Yes, I'm back. No, I haven't been neglecting you. Anyway sorry it took so long but I hope this makes up for it :P. I actually had to split this chapter into two parts! Have fun reading and please R&R
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Awkward. Yeah, very awkward. At least Carth kept his big fat mouth shut, Revan thought. He and Bastila would never live it down if Carth spread around the fact that he, Revan, and Bastila took a shower together. It could have been worse, Revan supposed. Carth could have caught them in the real act. He laughed quietly to himself. Now there was only about twenty minutes 'til Coruscant after his shower, reading a holozine, playing pazaak with Mission, dejarik T3, conversing with other members of the crew, and taking a nap. Bastila was talking with Juhani about something that Revan was, frankly unaware of and didn't feel the need to know, really. Poor Carth (who really needed to learn to knock) was hiding away in the cockpit. Revan stood up from his seat, caught Bastila's eye, and sent a message through the bond.
"I'd better talk to Carth guy to guy that way we don't lose a pilot ...to a straight jacket. Don't worry, I'll handle it, dear."
"Good...God that was just so...embarrassing! I mean I can't believe we didn't shut the bloody door! Oh please go talk to him before I die of further embarrassment."
Revan nodded in her direction and winked. He walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead before heading to the cockpit. Revan wondered just what to say. His six-foot-two frame stealthily walking to the pilot's dungeon. For being tall and muscular, he walked like a cat. Yet, he wasn't always too graceful. Just a few weeks ago Revan had tripped over a gizka. Or two. Or fifty. Little shitheads, Revan thought to himself. Just before entering the cockpit, Revan's booted foot hit something squishy and he barely caught himself from falling. A freakin' gizka..
"WHAT THE HELL! Little shithead gizka! I am going to kill this little mother fu..." But just what Revan was going to call the gizka (though everyone who heard, which was the whole crew, already had a pretty good idea. This wasn't the first time he'd tripped over a gizka) didn't come out. Revan barely had enough self control to stop himself from yelling out the end of his sentence. Last time he said that profanity, T3 had heard and his vocabulator was never the same again. HK was already bad enough but T3, too...Just no, thought Revan. By this point he'd reached the cockpit and his stealth strategy had failed miserably because of the damn gizka. He leaned against the doorway and watched Carth do his best to ignore him. Revan also watched him fail miserably.
"Carth. Get a good load of Bas and me earlier?" Revan smirked and chuckled.
"Yes—I mean no. I mean..Sorry." Carth muttered the last word in an undertone. Revan walked over and clapped him on the back.
"Carth it's fine. Yeah, sure, it was really embarrassing for all of us but really, Carth, we don't need you having nightmares or something." He chuckled. Carth forced a laugh. Revan turned serious again.
"No, Carth, I'm dead serious. I want you to forget the incident ever happened. Clear?" Carth automatically snapped to attention in his chair. He put his hand up to his forehead and saluted.
"Yes, sir."
"No bull, Carth. I don't want any of this military saluting crap around here yet. I want your word." Carth looked Revan in the eyes and Carth was still a bit embarrassed,
"'Kay, Rev. I'll do my best to forget, which is probably good for everyone. Well, if can't forget, I will at least ignore it." Carth chuckled and, already having a secured docking point for the ship, landed the Hawk gently.
"It won't be easy, Revan. At least there were towels right near you. Not on you until after I walked in but still, at least they were there." Carth chuckled along with Revan and they walked out of the cockpit laughing before Revan gave his signature speech for landing on a planet.
"Well everyone, here we are. Galactic City, Coruscant. Now, this landing pad here is just off the hotel we'll be staying at for a little while. It's actually owned by them for people, like us, who want there ship close by or something like that; I didn't think we'd want to stay on the ship the whole time either. We'll be sharing rooms because I'm not that rich. Here's the order we'll be in; Room 126 is Carth, T3-M4, and Jolee. Room 127 is Mission, Zaalbar, and Juhani. Room 128 is Canderous and HK-47. And Room 129 will be Bastila and me."
"Of course," Mission said while rolling her eyes at the last pair. Revan gave her a sharp glare and a smile and continued.
"Ahem," he began. "As I was about to ask, is everyone alright with their roomies? Oh and Mission, Big Z, and Juhani, well, you'll have to figure something out. There are two beds in your room and a long sofa so claim what you wish. I have to warn you all, I think I might have picked a five-star hotel or something so no destroying property that we don't own." He shot a stern glance at HK.
"Anyway, celebration is tonight at the hotel's restaurant and then the nearest cantina. Sound good?" The crew voiced their approval and they went on their way to the hotel to check in. As per usual, Bastila was right there next to Revan as they all walked to the tall Coruscant skyscraper that was the hotel they'd be staying at.
"So, five stars, huh?" Bastila asked, amused.
