It's a little too late to change my mind

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Years of Echani learning, and Zandra was still as stubborn as possible. She didn't care if her bolts didn't work on his armor! She didn't care if he was just going to shoot back at her! She had been used and she could not let that slide!

When he raised his weapon again, Zandra was ready for it. She slipped off the stool and sunk low to the ground, dropped, before he could get her. She crouched there, using the slim legs of the bar stool as 'cover'.

"It ain't nothin' but a bean now," she snapped back, "Ya Bantha-brained moron! So sorry I ain't back home cookin' and washin' the floors!"

Instead of throwing the stool at him as she was originally going to do, Zandra did something... unexpected. She reached up to set her blaster on the bar top, stood up and held her hands where they could be seen, almost as if she might be surrendering.

"Ya know? My Ma could kill a man with her left hand- while she was 8 months pregnant. Don't you dare tell me how to take care of my kid."

She eyed the drink still on the counter, the ale reserved for Galaar, and carefully reached out to pick it up. She examined the liquid inside, a little sadly, then poured it right on the floor.

For you, mate. Said I'd buy ya a drink, right?

She stayed that way for a moment, just looking at the glass. Then she set it down, careful as can be... And leapt at him with all her might, hoping to catch him off guard, fist aimed squarely at his jaw.

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]



[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Good. She was gonna cooperate. Finally, there can be peace between the two. The commando then put his pistol away in his holster but that didn't mean his guard was down. No, he wasn't foolish. Even if your foe surrendered there was still the possibility of him/her attacking you.

Then came the insults and the yelling of the woman. His drill sergeant has said worse than this woman and didn't yell back at her. She could go on all day just screaming and yelling and Canal wouldn't care at all.

Then the woman grabbed the glass that was to honor Galaar. His guard was up cause she probably would've used it as a weapon. But instead she emptied out the ale which was sad but he already honored Galaar.

Next, Canal was gonna move towards her but then she attacked at him again. He clearly saw the fist coming at him and with his free hand he grabbed the balled up fist and began somewhat crushing it as he squeezed it with his strength and pushed her away from him.

"Look, I'm gonna call Calico so we can clear things up. I've already killed and hurt people and honestly I'm not in the mood for that. I've already seen enough blood from reaching people so please stop fighting with me. I'm already tired. All I wanted was a drink but then you had to drag me into your little game that has Calico in it. Next time, ask for a person name cause Calico isn't the only one who has this face, I'm sure he did told you he has brothers who look the same."

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra wanted nothing more than to get an eyeball now. She wanted to bite and scratch, and tear at him until it was finally clear who was who. But instead, she winced as the clone started squeezing her fist. Zandra was fast, athletic, flexible... but she was small, and it worked against her in this case. She let out a little cry of rage and tried to wrench her hand away.

"Fine, ya stupid, taun-taun smellin' sack of bantha poodoo. Jus' give 'em a call then! But if ya didn't go ahead 'n lie to me, then this'd never happen!"

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Once again, Canal ignored the insults and began calling Calico. The three of them were gonna have a nice talk.

"Come on, brother. Pick up before I do something that will be ugly."

[member="Zandra Fenni"] [member=Calico Tal'Verda]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra was still held in his fist, her fingers crushed under his (irritatingly) superior strength. She wanted to kick him, hit him with her other hand, scream and yell insults at him until his ears bled. But she was very much not in the mood to have her wrist broken.

"Don't tell 'em," she snapped as the clone called Canal started to call Calico, "Don't tell him 'bout the baby. I want to tell 'em myself in my own way. It ain't your right to tell 'em!"

She was starting to feel bruises well up on her shins and arms from her brief struggle with the clone. Was Cal this strong too?

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Oh, I have every right to tell him. Why? Because he's my brother and we watch out for each other's backs. But I won't tell him for your behalf," the clone responded back to her. He finished dialing Calico's number and waited for his hologram figure to pop out in front of her and Canal.

He finally let go of the woman's hand and said to her, "You know you could've asked. And if you do one stupid move then I'll break your wrist. Am I clear?" The clone snapped at her. He wouldn't be like this if she didn't attack him.

"Also, I want you to do me a favor. Don't tell him of what happened between you and me. I'll tell him myself. After all, we'll be even with each other."

[member="Zandra Fenni"] [member=Calico Tal'Verda]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Calico... did not seem to want to answer. That was so typical of him. Zandra had to wait weeks before he would get around to answering her messages. Busy. He was always too busy.

"Fine. But you gatta tell 'im the whole truth, cuz if ya leave a thing out, I'll end you."

She had to visibly resist the urge to kick him somewhere. That armor he wore was hard. She really didn't feel like geting a broken foot.

