped back and her body moved with him. If Anton was looking for consent, this was all of it.

"One single drink does not have the same affect on me that it used to. You have as much of me today as yesterday."

​With her own guiding motions, sounds and expressions the next hour or so was spent in mutual pleasure. No more sleep was needed, but in the end they both lay in bed with their hunger for each other satiated for the moment.

In a gentle and almost caring manner, her hands traveled across his body. She felt the hidden strength of him and smiled. With a little sigh, she focused on him through the Force. For the first time, she could sense that darkness within him, but did not dwell on it much. Everybody had a touch of dark and it was something she had learned to accept, even from herself.

"I do suppose we should get up and go get something to eat. Maybe learn a bit about each other outside of the bedroom."

A half smile came with that and a touch of her humor shined through.

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[Anton Nadramie]

"Asking me on a date? So bold, where I'm from I was told that was my job to be asking for your hand. Well at least let me buy you the breakfast." He teased back as he finally let go of her hand to stand up by the bed where a multitude of debauchery had occurred. Now dressing himself again he was eager to help her get into her clothes again, of course taking his time with it. Though however once they were prepared to leave again he did kiss her cheek and take her on downstairs.

Breakfast as a serene experience in comparison to the night of wonders from before. Though with a happy and laughing Anton he still remaind kind and a little clingy in the day time. Drinking in the morning and even an offering of dust showed that his party switch, well wasn't a switch and more so just a meter directly tied to his consciousness. Though as it came to just before lunch he had to go, a large business deal he had to prepare for. So leaving her a kiss, the memories, and his card in case she wanted to come by again he left just as quickly as he had come into her life.

"See ya Jair."

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