Emotions

Chapter 1: The Ice Princess and The Pazaak Whore

Disclaimer: Starwars: KOTOR II: TSL belongs to Lucas Arts, Bio-ware, and Obsidian.

Alanah's POV

"Let me handle this..."

This is the last time I ever let him handle anything.

I sat in a nearby table with my Zabrak companion, Bao-Dur, and his remote' close to the table Atton and that twi'lek played their game of pazaak. I sat, arms crossed, eyes shut tightly, eyebrows narrowed, and a deep frown on my face. 'This is ridiculous.' I thought impatiently to myself. This was ridiculous. I was suppose to be finding information about one of the Jedi Masters here in Nar Shaddaa, Master Zez-Kai Ell to be exact. And, here I was, waiting for that damned pilot of mine to finish his rousing game of pazaak.

I growled in annoyance as I heard another flirtatious giggle from the female twi'lek. No doubt in my mind that Atton was flirting with her. 'Why is this bothering me so much?' I growled again as I heard Atton chuckle in enjoyment. I should be used to Atton's flirtatious behavior by now. Every place we went to, he would be flirting with some other woman. That woman in the bar on Citadel Station... that salvager woman on Dantooine... now with this pazaak player in Nar Shaddaa. The worse part of this was, I was letting this get to me. 'There is no emotion; there is peace.' I recited that line of the Jedi Code in my head, it seemed to relax me for a bit, but I would soon need to recite it again each time I heard Atton use one of his lines.

"General?"

I opened my right eye and stared at Bao-Dur, "Yes?"

"Are you all right?" I could sense the concern in my friends voice.

I closed my eyes again and sighed, "I'm fine, Bao. Just thinking about our current mission." I lied.

"... All right, General." Bao-Dur was smart, he knew I was lying, but didn't say anything about it. Which I was grateful for.

"Ohh, that was a pleasing game, big winner." I heard the twi'lek cooed.

"Hey, what can I say, I live to please." I heard Atton chuckle. I rolled my eyes.

Atton made his way over to Bao-Dur and I, grinning. Both, Bao-Dur and I stood from our seats. "Are you done?" Bao-Dur asked in his usual clam manner.

"Yup! Heh, I sure scored big on that game. Pure Pazaak!" Atton smirked.

My frown deepened and I stayed silent. 'There is no emotion; there is peace.'

I felt Atton's gaze on me. "Are you ok, Alanah?"

"I'm fine..." I said in an unintentional irritated tone. 'Damn, my voice betrayed me!' I spun around and walked as calmly as I could to the Pazaak Den entrance/exit. I heard the foot steps of my two companions follow me.

"Bye, Big winner. It was a pleasure to play with you." I heard the twi'lek cooed in a seductively flirty tone. I instantly stopped as I heard Atton laugh and reply, "The pleasure was all mine."

I felt my grip on my light saber tighten. 'THERE IS NO EMOTION; THERE IS PEACE!' I screamed in my head. I was snapped back to reality as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I glanced back to see the hand belonging to Mr. Pazaak Whore, himself.

"Something up?" he asked.

I threw him an icy glare, shrugged his hand off my shoulder, and strode right out of the Pazaak Den, out of this bloody Cantina, and straight to the direction of the Ebon Hawk. But, not before hearing Bao-Dur say to Atton, "You're not much of an Ladies Man as you thought, are you Atton?"

Atton's POV

"You're not much of an Ladies Man as you thought, are you Atton?" Bao-Bur joked and his remote beeped, almost like it was mocking me. 'I hate droids...'

I stared at the Zabrak and growled, "Shut up..." I walked off to the direction Alanah stormed off to. 'What the hell did I do!' I snorted. 'I swear, that woman is so confusing.'

I tried to catch up with her, but these damn crowds were always hell on Nar Shaddaa. I tried to spot her through the crowd, but it was no use. First off, Alanah Halo, the 'Exile', was the shortest Jedi I have ever met. A jedi that only stood 5 feet and 3 inches tall! Impossible to spot in a large crowd.

I finally spotted her. She was near the entrance of the docking bay. I pushed through the crowd to make my way up to her. Once I made my way through the entrance of the docking bay, I spotted Alahah only a few feet away from the Ebon Hawk. I ran to reach her. "Dammit, will you wait up?" I yelled to her. I saw her stop for a moment, but continued to the Hawk.

As she entered the hawk, but I had caught up with her and I finally reached her and grabbed her wrist. "What the hell is your problem?"

Alanah's POV

I had just entered the Hawk, but a strong hand grasped my left wrist.

"What the hell is your problem?" Atton yelled, annoyed.

I turned my head and stared at his hand and then at him, "What the hell do you think you're doing? Let go of me!" I ordered. I was able to snatch my hand away, but Atton gripped my fore arms and forced me to face at him.

"You're not getting yourself out of this one, sister! What's with the new 'Ice Princess' attitude?" he yelled irritably.

I glared at him, "Let go of me, Atton."

"Dammit, you're the most-"

"What is going on here!" The cryptic voice of Kreia ordered, as she appeared. Right on cue, Mical(the Disciple), Bao-Dur, his remote, Visas, and T3-M4 appeared. Atton loosened his grip on me and I stepped away from him. "Nothing..." we both replied as we avoided the gazes around us. Visas disappeared into the starboard dormitory, T3-M4 rolled his way over to the security room, Bao and his remote walked to the garage, Kreia lingered for a bit; staring at both Atton and I, until she disappeared to the port dormitory, leaving only Atton, Mical, and I in silence.

Mical turned to me with a concerned expression, "Alanah, is-"

"Mical, I'm going to meditate, would you like to join me? I would gladly appreciate your company." I cut him off, as I walked over to his side.

Mical blushed slightly, "I- of course, if you would like to."

I gave him a charming smile, "Very well, then." I said as I lead us to the Cargo Hold, since it was the only place on the Ebon Hawk where it was not occupied by anyone or would distract us from meditation with the beeps or the bright lights of the computers. As we walked off, I couldn't help but smirk, as I heard a jealous or irritated growl and the initial storming off to the cockpit from a certain pazaak playing scoundrel.

End.

Author's Notes: That's chapter one, I hope you liked it. I hope I didn't make my Exile appear too weird(for lack of a better word) here, but I wanted to portray her emotions, showing she's quite capable of normal emotions, that contradict the Jedi Code, and emphasizing what effect Atton has on her. And if you haven't noticed, he effects her a lot, which will be confronted in future chapters. And yes, I did call Atton a Pazaak Whore. Now... Force Persuade You WILL review my fic... now.