Private Girls like cars and money

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Celt looked at the part that the forgemaster had sourced for her, running her hand on it. "I'll have to take your word for it forgemaster, not reallt my area of expertise." she let out a little laugh, she was much more confident in battle than she was under the hood of a repulsor car.

"Looks like your time in the ring is approaching, I had a couple of other bits I wanted to discuss with you too. Are you doing anything after the fight? Fancy coming out and seeing where these parts are going?" Celt was proud of her speeder, she had several large repulsor cars and had brought her favourite to the solstice event. It was a classic, which had been the reason the parts had been difficult to obtain, but it was a creation of beauty.

"We could go for a drive too if you are up for it?"
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[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Hilal's eyes lit up the moment the woman stepped inside her heart began to thump as she saw her rock hard abs exposed with her pants clinging on to her swaying hips. The black jacket added to coolness to Celt's alluring figure Hilal dropped the datapad the device smacking against the floor. "Chit," Hilal thought her mouth nearly salivating at Celt's outfit. "Look at that stomach of hers! It's soooo pristine!"

"OUCH!" Hilal jumped a dull jolt of electricity course through her body. DVA gave Hilal a shock using his electrical cord, the young woman huffed at her Droid before realizing that her cheeks were heating up and that she dropped her datapad. "OH CHIT!" Hilal laughed loudly before picking up her now cracked datapad. "Forgive me! S-sure! I would like to inspect your vehicle before I install it!"

There was still time left and her Armor was basically ready, Hilal wanted to undergo more testing before she fought. "DVA look over the final diagnostics," Hilal said beginning to follow Celt. "Lead the way!"

Why did Hilal feel that this would take forever? Maybe she wanted it to last forever, Hilal definitely wanted to know more about Celt now. "Her and her abs," Hilal thought smiling.

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

"Or we can do it now, sure." was it going to be that quick a job? Kind of handy if that was the case. She led the younger woman to her large orange speeder. Hilal Vizsla seemed strangely flustered for her station, her very pretty cheeks were flushed red. Celt wondered if she had caught her at a bad time?

"Here she is..." The mandalorian woman gestured at the vehicle that hovered in the speeder park. She went inside and popped the bonnet cover to allow Hilal access. "Girl still runs, obviously, but she's underpowered and keeps stalling out. I'm hoping that part will sort her out." Celt grabbed a half drunk dark green smoothie and stepped out, resting her hip against the car. She had no doubt the dark haired girl could get the job done. She pulled up her holopad and started bringing up details about the duels.

"Do you fancy your chances against this guy? Shall i stick a few credits on you?" she laughed.
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[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Over the years, Hilal gained reputation of not only creating high quality parts but was able to implement them at a faster pace. It was something that she took pride in. It came to a point where a Podracer offered Hilal a ton of credits to be the leader of her pit crew. Hilal denied her of course, she would rather build and race Pods rather than sit on the sidelines watching someone else have fun.

While she followed Celt Saxon towards her speeder, Hilal did her best not to look at Celt's exposed stomach. Yet was it was proving to be impossible task. "Fighting that Wookie in a hand to hand combat back at Denon was much easier than this......" Hilal thought her eyes occasionally stealing a glance at Celt's stomach. "Frack, I don't feel this way with Hex when I stare at her stomach."

And Hilal had...... fantasies of her and Hex lately.

Once they reached speeder Hilal looked at it in awe, it was an older model but it was definitely well maintained at least aesthetically. Hilal couldn't wait to look under hood. "A muscle speeder!" Hilal exclaimed. "Old school too! I would say it's a 800 ABY version they were very popular back then and a favorite among Speeder collectors!"

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Was the teen checking her out? Celt thought to herself as they chatted to each other, the girl wasn't exactly subtle. But then she also wasn't exactly hard on the eyes herself either, despite being a little younger, so she would take it as a compliment and not embarass the forgemaster, after all, she was here for her technical skills.

"796 actually, you can tell by the shape of the air scoop, they changed it in 99 so this is an original." Celt's eyes lit up as she talked and once Hilal had the part installed and was out of the engine compartment she gestured for the blue clad woman to sit beside her in the passenger seat of the car. She smiled then hit the starter. The vehicle throbbed into life, a long and deep throated tone that Celt could feel in her bones. She listened out for the misfire, it was gone. Beautiful.

