The Nar Shaada suite was expansive with a long bar along one wall, complete with a selection of spirits to rival the bars downstairs in the casino. Overstuffed couches large enough to accommodate a small Hutt were strewn about. The relaxed layout was suitable for any form of party the occupants wished to host, but it seemed out of character for a bounty hunter and Sinn laughed at the surprise on Revel's and Lord Kallig's faces.
"First vacation we've had in a while," she explained, "The room is a payment for a job we did and since we'll be dodging stampeding boma in true Mando style soon, I figured we could spend a few days in the lap of luxury first." Torian came up behind Sinn to give her an enveloping hug.
"You'll love it," he said as placed a kiss in her hair, "No better way to relax." Sinn rocked in his arms as she rubbed her back against his broad chest.
"I can think of better ways, you know," she muttered for his ears only. A brief flush rushed across his face before he cleared his throat.
"I'll get the holocube to Mako, see if she can pinpoint the Kingpin's location," he shot a stern look first at Revel, then at Lord Kallig and the Sith gazed malevolently at the armored figure.
"You don't like Sith, do you Mandalorian?" she addressed Torian in her icicle voice as she crossed her arms.
"Not one bit," he replied evenly, "But don't have to; just have to put up with them." He turned back to Sinn before leaving. He spoke low so only she would hear, "Watch yourself, Cyare."
Even though she could take care of herself she knew he was uncertain about leaving her alone with this couple. "I'll be fine," she reassured him, then stepped up on tiptoe to kiss him. She kissed him like she always did, warmly and whole-heartedly, with her usual enthusiasm and promises of more to come, loving how it made him look slightly stunned afterwards.
"Hurry back," she purred, her hands pressed against the hard planes of his chest plate. Torian placed a hand on each side of her face, looking her in the eyes as if memorizing her features before planting a brief kiss on her lips. He gave the couple one more distrustful look before heading out. Sinn motioned to the bar.
"Mako's a great slicer but it might take a while before she breaks the encryption on that holocube. Might as well relax," she nodded to the extra seats, "Feel free to pull one up and sit a spell." Revel raised an eyebrow at Lord Kallig who shook her head.
"Go ahead," she said as she unclipped her light saber, "It seems I have some repairs to take care of." She sat at one of the low tables, pulling a tool kit from her belt while Revel went over to one of the open seats next to Sinn and poured himself a drink.
"Usually don't see Sith doing bounties, thought they had the Imperial coffers to fall back on," Sinn remarked, "Or is this just for fun?"
The flare in Revel's eyes let Sinn know she hit a nerve, but her instincts were telling her that keeping this man off-guard would be the best way to get the information she was after. She gave him a disarming smile. "Take it easy," she murmured soothingly, "Teasing dangerous strangers is one of the perks of the job."
Revel eyed her with a speculative glance. "Not that it's your business," he ground out, "But some Sith aren't born into the lifestyle, it gets thrust on them and they either adapt or die."
He pressed his lips together, looking like he felt he'd said too much. Sinn knew her easygoing exterior was a great way to lure someone into a false sense of confidence, it made her seem too easy to talk to. But she sensed the wound beneath his words and laid a sympathetic hand on his arm.
"I spoke out of turn," she apologized, "You're right, ain't my business, just being my usual nosy self. Trying to figure out why you two would do the bounty but let me and Torian take the loot. My dealings with Sith showed me generosity ain't one of their virtues."
Surprisingly, Revel smiled. "You're right there," he noted his eyes darting over to the Sith, "Most aren't unless they're getting something out of the deal. We're doing a favor for an old friend of my mine. She's arranging a coup on the Exchange on Tatooine. I owe her one for getting me some intel. As for K'... Lord Kallig, she enjoys a little murder and mayhem so she came along." Sinn looked at him sharply and heard him curse as he realized she'd noticed the slip.
"You two are fighting awfully hard for these credits. What are going to do when you get done with this job? Just chase the next bounty?" It seemed like Revel was trying to change the subject but Sinn sat back in her seat knowing a distant look seeped into her eyes.
"Family," she said wistfully, "Working towards retirement if you can believe it. Itching to settle down, have children. A couple more big jobs and we won't have to keep chasing targets, least not for a while."
All things considered, Sinn thought, she might be starting to like this pirate and his 'companion'. But a job was a job and now that she had him relaxed maybe she could get more information out of him.