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

No answer. Well, he'll just have to settle things his way.

"All right, ma'am, I'm gonna ask you some questions and I want them answered immediately. First question: How did you meet Calico?"

Was this before he married Keziah? Or was this way before Canal was out of his tube?

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra didn't like being questioned. Not by this man. But she knew when she was outmatched. If he didn;t have that blasted armor, it wouldn't be a problem. She growled and took a seat at the nearest table.

"I saved his life. When he first came here from... wherever it was. Him 'n Galaar. Helped 'em escape the authorities until they could figure life out."

She sighed.

"You. I said I'd but Cal a drink. Not you. You owe me credits, loser."

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Were the two senior clones fugitives or criminals? He decided to ask that to Calico once he gets back. He then walked to a near table. He then ordered a glass of juice for the woman and a glass of whiskey for himself and paid her bill before they were fighting.

"Alright, I paid your bill so I guess I don't owe you nothing. Second question: What's your name?"

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

"Zandra Fenni," she answered immdiately.
She had no reason to hide her name. Not yet. She yawned abd took the juice without so much as a thank you.
"Why ya askin'? Eh? Got a taste, now ya want the full course meal?"
She was just teasing of course. She'd never admit it, but she was already dedicated to calico.

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Well, its nice to meet you. I already told you my name a while back. And no, I'm not interested in you. You're pretty, I'll give you that but I'm already with another one."

At least the two were getting along with each other and not fighting.

"Last question: What are you gonna do with that child? If you want my opinion on what you should do I'm happy to give it but you and Calico should decide the fate of the kid."

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

"It's cals kid. If he wants it, then we can keep it. And no. I Dint want your opinion."
She sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Anything else? "

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

He didn't care if she didn't want his opinion. He always spoke his mind which almost got him court marshaled on time.

"Well, you are the one who's dealing with a big stomach so technically you should be the one to determine the kid's fate cause as you know we're in a war and Calico won't be visiting you normally."

Another question came up to his mind. Make that questions. "Yeah, how are you surviving and where do you live. Not that I'm trying to...well you know. Not screw around with you. Just that I don't know how you're surviving in the ghetto."

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Big stomach. Zandra... hadn't considered that. She gritted her teeth.
"Y-yeah, I know he won't. I don' expect it. I don' expect anything from him. Ever."

She was blushing again, and she didn't know why. It was so hard to stay tough when Cal was the subject.

"I live in my ship. Few blocks over. An' don' worry. The ghetto is only dangerous if nobody knows ya. Everyone here knows me, so It's pretty safe. I kinda... can't leave until I fix my ship, anyway... What do you even care?"

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

He saw her blushing but decided not to ask her.

"Well, to be honest with you I'm worried about how you and you're unborn baby are going to survive. Even if its still it you it still deserves goodies. And I'm gonna do you a favor that you won't have to pay me. Ever. I'm gonna get a mechanic to patch up your ship and I'm gonna give you some credits. Besides, I did crushed your hand. And name your price. I'm a captain and I get a good pay check."

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra was stunned. She stared at him for a long time. Was it a joke? Zandra wanted nothing from him. Ever.

"...I ain't your charity case. You want ta help? Help by never letting me kiss you again. Ever. I don' want your credits. I don' want your sympathy. Oh! Know what else ya can do? Get Calico back here. Free him up so I'm not alone all the damn time! Tell 'em to get over that dead wife of his already, cuz he's got family here!"

She was speaking more than she meant to now. She hated herself for it immediately.

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"About that, that dead wife is still alive. So he's putting his attention on both you and her. But I can definitely tell him to visit you. And about the kissing thing just ask for my name. Easy. And whether you like it or not I'm gonna lend you a hand."

[member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[Zandra Tal'verda]

Zandra chose to ignore the first thing he said. She chose to pretend it wasn't true. Chose to continue on as if she were the only girl the the Galaxy for him. It just couldn't be true. He wouldn't play her like that. It was foolish. It was childish. But she couldn't handle hearing this right now. She took a long sip of her juice.

"Yeah, when he gets over her, just send 'im my way," she sighed, setting her glass down, "Hey, so.... Has Cal... mentioned me? To anyone?"

Why was she asking? She was still furious with this guy. Still wanted to just beat the living snot out of him. But for now, he was the only link to Cal she had.

[member="Canal Tal'Verda"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

He assumed that it brought disbelief to Zandra and didn't want to talk about Keziah. He wondered how those two would get along.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry but she is alive. Sorry to bring those news to you. And as far as I know he hasn't said anything about you to us. You got anymore questions?"

Hopefully she wouldn't yell at him for telling her the 'bad news' and wouldn't start fighting again.

[member="Zandra Fenni"]