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The will of the Force or a twist of fate?

Ziost................


It had been a productive visit even though productivity was never the point. Vengeance had come here to be alone and to reminisce about the past. Revisiting past battles in his mind was not something he normally did but Ziost had recently become unclaimed territory. Unfortunately his peaceful visit had been interrupted. On the Surface he hated interruptions but that was not anything to would outwardly show.


Vengeance was almost back to his ship when he decided to make a detour. It was bound to be a few more days if not weeks before his feet would end up on solid ground. He could use a drink. He had his pilot meet him between the ship and the Cantina where he handed off his shorted out saber and other robe switching it out for a more discrete coat. Stepping into the place Vengeance made his way directly up to the bar taking a seat and ordering a Whiskey.


[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Aspen had made her way to Ziost what the reason was she had no clue she just had a feeling she needed to be here. As she walked the streets she followed her gut once more and went into a cantina that had caught her eye. As she went inside she made her way right up to the bar and took a seat beside the man and ordered a drink

[member="Vengeance"]
 
Just as his drink arrived a short blonde girl came in and sat down beside him at the bar. She was cute and blonde which was always a plus in his mind. That however was not the most fascinating part about her. That would be the very subtle and barely noticeable tremor he felt in the Force when she first entered the place. He actually rolled his eyes at his luck running into yet another untrained Force user.

Sipping his drink he looked over at her.

"You sure you are old enough to be in here." "You look about 12."

He smirked reaching through the Force to project images of dread into her mind. It was always fun to see how people reacted to that. Even more so to see them try and figure out where it was coming from.

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Vengeance laughed.

"You didn't answer my question."

He turned towards her with a smirk sipping his drink.

"Projecting what into what?"

His smirk held as he looked at her the look on his face giving away no sign of having any clue what she was talking about.

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Vengeance cocked an eyebrow.

"WOW a whole whopping 19......perhaps I should call you Ma'am and fetch a walker for you?"

He chuckled.

"I don't know what you are talking about." "I am just sitting her enjoying my drink and minding my own business."

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Vengeance smirked shaking his head.

"What would a still wet behind the ears child like you know about style?" "You don't even know what you are much less how to exploit it."

He sipped his drink and projected more imagines into her mind only these were a bit more provocative in nature. He only turned his gaze when the bartender walked by.

"Please get the lady some water."

He then turned back to her with a smirk.

"So you got a name?"

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
"You can call me Marcus.............for now."

Vengeance finished his drink setting the glass on the bar before turning back to her.

"So what brings you to Ziost Aspen?" "You got family here or something?"

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Vengeance laughed.

"The Force is rarely that precise and frankly one look at you and I know you don't have the skill nor the training for such things."

He shook his head at her as her words started to slur.

"I am pretty sure you have had enough to drink."

He paused for a moment looking at her.

"I participated in a battle here a while back................seems the previous owners though slipped out of the public eye." "Came her during a fit of nostalgia to relive past glory."

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Aspen nodded and looked at him as he spoke taking a drink of water she thought about what he said about her and her lack of training or skill. It made her realize just how out of her depth she is. She puts her head down on the bar

[member="Vengeance"]
 
Vengeance shook his head when she put her head down on the bar. No measure of self restraint to be seen anywhere. He smiled......if she thinks she has a headache know just wait.

"Told you.........."

He smirked watching her for a moment before he spoke again.

"It is never a good idea to let yourself get caught in such a venerable condition." "For all you know you could wake up in a cage with a slave collar around your neck."

His smirk widened into a devious smile.

"Unless you are under the impression I am one of those white knight types to call you a cab and send you on your way to sober up in the safety of your own bed?"

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Aspen finally just picked her head up and looked at the man "No one would want me as there slave I am far to crazy and supposedly unstable for that matter..." She said not totally opposed to the idea if it would make her wanted

[member="Vengeance"]
 
He chuckled.

"You are not giving yourself nearly enough credit." "You're young and cute." "That alone would make you desirable even if not for the fact you are Force Sensitive."

He smirked.

"Besides I am a Sith............we are all crazy and unstable." "Not to mention having the reputation for being mindless, blood thirsty, murderous scum."

He winked at her.

"And those are just a few of my favorite terms used to describe us."

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 
Vengeance smirked at her.

"Which part slapping a collar around your neck and making you fulfill any and every demented desire I may have."

He sipped his drink before turning back to her.

"Or turning you into a psychotic, bloodthirsty, murderous Sith?"

[member="Aspen Laval"]
 

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