They had about forty minutes left and Celt sank into her seat as she revved the motor. "Your 'gam all ready to go? Fancy coming for the test drive with me? Her hand sat on the shifters, stainless durasteel embossed with the emblem of the mythosaur, she was ready to go.​

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Celt even knew a lot about speeders as well! The amount of knowledge she espoused on the history of the Musclespeeder despite it being brief was enough for Hilal to understand that Celt knows her stuff even down to the minute detail. "Incredible," Hilal mumbled her pale face becoming red and she didn't realized she dropped all pretense of professionalism when her brown eyes continued to oogle on Celt's exposed abs. "Ahhhh those stomach muscles!" Hilal thought. "I wonder how many crunches she must have-"

She was awoken from her daydream when Celt revved the motor. The young woman jumped out of shock realizing that she has yet to install the parts. "H-hold on!" Hilal said rushing towards the back of the vehicle. "I still need to install the parts! You won't get that full experience if you leave those engine parts as is!"

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

And almost on cue, the motor began to misfire again. Celt was releived when she realised that Hilal Vizsla still had work to do under the hood and it wasn't a total failure. The blue woman flashed around and continued to work as Celt looked in the rear view mirror and reapplied her red lipstick. Pop pop! her lips made a sound as she finished andnshe glanced in the rear view mirror at the brunette as she worked, not what she had expected at all, much more erratic. It didn't detract from the quality of her work though, or her reputation.

"You got busted sheltering that firecracker from coruscant right? The one how blew up Omen's bar?" she laughed. Hilal was still free and working as a forgemaster so she had already been judged innocent, Celt was just curious. The atrisian whispers that had gone round had painted quite the story of how exactly they were found together, although she was fairly certain a few of the rumour mongers had simply read a few too many tacky romance novels.
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[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Right on cue, Celt's speeder began to float and sputter, Hilal shook her head cursing herself for being distracted yet again. Those stupid abs! If only Hilal tried hard enough in not looking at them. These sorts of distractions were starting to become scary, the fact that Hilal wasn't able to install those parts in time could seriously hurt her reputation. What if Celt was creeped out by Hilal's leering? What if she decided to leave and go to another shop? Hilal needed to stop letting her attraction bleed into her professional life, but It was so difficult to do so.

"I never had problems like this," Hilal thought shame flooding her body. "Sorry Celt!" She said giving a nervous laugh. "I'm just slow today! Maybe it's because of my upcoming fight!"

It was a lie; it was all about Celt and how beautiful she looked. Hilal groaned, tied up her hair and began to install the parts in the engine using her Hyrdrospanner. It was then Celt bought Hex and how she blew up the Omen's Bar. Hilal remembered Hex telling her that she had to leave Kresti due to her blowing up the bar. She remembered how she was ready to take the fall for her but Hex insisted. In truth, Hilal wondered if part of the reason Hex left was because she didn't feel at home at Kresti.

"What my best friend does is her business," Hilal replied cooly. "I didn't get reprimanded for it if that's what you're asking."

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

"No problem, a mandalorian who doesnt take a fight seriously doesnt deserve to wear their sigil." Celt replied to the forgemaster as she defended herself for her lack of immediacy, Celt wasn't exactly in a rush so what did it truly matter.

She widened her eyes slightly as Hilal Vizsla seemed slightly put out by her asking about her friend. "My apolgies, I didnt mean to pry, I was just curious. Shes lucky to have a friend willing to look out for her, particularly a mandalorian." Celt put her lipstick away and leaned back into her chair again. Ok, so she was getting a little impatient, she wanted to chat a little not just watch the hair of the mechanic bobbing up and down in her car. "You didnt answer my question, are you worth a bet?... uh oh, too late, already placed my bet."

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[Hilal Vizsla]

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"Indeed!" A cocky smirk slowly curled on Hilal's lips she was always eager for a fight to prove her mettle in battle. The problem was that she lacked the size and the strength to compete which made her feel inadequate. "But if there's one thing that Mandalorians also have," Hilal said steadying her hand on the Hydrospanner before finishing the installation. "Determination! We never give up despite the odds!"

That was what Hilal was telling herself whenever someone knocked her down and told her she could never be a Bounty Hunter. It was that steel will that Hilal had developed inside of her over the years which made her kept going. "No one is going to stop me," she thought before being interrupted by Celt. "What do you mean?" Hilal chuckled placing her hydrospanner in her pocket. "Of COURSE I'm a person you always bet on! I'm Hilal of Clan Vizsla, proud Forgemaster and a Mandalorian warrior! The next time you see me! I'll be the best Bounty Hunter in the galaxy!"

She gave a grin before approaching the passenger side of the musclespeeder. "The engine is ready to go!" Hilal said jumping onto the seat. "Let's get going!"

