"Is this seat taken dear?" A familiar voice asked.

Lana looked up and saw the ugly mug of Colonel Storm. The same man that for years since she was sixteen offer her parents' baubles and other useless items in order to get her hands in marriage. Fortunately for the blonde, Jaren and Kelsa Beniko believed that arrange marriages are an outdated tradition, not to mention being against slavery, unlike this blasted fool. The Sith has heard accounts of this man's repulsive reputation of violating women and how he ordered the execution of innocent civilians on Ryloth, not to mention being twice her age. What the good Colonel values is only credits and power, unlike James who is more respectful and have a humble personality, the trooper desiring neither fame nor fortune.

"Sure Conrad. And next time please do not call me dear."

Said fool then sat next to her. "My apology my lady…If I may, I heard a rumour that you're courting a Nerfherder. Is this true?"

"Well, I'm not denying it, Colonel."

"What do you see in him?" He asked as he picked his teeth with a toothpick to Lana's disgust. The nerve of this man. The Empire would be better off without him and he is testing her patience.

"James is really sweet and is always polite, unlike you Conrad." She declared as she got up from her chair. But as soon as she stood up, Colonel Storm followed her movement and grabbed her before the man forcibly made the Sith face him.

"LET GO OF ME!"

"I do not think so dear." He whispered in her ears. "You…are…mine…"

The Imperial Officer started to kiss her neck and he was overpowering her. The audacity of him! Groping a Lord of the Sith! Unfortunately for Lana, Colonel Storm was holding her wrists so she couldn't use her force abilities and her lightsaber was back in her bedroom since her dress didn't have an attachment for the weapon.

Suddenly there was a splash of red liquid over his uniform.

"HEY ASSHOLE!" A Dantooinian accent called out as he grabbed the man off of her and deliver a fist to the Colonel's face."I believe she said no!"

'James'


James was enraged that this war criminal attempted to rape another sentient being. This time he was groping the love of his life and his fury went from a campfire to an apocalyptic volcanic eruption on Mustafar with the Mining Guild having to evacuate off the planet before it blows.

"HEY ASSHOLE!" He shouted as he pulled the jackass off of her and turned him around, giving the Imp a blow to his jaw. "I believe she said no!"

The Colonel, enraged at the thought of being struck by someone of the lower class, charged forward.

James gave the bastard a left hook, then a right. He then went to the groin and the arrogant officer went down.

"Thank you for ruining a wonderful evening!" Mayer screamed into his face as he lifted him by the collar. "I guess we have to do this the hard way, which is fine by me." James growled as his fist connected him again.

Lana, watching in horror, and unsure what to do, witness Conrad being thrown into the refreshment table. The two hundred other guests watched the scene in amusement, believing that the fight was the main event.

Eventually, the two fighters went outside and started wrestling each other. The crowd placed bets on who was going to win the fight and there was a mix of cheering and jeering when the organizers of the celebration arrived to investigate the sudden, unplanned spectacle.

"Lana dearie. What's going on?" Her father asked.

The tears in her eyes started to come out as the blonde told her parents what happened. "...Conrad violated me... and James started to beat him up..."

Her father scowled at the thought of the Colonel violating his only child and went out to support James as Lana cried into her mother's chest.


"You made the worst mistake of your life scumbag!"

"And yet she deserves better!"

"You are absolutely right, she does deserve better! Better than you that is!"

The wrestling match has been going nowhere with the two soldiers from opposite factions being at each other throats for twenty minutes now. James needed an advantage and it came from an unexpected, yet helpful source.

The undercover Republic Trooper saw Mister Beniko cock a scattershot and fired a blast into the air.

"Conrad, I'm going to say this exactly once. I want you to leave and never return." The father declared, aiming the scattershot at the colonel's chest to reinstate his point.

With a huff, the colonel left without further incident.

"Are you alright my boy?" Jaren asked James after the unwelcomed man left.

"Never been better." The trooper smirked before becoming slightly more formal. "Just wish that I arrived sooner before that disgusting prick laid his unwashed hands on her."

The head of the household walked towards the soldier, placing his hand on James' shoulder. "The feeling is mutual, but I do not desire to start a kaggath."

James has heard about these huge blood disputes between families, but a kaggath could only be called by a Sith.

"How can Colonel Storm start a Kaggath?"

Jarren sighed. "He personally can not. But his uncle, Lord Anvil, could. In the middle of the Great Galatic War, Conrad's parents were killed onboard the Avenger of Korriban, and his uncle took him in, raising him like one of his own. Lord Anvil has considerable influence that not even Lord Marr can touch him and now with this incident, I do believe that he may call one in order for his nephew to receive Lana's hand in marriage.

Thoughts about the earlier conservation of 'what does she see in you' and Jaren's admission made the trooper steamed to a whole new level. "Arrange marriage?! I am going to personally slay that bastard myself!"

"I know you will lad. Just be careful, okay?... Now let's do get inside before we catch a cold. Shall we?"

James nodded as he followed the father inside.