A Failure's Tale - Chapter Six
Marked
The next day I decided to go and see what Canderous was talking about. I left for the museum and I saw what he was talking about. Revan's robes.. Her lightsabre. It was enough to make me believe that she was gone but why would Dustil lie to me? Why would the R.I.U. lie to him to be exact? Something didn't make sense. I smelt a Rancor's rotten corpse and it wasn't a nice smell.
It was bloody unbelievable.
I decided to stick around anyway and see the rest of the museum. Their most prized possession was an ancient artifact with mysterious markings plauging its very sides. It was small, around the size of a palm. It was black.. Black like an opal. It shone under the artificial light that was covering it. I asked the museum curator exactly what it did and he shrugged at me.
"It's a mystery." He told me. "All we know is that it's very, very old."
***
I'd seen enough in the museum to need another stiff drink. I decided to return to the Cantina I was in yesterday, I prayed I didn't see Maria Mortis this time.
However, I did.
That woman was going to get me into trouble and I could smell it a mile off. For some reason, I always knew the type.
Unfortunately, they were always the good looking type.
I ordered my poison from the Twi'lek barman once again and sat down. Maria Mortis was arm wrestling again. As usual she was defeating the men with ease, it made me wonder just how much charisma she had in her touches to make every man fall at every hurdle.
Either that.. Or they were doing it deliberately because they enjoyed it.
Men aren't fickle about a woman touching them up even if it hurts their pride.
But I'm not every man.
I set my blaster to stun and wandered up to the table Maria was sitting at and sat down again. "Back for more?" She enquired as her aquamarine eyes met my brown ones.
"Sure." I said confidently. I placed my elbow on the table and Maria did the same, our hands locked and we began to wrestle. Again my strength outmatched Maria's with great ease and I put all my strength into my wrestle with her. Her eyes widened and I soon felt a hurried hand on my knee. I unsheathed my blaster and pointed it at the pit of her stomach. This time I wasn't the one to lose concentration in surprise. It was Maria.
Her hand slammed down on the table. I was the victor.
Maria gave me a glare which I'm pretty sure if she was a Jedi would have burnt me to cinders.
"I told you I'd win, sweetie." I said to her as I winked and left the table. Maria kept glaring at me and I swore I heard her sneer. I returned to the bar and ordered another drink. I sipped at my alcohol while talking to the Twi'lek barman, he was surprised I had the guts to defeat Maria. "I was just doing what a man has to do." I told him, he smirked.
"But she's a ruthless, evil bounty hunter, Jaro." He told me. Well, that sort of made me feel foolish. Sure enough, Maria Mortis was standing behind me. She coughed to get my attention. I lit a Cigarra and turned to face her.
"You've got some guts, Jaro." Maria's husky voice told me. I raised an eyebrow and puffed my Cigarra in her face, she deserved it anyway. I saw her smirk but her face remained emotionless.
"That's some talent you have." I told her as I took another puff. Still her face remained ever emotionless, she more than knew what I was talking about.
"I'm not impressed with your foolishness." Maria told me. She reached for the Cigarra packet in my hand and snatched it from me. She took a Cigarra out from the packet and placed it between her lips, lighting it. She promptly threw the packet back onto my lap.
Maria leaned closer towards me and gently fingered the shades off my face. The corner of her lips twisted into a.. Well, twisted smile and she exhaled the smoke in my face. Maybe it was my lucky day.
"Ow!" I yelped as I felt the knife she gently concealed slice through the flesh on my arm. Maria grinned and leaned back away from me.
She said one word.
"Marked."
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Vivid Scripts: I checked out your fan fic, it's great! Thanks for the support *Bow!*
Shadow39: You have even "more"!
Ahh.. I realise black isn't technically opal but ok.
Marked
The next day I decided to go and see what Canderous was talking about. I left for the museum and I saw what he was talking about. Revan's robes.. Her lightsabre. It was enough to make me believe that she was gone but why would Dustil lie to me? Why would the R.I.U. lie to him to be exact? Something didn't make sense. I smelt a Rancor's rotten corpse and it wasn't a nice smell.
It was bloody unbelievable.
I decided to stick around anyway and see the rest of the museum. Their most prized possession was an ancient artifact with mysterious markings plauging its very sides. It was small, around the size of a palm. It was black.. Black like an opal. It shone under the artificial light that was covering it. I asked the museum curator exactly what it did and he shrugged at me.
"It's a mystery." He told me. "All we know is that it's very, very old."
***
I'd seen enough in the museum to need another stiff drink. I decided to return to the Cantina I was in yesterday, I prayed I didn't see Maria Mortis this time.
However, I did.
That woman was going to get me into trouble and I could smell it a mile off. For some reason, I always knew the type.
Unfortunately, they were always the good looking type.
I ordered my poison from the Twi'lek barman once again and sat down. Maria Mortis was arm wrestling again. As usual she was defeating the men with ease, it made me wonder just how much charisma she had in her touches to make every man fall at every hurdle.
Either that.. Or they were doing it deliberately because they enjoyed it.
Men aren't fickle about a woman touching them up even if it hurts their pride.
But I'm not every man.
I set my blaster to stun and wandered up to the table Maria was sitting at and sat down again. "Back for more?" She enquired as her aquamarine eyes met my brown ones.
"Sure." I said confidently. I placed my elbow on the table and Maria did the same, our hands locked and we began to wrestle. Again my strength outmatched Maria's with great ease and I put all my strength into my wrestle with her. Her eyes widened and I soon felt a hurried hand on my knee. I unsheathed my blaster and pointed it at the pit of her stomach. This time I wasn't the one to lose concentration in surprise. It was Maria.
Her hand slammed down on the table. I was the victor.
Maria gave me a glare which I'm pretty sure if she was a Jedi would have burnt me to cinders.
"I told you I'd win, sweetie." I said to her as I winked and left the table. Maria kept glaring at me and I swore I heard her sneer. I returned to the bar and ordered another drink. I sipped at my alcohol while talking to the Twi'lek barman, he was surprised I had the guts to defeat Maria. "I was just doing what a man has to do." I told him, he smirked.
"But she's a ruthless, evil bounty hunter, Jaro." He told me. Well, that sort of made me feel foolish. Sure enough, Maria Mortis was standing behind me. She coughed to get my attention. I lit a Cigarra and turned to face her.
"You've got some guts, Jaro." Maria's husky voice told me. I raised an eyebrow and puffed my Cigarra in her face, she deserved it anyway. I saw her smirk but her face remained emotionless.
"That's some talent you have." I told her as I took another puff. Still her face remained ever emotionless, she more than knew what I was talking about.
"I'm not impressed with your foolishness." Maria told me. She reached for the Cigarra packet in my hand and snatched it from me. She took a Cigarra out from the packet and placed it between her lips, lighting it. She promptly threw the packet back onto my lap.
Maria leaned closer towards me and gently fingered the shades off my face. The corner of her lips twisted into a.. Well, twisted smile and she exhaled the smoke in my face. Maybe it was my lucky day.
"Ow!" I yelped as I felt the knife she gently concealed slice through the flesh on my arm. Maria grinned and leaned back away from me.
She said one word.
"Marked."
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Vivid Scripts: I checked out your fan fic, it's great! Thanks for the support *Bow!*
Shadow39: You have even "more"!
Ahh.. I realise black isn't technically opal but ok.