"Yes. Five stars...maybe next time I'll completely empty my credit account," Revan remarked dryly. "Or maybe when they figure out they have the Prodigal Knight doing business with them, we'll get a hero's discount."
"If the receptionist is female then you don't have to worry," Bastila also said this dryly.
"Ah don't worry, Bas, I only have eyes for you. And, yes, I did see some of the Republic officers watching me at the ceremony but you noticed how I ignored them I hope." Bastila grabbed his hand and nodded.
"Yes, I saw, much to their dismay, that you couldn't keep your eyes off me," Revan blushed a little. "Anyway, I assume you spoke to our favorite pilot. What did you say to him?"
"I basically told him he better forget that our little incident ever happened, in everyone's best interests. It took a bit of persuading but he came around. I think he'll be alright, soon, if not already. Okay?" Bastila only nodded and Revan smiled.
"Look at this place," Revan heard Mission say. "I can't believe Revan even has any credits left after this."
"Hey, Mission, being the hero of two wars has it's virtues. Like my amount of credits, being regarded as one of the worst things that's happened to the galaxy since Exar Kun, and losing my memory," Revan said sarcastically and Mission giggled. Revan came to a stop in front of the elegant, glass doors of the hotel.
"Alright everyone, we're here. Our stuff is being retrieved from the ship, except for any heavy weapons, Canderous. Lightsabers, which all of our Force-sensitive crew memers should have at all times anyways, are the only weapons that we'll be able to carry in, trust me. I can assure you that pistols and vibroblades will be transported with the rest of our stuff. We are the only ones who get that exception so don't abuse it. They are for emergencies only. Sorry, HK. Stow that repeater now before we go in. "And one more thing, please please please be on your best behavior everyone. I really mean it this time. We will not have another Manaan incident okay? I really don't want to have to try and survive the execution the Selkath tried to give last time, again." Everyone chuckled as they all walked inside. Revan approached the front desk and noticed the receptionist to be a blonde, and attractive, female human, Coruscanti. He chanced a glance at Bastila and only saw her raise one eyebrow and smile smugly. Revan walked up to the front desk with Bastila and gestured for the others to wait while he checked everyone in.
"Excuse me, we're here to check in." The pretty clerk didn't look up from the holozine she was reading as Revan spoke.
"Good day, sir, do you have a reservation by any chance or are you just regularly checking in?" She asked in a bored monotone, with an expected Coruscanti accent.
"We have reservations. Under the name "Crew of the Hawk", I believe." The receptionist finally looked up from her holozine and her eyes first saw the hilt of Revan's double bladed lightsaber. Her eyes widened even more as she saw his face.
"Oh, yes, of course, Master Jedi," said the lady as she turned her attention to her computer and typed quickly on the touch keyboard. She then reached over to a rack with numerous key cards and grabbed eight of them, labeled by room number. "Your rooms are all on the fifteenth floor. Your credit total will be-" Revan cut her off and handed her a few credit chips.
"I don't think I want to know the total, ma'am. Please, keep the change." The lady nodded and said,
"Have a pleasant stay, Master Jedi."
"Okay everyone," Revan said, as he walked over to the chattering crew. "We have the whole fifteenth floor to ourselves." He handed all of the organic crew members their respective key cards. "Dinner is in one hour. That should be plenty of time to get ready. And this is supposed to be a formal, suit and tie, kind of thing so we have to dress super nice. And I know none of us have our best clothes with us. But don't worry, I have a pretty good feeling this is the kind of hotel that has a fancy wardrobe to borrow from. Now let's shift it."
Everyone walked to the elevators and they were off, up to floor 15. They decided they'd look at their rooms first then the ladies would dress in Revan and Bastila's room, while the men would gather and dress in Carth, Jolee, and T3's room. Revan walked into his room, to do a bit of looking around before getting ready, and was amazed. There was a sofa in the room next to the doorway along with a table good for pazaak, sabaac, and one for dejarik. He moved onto the mid room which had a small fridge, microwave and trash can linked to the dining room,. Next, there was the refresher, which was absolutely ginormous. There was a living room with a holovision TV, two leather recliners and a long leather couch. Finally, he reached the bedroom. It had a king sized bed, wardrobe, and so many other things fit for a bedroom. All the rooms in Revan's room had a friendly, tan colored, paint scheme that made things look so nice and fancy. Bastila had walked in to the bedroom behind Revan and was just as amazed as he was.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Bastila asked. "I'm surprised this didn't clean you out." She sat down on his lap on their giant bed. He put his arms around her and said,
"Me too, my love, me too." They stayed like that for a minute with their eyes closed until Revan said,
"Well I think it's time to get ready. Dinner in the dining hall, dancing in the ballroom, and then drinking and gambling in the nearest cantina. I can't wait to see what you choose out of that full wardrobe on the other side of the room, my dear." Revan lifted her up and stood her on her feet while he also got up. He leaned in to kiss her but Bastila put a finger on his lips.