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

HIlal plopped down next to her and Celt grabbed the shifter, pulling them away. "Now that's the noise I was looking for, I could kiss you!" she said gratefully as she accelerated the car out of the parking facility and on to a nearby lane. What she had paid for this job didn't make up for how happy she was right now as her pride and joy sped through the streets and onto a clearway where she could really open up. "I won't take us too far, I don't want you to miss your fight." she dropped a gear and accelerated again, making the car roar as it passed a speeder truck.

"What do you think?" she grinned at her passenger while keeping her eyes on the road. Hitting a switch, a small pursuit drone launched from the back of the car so she could film herself driving. On the internal screen Hilal would be able to see the bright orange speeder with its orange underflow from the vantage of the drone.​

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

"I would love that actually." Hilal thought when Celt said that she could kiss her though Hilal kept that to herself while she stared at her lap. As Celt accelerated her speeder, Hilal found herself being pushed back slamming against the chair head first. "Chit!" Hilal squeaked realizing that she didn't put on her seatbelt.

She gripped her fingers onto the handle trying to maintain some semblance of balance. A rush of adrenaline coursed through her as if she was in a high stakes Podrace. "THIS IS AMAZING!" Hilal shouted when Celt asked what she thought. "The acceleration was spectacular! What kind of engine are you using? It doesn't seem to be made by the company! Did you install it?"

Celt was an amazing woman, Hilal wanted to pick her brain on everything she knew about speeders. "I wouldn't mind another go," Hilal grinned. "I really want to test its limits!"

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Celt laughed at the squeek emitted from her passenger but she didnt say anything. She knew the girl used jet packs and raced, but it was a different sort of speed whipping around in this machine.

"Its not the original engine, its pretty close though, it had a complete rebuild and some aftermarket performance stuff done to it for me." she let out a little grin "I'm not a mechanic, I could tell you this cars vital stats but ask me to fix it and woosh." she made a gesture of her hand over her head.

"I wouldn't mind another go,"

Celt side eyed the pretty forgemaster, "What? You mean a go behind the wheel? I can pull over and we can swap if you like?

Or you wanna go out for another drive some time?" Was Hilal trying to ask her out? Did she just ask Hilal out? Feth knew right now, it might be good fun, and at the very least making friends with a forgemaster would be a good help for a woman who enjoyed old machines with a habit for breaking down.

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[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

"Well!" Hilal said smiling brightly. "Gimme the details of the Speeder's interior parts! Thankfully you have the best mechanic in all of Kresti by your side to make sure your engine will never break down! In fact I can make improve on your engine to the point where it can reach the speeds of an average Podracer!"

Hilal gave Celt a wink and giggled she was proud of her abilities as a mechanic. It's what made her the first human to finish first in the Zugga Challenge Podrace in Mon Gazza. She didn't get where she was if she didn't have her pride and her talents. "I mean I would love to give it a go if you allow me," Hilal said. "Don't worry I won't crash, I have plenty of experience behind the wheel."

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

"Please... if I thought you might crash I wouldn't let you near the wheel of my car." Celt laughed and winked at Hilal before pulling over and shutting off the engine, it was dark out and other than the few cars that whipped past there wasn't anyone around. "She doesn't need to be fast, obviously she is, but that's not what it's about. You want to feel like you have the power to stay still while your motor spins Kestri underneath you? Do you get what I mean?" she looked at Hilal with a questioning face before unclipping her safety belt. If she wanted to go fast she'd get an Interceptor speeder or something, this was so much more than that.

"Best mechanic in Kestri huh? Sounds like you are the sort of person to keep around.... I can't believe you have done so much so young. How old were you when you passed your Verd'goten? If you don't mind a personal question?" they had just over twenty minutes left, so once they swapped seats she would get Hilal to drive them back to the venue.​

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

"I would like to get near your abs," Hilal thought smiling. "I'm a Podracer in my off time," Hilal said. "I was the first human to win Zugga Challenge in Mon Gazza. So I know a thing or two about going fast!"

She hadn't used her Podracer in forever, talking about Podracing made Hilal miss going in the cockpit and experience the adrenaline rush. "I need to go race someday," Hilal said switching seats with Celt. "I really miss my racer, in fact I need to make sure it's top condition when I get back home!"

The Bounty Hunter began to turn on a few knobs to activate the accelerator. "I received my mark when I was 16 so a year ago," Hilal replied to Celt's question. "It was the proudest moment of my life, to be among the great Forgemasters in history was something I never thought I'd be. But with hard work and dedication, who knows where you'll be swept off to?"

