Deals

[Xazz]

~two weeks after the meeting of Bernon

Animilia sat at the table her hands folded on her lap elegantly. She had imediatly drawn the stares of many men. But that she was quite used to, as many considered Fersians to be some of the most beautiful people in the Republic. And of course there was the feral vibe they gave off. No one could not stare.

But she wasn't interested, she normally would have flirted. But today, she was waiting for someone. A ronan by the name of Bernon to be exact. She had contacted him two days ago with a message to meet her here. She hopped her came.

[Lord Zaeon]

Bernon entered, his usual garments on. The senator he met some time ago... why did she want to meet with him? He brought his lightsabers with him just in case something happened. He looked about for a few seconds, spotting her at a far table. He walked over and sat across from her. "What did you want?" He asked, getting straight to the point.

[Xazz]

"Well arn't we strait to the point," said Animilia and couldn't help but smirk. "Well, then let me just say it. Perhaps you remember a few weeks ago, you followed one of my bodygaurds?"

[Lord Zaeon]

"Rather your bodyguard followed me." He said.

[Xazz]

"That mundane fact is not important," she said evenly. "But what is important is that he saw you fight... he was highly impressed."

[Lord Zaeon]

"Saw me fight..." He thought. "He was impressed? This affects me how?"

[Xazz]

"Yes, he said you weilded light sabers. If that's true that means that you are a Jedi, yes?" she asked a sly smile on her face. She didn't even wait for him to answer before she started talking once more; using every once of charm she had. "You see, I am in need of that kind of protection."

[Lord Zaeon]

He laughed. "And you're asking me to help protect you." he said.

[Xazz]

"Yes," she said. "He said you weilded more then one saber at a time. Most Jedi cannot do that," she said still playing the card that she thought he was a Jedi. "That was what impressed him."

[Lord Zaeon]

"Well, there's your problem, i'm not a Jedi."

[Xazz]

"Your not?" she asked playing confused.

[Lord Zaeon]

"No." He said flatly.

[Xazz]

"Then how did you learn to use a light saber," then she pushed herself back into her chair. "Your not a Sith are you?" she asked quietly looking quite frightened.

[Lord Zaeon]

"No." He said flatly again. "I taught myself, and these lightsabers; I salvaged them from dead Jedi I found." He said, leaning on the table. "I'm a ronin."

[Xazz]

"Really?" she asked. "Well... then this gets better and better."

[Lord Zaeon]

"Better? Is it good as is?" He asked.

[Xazz]

"Yes, isn't a ronin a warrior who helps people in need? That is what I thought one was anyway," she all but cooed.

((I love Animilia! She's all hormones and feral instincts in a sexy package))

[Lord Zaeon]

((HA HA HA lol))

"Yes." He said. "But I also harm those who get in my way."

[Xazz]

((yes.. love her so much. *huggles Animilia*))

"Then will you help me?" she asked.

[Lord Zaeon]

He looked about. "Fine." He said.

[Xazz]

"Excelent!" she said and clapped her hands together.