Title:  One Question, but how to Ask?

Author:  NicolaAfyon (Co-Written with AdraLoran)

Summary:  Face Loran wants to propose to his girlfriend, Adra Tallon. But how the sith will he do it without offending her and getting slapped? This goes along with other stories by myself and AdraLoran. Co-written with AdraLoran! COMPLETED!

Rating:  PG

Take 1

Face Loran paced across his office at Wraith headquarters. He wanted to marry Adra Tallon, desperately wanted to. But the problem was that he couldn't work up the nerve to do it. So he had gone to Nicola Afyon for advice and sworn her to secrecy before he even said a word. He'd actually asked her to put him under mind control if he did propose. But Nicola had said no and that she didn't want to be blamed for forcing them into marriage. She had advised him to give Adra a practical proposal.

So here he was, still as stuck as before. Mentally, he rehearsed things that he could, would say.

Summoning up his courage, he opened his office door and headed towards the Wraith lounge. Much to his dismay, all the Wraiths minus Jade of course, were seated within, talking. Kell, Cloud, and Ryok were in one corner, no doubt discussing explosives. Bror, Elix, and Tyria, were being held hostage by Gaeriel, who was debating about yet another mindless topic.

And then his gaze fell upon the group he sought. Nicola, Asyr, and Adra were talking loudly and gesturing, the former and the latter making sarcastic remarks. Face watched for a moment or two as the "conversation" grew more and more heated. Finally, Nicola grabbed her flight helmet from the shelf behind her helmet from the shelf behind and sent Adra and Asyr's flying towards them with the help of the Force.

"Okay you two, into the simulators!" Nicola ordered. Face decided that he'd better go take Adra aside now.

Moving quickly, the tall man hurried over towards the three women. "Um, Adra, can I talk to you privately for minute?"

Asyr started object but then shut up as Nicola gave her a warning look. A slightly quizzical expression on her face, Adra nodded. "Sure," and tossed her helmet to Nicola who caught it.

Inwardly, Face cursed as the whole room grew silent as all the male Wraiths plus Nicola watched as Face he left with Adra.

Ignoring Adra's various requests for information he led into his "office" down the hall. Closing the door behind her, he took a deep breath and turned to face the love of his life.

Nervously, he motioned for her to sit. Frowning slightly, she sat at one end of the "couch." Sitting down next to her, he turned and took her hands in his. Clearing his throat, his emerald green eyes looked deeply into her blue ones.

"Adra, I truly love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And I swear by the Force that the flyboy in me isn't talking. You're an amazing pilot, a loyal friend, and the most beautiful woman in the galaxy. I've realized over the past few weeks that we've only got one shot at life and I want to be part of yours. Adra Tallon, will you marry me?"