She began to accelerate the Musclespeeder screaming in joy while she did so. The rush, the thrill, Hilal was so busy lately that she forgot to have fun. "What about you?!" Hilal shouted while she drove the Speeder. "Where did you come from Celt?!"

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

"I love watchint podracing, thats pretty impressive for a human, you force sensitive or something?" she asked, genuinely enquiring, there weren't many humans with the reaction times required for that ridiculous sport.

Celt leaned back into her seat and enjoyed the ride herself, watching the blue clad girl work the wheel and the shifter, this girl was her kind of mando.

"Me? I was born on Kestri and grew up here, my parents dont live too far from her actually, but i moved a bit further into the country. I've got a qualification in chemical assault warfare" not everyone approved of her specialisation, it was seen as somewhat barbaric and perhaps even cowardly, but she was proud to do her part, and she didn't care how grisly the deaths on the battlefield were as long as it was keeping her vod alive. She was certain that the Manda would judge her her well for her contributions. "You should come up to my ranch sometime." she said, mentally changing the subject away from chemical weapons.

They were approaching the venues for the duels again and the large building loomed in the distance, this had been fun, Hilal was nice, and yeah "You're pretty cool" she finished her inner dialogue aloud by mistake and blushed before looking out the window next to her.
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[Hilal Vizsla]

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Hilal shuddered at that question. Absolutely not!" She replied. "I'll never be one of those stupid Jedi! I achieved it through hard work not because of some mystical energy that the Jedi rely on like Bantha to a watering hole!"

That sullied Hilal's mood a bit, it wasn't Celt's fault but she really did not like Jedi. "I was thinking of buying some land someday." Hilal said keeping her eyes on the road. "But I don't know the first thing about owning property on the countryside but it's good that you know some chemical weaponry. It's something I struggle with making and understanding. Would love to add some Dioxisis Grenades to my arsenal!"

Just then Celt said that Hilal was "pretty cool" which caused Hilal to blush. "Chit," Hilal chuckled. "Did you say I'm cool? I mean that's the first time someone told me that...... but thanks."

Celt Saxon

 

[Celt Saxon]

Location: Kestri tournement
Objective: Have a part installed
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

"No no, not a jedi, fuck the jedi.... I mean like a shaman or something... I didn't mean to offend you." Celt felt annoyed that she might have upset Hilal, maybe implying something she disliked so much.

Luckily the brunette switched the conversation back quickly and started talking more about the things that interested Celt. "Yeah, I bought the place with compensation I got from an accident a few years ago, and my parents help me get all set up there. I even have a small chem lab there, but its not secure enough for me to keep any of the really good stuff there if you what I mean?"

I mean that's the first time someone told me that...... but thanks

Celt laughed at this and blushed herself. "I didnt mean to say that out loud, but yeah." she smiled at Hilal and shrugged "I find it hard to believe noone has told you that before though, you need to whip your other half into shape." did she just do the do you have a boyfriend? thing. It was probably for the best that Hilal was now pulling them back into the car park of the venue before she said anything else that might embarass her.​

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Hilal bristled when Celt continued to talk about Force sensitivity. "Even then, the Force is related to the stinking Jedi," she said slowing down the Musclespeeder a bit. "I don't want to be compared to the likes of them, Mandalorians are supposed to hate Jedi and see them as nothing more than worthy opponents to fight..... so I'll do that."

Above all, Hilal wanted to be recognized as a Mandalorian. She wanted her people to know that she was a warrior who will fight and die for them. Ever since she was a suspect in Hex attack in Kresti, Hilal felt the need to prove herself as a Mandalorian. She didn't know what Hex did and she didn't care, but Hilal took it upon herself to prove her loyalty but at the same time try to protect her best friend. "With Musclespeeders, their value drops exponentially the moment you put miles on it." Hilal said smiling trying to change the subject. "I can't imagine the price once the price drops AND the driver gets into an accident."

She was curious about Celt's chemical weaponry, Hilal specialized in blasters and projectiles but chemical weapons were different beast entirely and a powerful weapon in the right hands. Many species can endure a blaster bolt and even a missile to the face but not many have the fortitude to handle a chemical attack. "Other half?" Hilal asked genuinely confused before checking the time on Speeder. "What are you talking about Celt?"

Hilal frowned. "We need to go," Hilal said. "I got 10 minutes before my duel starts and I don't want to be late to my very first duel." She turned her gaze to Celt this time focusing on her eyes rather than her abs. "Thank you for allowing me to try this baby out." she said.

Celt Saxon