"Ah ah, not now, Revan. You have to earn it first, tonight." Bastila kissed his cheek and pushed a speechless Revan to the front door.
"Alright, Bastila, be that way. I'll see you soon, love." Revan walked out and into Carth's room across the hall as Mission and Juhani were talking in the hall, waiting for him to leave so they could enter his and Bastila's room. Mission waved and said,
"Wait until you see Bastila, Rev. She's going to look great!" Revan chuckled and walked into Carth's room where he and Jolee were sitting on the leather sofa in the room's living room, playing pazaak. Canderous was already in a black suit with no tie. That surprised Revan but he kept his mouth shut. They greeted Revan as he sat down opposite them in one of the recliners.
"Liking the room?" Revan asked. As Revan spoke, Carth hit '21' and swore at Jolee for winning.
"Yeah, kid, these are great!" Jolee responded raking in the credits on the table
"Good because it's time we got ready for this stupid dinner and dancing thing. I hear there'll be a plenty of Republic soldiers and officers, Onasi. Maybe a lady will catch your eye." Revan winked and pulled them both out of their seats while getting up himself. Carth groaned and Jolee told Carth he shouldn't complain so much until he's old like Jolee himself. Jolee and Carth walked into the 'freshers while Revan went to shave and get ready. His goatee was getting scruffy again. Revan decided it was time to thin it up and look clean cut again. Time for a simple shave, he thought. Ten minutes ago, it was a modernly shaved goatee with a soul patch and now, nothing but the patch. He looked in the mirror and thought of how Bastila would like it. Revan liked it. He thought it made him look like a clean cut kind of guy. Revan walked back into the bedroom and looked in the giant wardrobe. There were dresses and suits of seemingly every kind. Plain, black tuxes, blazer and slack suits, long dresses , short dresses, skirts, dress shoes, heels, everything. Revan looked and looked until he found something that appealed to him. He thought a tux would look to wedding-y and a dress was obviously out of the question. After five minutes of searching, Revan saw it. A pitch black suit with deep, blood red pinstripes. He smiled.
"Perfect." The jacket was the black/blood red pinstripe combo along with the pants. The shirt under it was also black with a tie the same shade of red. The shoes were also black leather. The others, Carth and Jolee, were picking out their outfits as well. Jolee was going with a dark green, almost black, suit and Carth was in a suit like Revan's only with bright orange stripes instead. Typical.
After Revan was dressed in his spiffy suit, he went to comb his black, spiked hair out. Revan actually used a comb this time. He combed it forward so it would lay completely flat but it ended up looking much too plain for him. He played with it for another five minutes and then finally decided to lift his bangs so he was sort of combining his spiked hairstyle and the flat with bangs hairstyle. Now he had his forehead exposed with no bangs hanging down on it. He looked in the mirror. One more thing. Teeth. He couldn't forget to brush his teeth. Or put on cologne. Revan had to add one more thing to his appearance. Something he should never leave without. Lightsaber. As much as he didn't want to bring it, it was necessary. He clipped it on his belt and decided there was no good way to be discreet about it. It was too long to fit comfortably other places.
Once he was ready, he walked in to the living room and told Canderous, Carth, and Jolee to get down to the dining hall with Zaalbar, Juhani, and the droids. They were already there. Revan went over to the door and walked out while the others headed towards the elevators. He walked over to his room and knocked. Mission answered. She was keeping it simple, wearing a black skirt and navy blouse.
"Looking great, Revan."
"You too, Mission. Is Bastila ready?"
"Yeah..And she looks absolutely amazing. Your one lucky guy, Rev."
"Agreed, Mission. Do you-?" Revan stopped mid sentence when he saw who walked in past Mission, his mouth hanging open.
"I'll see you guys down there, Revan. Bastila." Mission smiled and walked off over to the elevators, too. It was a moment before Revan could speak. Bastila was dressed in a long, dark red dress that matched the stripes of his suit. She had her hair out of the usual style and it was laying on her shoulders stylized perfectly with bangs behind her ear. She had flats on her feet (Bastila knew she could not dance in high heels) and the perfect amount of makeup on her beautiful face.
"Bastila Shan, I think that if you weren't the most beautiful, attractive person in the galaxy before, there are no contenders now."
"Revan Skennis, you have never looked more handsome in your life, and that, is a fact. Now, are we ready, my lord?"(AN: Not in the Sithy way) Revan bowed smiled, and held out his arm.
"Yes, my lady. Shall we?"
"Yes, we shall."
Haha well, there you go. Next chapter will be dinner and dancing, then cantina. And btw, this fic goes in line with my Leviathan story (Not my best piece of work but I wrote it a long time ago.) So that means Revan and Bastila have been together since the Leviathan and they didn't "jump to conclusions" right away if you know what I mean in the previous chapter. (And yeah I know that was a horrible metaphor) I'll have the next chapter up ASAP but summer's almost here which should mean more chapters more often!
