Martin Syndrome

[Allyson Locke]

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]

Nar Shaddaa was one of those planets that you went to just lose yourself. Everything was gone, his friends, any sort of family that was left on Dathomir and his clan. Nothing was left for him minus the woman that he loved. Tilting his head, she was the reason why he was in this predicament. She was the one that got frozen and didn’t answer his calls. Taking a sip of the drink, he smiled. The memory of that day was something he would never regret despite everything that he lost.

He held on to one thing and that was Lena. The last that they had talked it seemed she got herself involved in another organization. Matthew on the other hand decided to spend his free time on Nar Shaddaa drinking and gambling away. The fun thing about being frozen, you couldn’t spend your money and when it’s not being spent it collected interest! He had loads of credits.

Though the keyword there was…well was, he HAD a lot of credits. Now he didn’t have much and needed to find a job to fill his time. Gesturing towards the barkeep droid he ordered another drink and slipped the necessary credits. Shaking the glass around him smiled and sipped the delicious amber liquid.

“Quite lovely, very smooth Rod-Re-Go…very smooth like a delicious brunette woman sprawled out on a bed waiting for you.”

Chuckling softly he placed the glass down.

“Though what makes that image better is the fact that said brunette vixen could murder you in your sleep…hell even while your awake…I love dangerous women…”

 

[Lenavina Martin]

Lena didn't have to look too heard to find whom she was looking for. Usually though, she didn't have to look for Matthew at all, he used to come and find her with some show just for her benefit. Now, she actually had to be on Nar Shaddaa and see one of those terrible bars first hand just to get to him.

Piercing blue eyes looked left and right before moving over to the bar, seeing Electrobe's profile. Just in time to hear that her boyfriend liked dangerous women. "Yeah, that is the word on the street," the brunette said casually, and scooted herself over to his side, pulling one of his hands around her waist. Lena didn't need a chair for herself, she fit right in there.

@[member="Electrobe"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

“And speaking of the lovely vixen, hello there darling~”

His arm rested around her waist and he pulled her closer. Standing enough to lay a lovely kiss against her lips, Matthew had missed her quite a bit. He had planned on seeing her sooner than this, but his excitement over the millions of credits he had accumulated over the years he had to spend it all. Sitting back down he pulled the woman into his lap and nuzzled her. It was obvious he had been drinking far too much today.

Giving her his sheepish little grin he shrugged.

“How have you been my dear Lena? It’s been almost a week since I’ve heard from you”

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]

 

[Lenavina Martin]

There weren't too many males that actually had Lena's consent to pick her up and snuggle her. Especially when they'd clearly been drinking. Matthew was privilaged in that. His kiss was met with a kiss, his nuzzle with a nuzzle. She took in his grin and shrug before resting her head on his shoulder for a moment as the question came in. "Tired. I made a show on Teyr, a little addition for the Omega Pyre. It's an interesting organization." Maybe it had hit the news, maybe it didn't. Lena didn't keep up with the news so much.

"I joined them. Got a job. You can have a place with them too, if you want," Lena told him and finally looked up at him, curious to see his reaction.

@[member="Electrobe"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

“Tired? Well then I guess I won’t be giving you ‘I missed you so much’ present”

Matthew pondered what she had said. He had seen some information on the holonews from time to time when he actually looked up on the screens instead of down at his drink or the card tables. He pulled her closer as he examined her face, she didn’t have a different look about her. It seemed to be assimilating better than he was to this new time an era. He was happy for her and the fact that the people that would have wanted to kill her were long dead.

His fingers looped in her pants belt loops as he rested the rest of his hands on her bottom.

“Well a job you say? What sort of job my dear?”

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]

 

[Lenavina Martin]

A 'he missed her present'? "Mmm, I'm not that tired," the female quickly protested. She was never too tired for that. The perks of her bloodline. She could always find some extra strength when she needed it.

Lena kissed the side of his lips and smiled, keeping her piercing gaze on Matthew as he asked abot her job. "The paying kind. They're a millitary group, mercenaries. Though it's not that strict as it sounds. And they have kick ass equipment."

