Flying by the Seat of your Pants, Chocolate and Mating Rituals
"Nothing!" Vash exclaimed, blushing yet again. "They took me to my room and left me there! That's it!"
"Right, you expect us to believe that any man could throw an almost naked woman over his shoulder and not be affected?" Mira raised an eyebrow skeptically.
"No, I didn't say he was unaffected. I said he left me in my room. I tried to fight him to get lose and the energy that had built up in me during the game flooded out around him. I think I scared him." She grinned, "Yes, he was definitely affected, as was I, but the Jedi training is not easily escaped and once we got to my room, he quickly deposited me there and ran off. I never did give him or his friend the robe back." She grinned again.
"The men never forgave them for dragging you out of there," Bao said. "They found gizka in their beds more than once after that." He chuckled.
"Why is it I don't have any good stories about you, Bao?" Vashti asked.
"General, I was just a tech. Even if I had caused trouble, it is unlikely that you would have heard about it."
"Except that I was regularly in the commons area and was kept up to date on most of the gossip." She closed her eyes, trying to remember, "Wait, you were the one who was caught in the service lift with that female zabrak pilot, weren't you?"
Bao blushed now, the skin around each of his horns turning an especially bright shade of red. "What can I say, being one of ten zabraks on a ship does have its advantages at times." He smiled nostalgically. "I don't know what caused her to seek me out, but I wasn't going to complain. She was incredible, there's something about a pilot that brings another level of excitement to it. Perhaps it is because they're used to the power and the speed and rely on their instincts so much. I've been with a few more pilots since then and it's all the same, human or zabrak, they are great in bed."
Atton grinned broadly, "I'd have to agree with that!" he quipped.
Bao blushed and stammered, "ah I'm not sure if the same thing applies to male pilots, obviously."
Atton leaned back in his chair, a cocky look on his face, "I can assure you, it does." Mira snorted and threw one of the non-descript nutritional snacks that she had been munching at him. He caught it and popped it into his mouth with a grin. Then made a face. "We have got to get some better food on this ship," he complained as he chewed deliberately on the less than pleasant chunk of… something.
Visas stood and smiled, "I've got something. I'll be right back."
The group looked around at each other, wondering what she could have. She returned with a large duffel bag from which she began to pull a surprising assortment of food. There were fruits from all over the core worlds, packages of salty snacks and best of all Corellian chocolates.
"You've been holding out on us!" Mira exclaimed as she reached for one of the chocolates. "Where did you get this stuff?"
"I found it at the Rodian's stand on Nar Shaddaa," she replied quietly.
"She didn't have that stuff when I talked to her!" Vash complained as she reached for one of the packages of salty snacks, "And that was 2 weeks ago! You've had all this stashed away since then?"
"The Rodian did not have these things listed for sale, but since my diet is very strict, I asked her if she could get me any of these things. She gave me this bag and another like it. I had not realized that the food we had on board was quite so unpleasant, or I would have been happy to share earlier."
"Wait," Canderous questioned as he munched on a Coruscanti pear, "You're on a strict diet and yet none of these things are generally considered very healthy? Well, except for the fruit, I guess."
"I believe in enjoying food as it is one of life's small pleasures. I eat whenever I am hungry and always have some food with me. The energy derived from a good snack bolsters spirit, body and mind at once. And besides, I could never resist chocolate." She smiled as she picked up one of the chocolates and popped it into her mouth.
"I say we let Visas do all the grocery shopping from now on," Atton suggested, "All in favor?"
"AYE!" everyone said in unison.
Mira licked the chocolate off her fingers and went for another. The table was quiet for a moment, something she couldn't stand. She grinned suddenly an idea flitting across her face. She slipped her hand into Mical's robe. His eyes widened as she slid her hand down his chest with an alluring smile. The others exchanged amused glances as her hand stopped halfway down his chest. She cocked an eyebrow, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"Um, Mira…" he stammered, she winked at him and suddenly snatched a datapad out of the fold of his robe. His already wide eyes grew dark as he realized what she had done.
"So, Mic, Whatcha been reading?" she giggled as she thumbed the datapad on. "Reproductive Systems and Mating Rituals of the Twi'lek" she read with a snicker.
"That is a medical text and you know it!" Mical interjected trying to defend himself.
"Yeah, maybe, but why study Twi'leks, eh?" she skimmed through the datapad briefly and began to read, "'The female use of lekku in the Twi'lek mating ritual is very extensive. A potential mate must wait for the distinctive twitching of the left lekku, the tchun, that signals to her suitor that he may begin his courtship ritual. Until the next signal however, the potential mate is only allowed to touch the tchun. He may use whatever techniques he chooses but is may only proceed in the ritual if the female feels his skills are worthy.'"
"Mical!" Vash giggled, "I had no idea you were into lekku."
"It's research!" Mical objected.
"What's not to be into?" Atton remarked, "They can do some amazing things with those extra appendages. Mmm, very nice indeed. But I never knew those things about the signals. Huh, I'll have to remember that next time I get the chance, you think I could borrow that for a bit, Mical?"
"Atton!" Vash smacked him on the shoulder again, harder this time.
"Ow, I'm gonna have a bruise there if you keep doing that, miss. Besides what do you care if I brush up on my Twi'lek mating rituals?" Atton smirked, "Oh, you're not … jealous… are you?"
Vashti stammered, "Jealous? Of course not, it's just that you're a Jedi now, you need to let go of your 'base lusts'"
Atton cocked an eyebrow another grin spreading. He leaned in close to her -their foreheads almost touching, "I'll be happy to do that… just as soon as you manage it." He then wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her up against him. She gasped in shock and fought him for a moment but he didn't relent and as his warmth spread through her she relaxed in his grip.
"You're going to have to fight harder than that if you want to make us believe you don't have a thing for him," Mira said smugly into her juma. "Not that we'd believe you then, either, but at least you could pretend a little better." She snickered. She thumbed through the Mical's datapad a bit more and burst out laughing.
"Mic, what in the world do you have bookmarked here?" She flipped the datapad around to reveal extensive diagrams of the female Twi'lek anatomy.
"Let me see that," Atton said, reaching out his free hand to take the pad. Vashti smacked his hand and glowered up at him over her shoulder. "Or, not." He said with a grin.
Canderous grabbed the datapad instead, "Yep, that's how I remember it." He passed the datapad to Bao, "How about you?" Bao nodded in appreciative agreement as Mical snatched the datapad out of his hands.
"I was studying the anatomy to further my medical training. Nothing more," Mical stated, a little too calmly.
"I didn't notice that the male anatomy was bookmarked," Mira smiled through her glass of juma.
Mical slipped the datapad back into his robe and closed his eyes. Everyone heard "There is no emotion, there is peace" mumbled beneath his breath and the table broke out in laughter again.
"You always were one to cause trouble, weren't you Mira?" Canderous smirked.