"So what's with you and Her Darkness?" Sinn motioned over at Lord Kallig with a nod. Revel raised an eyebrow at her casual reference and something flitted across his eyes as he looked over at his Sith lord.
"Not much," he said, his voice even, "I pilot her ship, we've been crew mates for a while. That's about it." Sinn clamped a hand across her mouth to stifle her snort of derision and her eyes gleamed with unholy laughter that would have done the Sith proud.
"If you two are just crew mates then I'm a Cathar Shaman," Sinn chortled. She leaned in lowering the pitch of her voice, "You love her, don't you?" Revel's eyes grew dark and defensive before she continued, "Don't deny it, I see how you look at her and she loves you back from what I can see." He sighed as he shook his head, but his gaze softened as he glanced over at the Sith sitting to the side repairing her light saber.
"Yeah, I do love her," he raked his hand over his scalp, "And I know she loves me too, so much so that she married me. She's my wife." Sinn's eyes grew so wide they could have fallen out of her skull.
"Sith can do that?" She asked and Revel's answering look was sharp.
"The Dark Council wouldn't approve with me not being Force adept. Damn self-righteous bunch, almost as bad as Jedi. They might be alright with passion, but love is too soft of an emotion for them. Besides, she's got some heavy hitting enemies that might put me on some hit list if they found out about us."
Sinn couldn't help the calculating gleam flashed in her eyes at the mention of a hit list and from the look on Revel's face he must have seen it. "Don't even think about it hunter." A deadly tone sunk deep into Revel's voice. "You haven't seen what's she's really capable of, even if you tried taking us down in the hopes of some reward you'd be in a world of hurt." Sinn leaned back and placed her hand on her chest.
"I'm hurt you think so little of me," she teased, "Don't worry, I'll leave you two be. Not because I think I'd lose, you understand, something just tells me you need to be left alone. Keep in touch and I might even give you a head's up if anything came down the wire on either one of you." His posture relaxed as his leaned back in his chair.
"Thanks," he said, "Not a lot of folk you can depend on, always good to know there's some extra eyes watching our back. How'd you know about how she felt about me?" He asked and Sinn's throaty laugh bubbled from her chest.
"I recognize it, you know being another woman in love and all," she chuckled, "Her eyes glow when she looks at you. Not that crazy Force glow, something warm. She tamps it down well, not many would notice it unless they've had it," she shot him a steely look, "You are lucky to have it."
"I don't trust luck," Sinn watched as he looked indulgently at his wife, "It's crazy, I know, ex-pirate and a Sith. The rest of the crew doesn't even know about it. They probably think we're just having fun with each other. But we've talked children ourselves. Things need to cool down before that happens. Until then, she makes me want to fight for her."
As if she felt his gaze, Lord Kallig looked up from her saber. She glanced coolly at Sinn, then her eyes drifted over to Revel. Just like Sinn had mentioned there was something warm in those eyes just for him, Sinn could see it even from where she sat. A small tempting smile crept across her face before it looked like she remembered they weren't alone. She gave Revel a quick wink before going back to her saber. Sinn's snicker brought Revel's attention back to her.
"Something tells me her eyes glow other times too," the humor was evident in her voice and Revel's eyes were daggers as he looked back at Sinn.
"Dangerous territory, better step back," he growled. Sinn raised both hands to gesture for him to take it easy.
"Meant nothing by it," she said soothingly, "You ask me, not enough passion used for the right reasons in the galaxy. Maybe those Jedi and Sith would be less self-righteous if they realize love ain't all that bad. But I know what you mean about fighting for someone. Torian and I learned a lot about each other in battle," she sighed again, thinking of her own love, before she leaned in back in.
"I'm sorry about that, by the way," she whispered conspiratorially. "Wasn't trying to rub it in. I just never thought about being lucky to be husband and wife in public." Revel relaxed again.
"Don't worry about it, it's good being able to tell someone. Don't tell her I let you in on us being married, just know that I owe you one," he adjusted his coat as he settled back. "Where is that husband of yours anyway?"
"Good question, I'll see what's keeping him. Should take just a minute," Sinn knew a hint when she heard one and got up to stretch. K'isha's eyes immediately darted to her and she stood as well, watching Sinn warily.
"Won't be long, don't start anything you can't finish," Sinn muttered to Revel, poking fun at him again. Raising her voice, she addressed the Sith, "Checking on the recon, be back in a minute my lord." Then she walked out to check on Torian.