@[member="Electrobe"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

Matthew raised an eyebrow; she mentioned payment which was something the man needed. He had pissed away his small fortune and now needed the credits quite badly. It seemed he was getting in himself into a bit of debt here on Nar Shaddaa. His usual boyish grin cracked across his face as he looked at her, he missed her a lot and with the tight pants and her gorgeous face – credits were the last thing on his mind. Looking up, he remembered he was renting a room and it would probably serve a better purpose for their discussions.

“Well, you know how much I love credits and how much I looove blowing fething everything up. Oh and if I get to work with a lovely and dangerous woman such as yourself you know I’m sold.”

Grabbing the shot glass, he downed the last bit of the amber poison and sighed with relief feeling the burn. He had gone the entire week being completely drunk, it was going to be quite the ride to detoxification. Though that didn’t have to stop now. Grabbing Lena, he propped her up on his waist wrapping her legs around him. Lofting his eyebrows, he looked up.

“I have a room and I think it’s time for me to cash in on my plus one, what do you say we get reacquainted and talk business?”

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]

 

[Lenavina Martin]

Lena chuckled. It really wasn't all that hard convincing him. She'd suspected as much. "I know. I know all too well," the brunette just agreed to him. Quietly, she pulled back and let him finish up his drink. Lena wasn't the type for alcohol, something to do with genes which she didn't quite get yet. But still, there was a bit of adventure in her and Lena kissed Matthew, tasting the trace of the liquid remaining on his lips before chuckling. Mmm, that was more than enough to get just in a just better mood but not truly ruin her for the evening.

"I think... that is just the right kind of plan for us. We can head on to Fondor in the morning so you can get an idea of things at Omega Pyre. For now, you can just show me just how much you missed." And another kiss for her peculiar darling man. Very few actually got Lena this much. Matthew was just unique in everything.

@[member="Electrobe"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

Happier than a fat kid with cake, Matthew tossed the necessary credits onto the counter and kissed Lena once more. This woman was the only one that could get under his skin like this, to make him forget about his gambling, his credits, and all other women. He climbed up the stairs and continued to kiss along her neck as he scrambled his way to the room he had been renting. Kicking the door down, he shut it behind him locking it with a key. Dropping the key to the floor he nearly tripped while moving towards the bed. Tossing the woman onto the bed he grinned and followed her onto the bed.

“Well hello there Ms. Martin, I’ve missed you and I plan on becoming reacquainted with every square inch of your beautiful body.”

Pinning the woman under him, he kissed her with a fever that only she caused within him.

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Night fell and morning came soon after. Matthew hadn’t slept he was too busy with the woman he had lost his heart too. Rolling onto his back he looked up at the ceiling and laughed.

“So are you going to need some sleep before we head to Fodder? Or was it Fondor?”

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]

 

[Lenavina Martin]

Lena rolled with him, resting her head on his chest as she inhaled and smiled. Would she need sleep? "I can rest my eyes on the ship," she told him. It was true. She needed a couple of hours a night to be fully rested and she could achieve it by shutting her eyes for a bit as they traveled. "Fondor." Lena informed him again and rose her head, looking up at him enough to kiss his jawline. "Ready to go? Or do you need some rest?"

@[member="Electrobe"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

[SIZE=10pt]Laying there for a moment he smiled.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]“You look so beautiful in the morning”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Kissing her softly he stood up and stretched. Pulling his clothes on he looked towards the mini-bar and mixed himself a drink as he hopped along. The pants around his knees constricted him a bit. As he drank the freshly poured amber liquid, he pulled up his pants and buckled them. His eyes darted around at the scattered mess they had made and searched for his shirt and jacket. Finding her tight pants he tossed it to her and smirked.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]“That’s become my new favorite – take good care of it?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Pulling on the leather jacket he ran his hands through his hair. Heading towards the door, he looked over his shoulder.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10pt]“Common we have a date with whoever is in charge of signing your paycheck. I did get a new ship, won it in a gamble.” [/SIZE]

@[member="Lenavina Martin"]