One x One discussion

here we go!

Okay well do we still want to start on Dagobah?

Sure; if you don’t mind posting first.

well I'm bout to be in the field so only on phone which makes starting touch hard really

still need me to post?

i’m so so sorry !! i’ve been super super busy lately! if you could that would be amazing. sorry again!

((OKay I will do my best on a start))

Dristan had taken time to track a young woman who was wanted for some petty crimes but for some reason had unusual high bounty which was great for him after all. He after a few weeks of following leads had her down to the swamp planet of Dagobah which was a place almost no one even went to so he was curious why she was here at all now. He soon slowed his approach and unlike most found a way to land safely though it was a challenge since most of the place was fogged up as well marsh. He then had scanned most of the planet for humanoid life which was only in one place since the planet didn't have any other than the visitors.

Emmih groaned as she pushed open her eyes. Her latest job was actually going quite well...until her ship decided to malfunction, leaving her on the lovely planet of Dagobah. Her beloved transport was broke, stuck in the marshy slush this planet called ground, she was running out of food, and she was running behind on her jobs. Pulling on her helmet, Emmih dropped the main hatch and stared into the marsh

Tristan had come in a day or two after she had had her bad luck, soon landing nearby with his ship faring much better as it didn't have issue. He soon dropped his ramp and walked out going to find the nearest life sign of human size. He intended on bringing her in though if she interested him he might take her as a partner as he was looing for it.

She was looking for anything at this point. A form of food, any type of something to keep her sane or alive, whichever came first. As she was walking through the slushy marsh, Emmih came face-to-face with a pikobi, the point of it's beak touching the point of her helmet between her eyes. She stopped head in her tracks, startled by the animal.

He son closed in and found her face to face with a creature a bit smaller than her which he wondered what she do so he waited in the brush to see how she handled the situation though he did have a blaster out if she needed saving.

She slowly dropped her hand to her blaster, looking at the creature in the eyes. She observed it carefully. It was small, standing on one of the thick branches that hung low. Emmih knew how intelligent these creatures were and hoped there wasn't a whole swarm of them she had to deal with. After her heart rate slowed, realizing she was in no real danger, she relaxed her shoulders and picked the little creature up by its shoulders and tossed it aside, listening for any other creatures she needed to be wary about. She felt stupid for being startled by such things, though she was on high alert, feeling as if she was being watched

Tris watched with a bit of interest as she moved a hand calmly to her blaster if the creature tried something which it didn't before she tossed it aside which had him smirk a bit as she looked around like she was being watched which she was but not like he had given himself away. He soon had a stun round loaded in his rifle which with a good sight he fired, as usual his helmet showed if he needed to adjust his shot which was perfect as usual.

Emmih turned to where she had heard a shot before feeling a pressure in the small unarmored piece on her waist, between her chest piece and her hips. She thought someone had been following her and now it was obvious. Before she could do anything, her knees gave below her

Tris saw the dart hit true just where he needed as she soon collapse he came out of the bushes and moved to get her, stripping her of weapons then getting her to his ship and putting her in a holding cell without the armor and leaving her in underclothes as he didn't take chances at all with other mercs. soon sitting and waiting for her to wake up as he wondered how she try to get out of this now.

When she woke, she immediately knew something was wrong, feeling her chest. Her armor was gone. Fuck. Feeling around more, She pulled her blonde hair from it’s hold, letting it’s layers drop around her shoulders. “Is this really necessary?” Em hummed, not really expecting an answer. She wondered what she had been tracked for, but decided that that wasn’t the main issue

"For me I take every precaution when I take a bounty" he said leaning forward slightly, still wearing his own helmet which looked as if he was constantly angry which was why he painted it so, to be intimidating. He also had both his blaster pistols on either thigh while he had his rifle and other weapons stored in a locker in his quarters. "Now you have a unique situation as I am looking for a bit of a partner as I have heard of a big bounty soon to be posted" he said with a smile as he looked her over again. "So lets see if you can convince me to make your bounty disappear as well give you work, shall we?" he asked as he leaned back again and waited for her response.

Emmih looked up at him, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’re awful at first impressions.” she stated with a heavy tone, leaning back in the chair. “Plus, what's in it for me? Just dropping my price and leaving me go when you're done?" She had about a million questions, but kept her composure. "Besides, I'm on a time sensitive job, I don't have time for this."

"I dont really care about first impressions" he said with a raise brow though she couldnt see it. "Besides not being turned in and having someone to stave off others and possibly assist you?" he asked her a bit sarcastically. He waved at her current situation which didnt give her much option as it were "not like you have much choice in the matter" he said with a shrug.

Emmih leaned forward and crossed her legs. "Assist? You're doing wonderfully, sweetheart." She muttered dully, standing and leaning on the door, her hair dropped over her shoulders and chest. "Just let me out, and then we can talk."

"I at least landed and still have a functioning ship so I think that shows you might need some help" he said with a shrug. "dont try anything stupid" he said with a scowl clicking a button on his wrist gauntlet that unlocked the door.

A smirk passed her lips when he dropped the door to her cell. “define stupid,” Emmih walked a little bit, knowing he was most likely watching her anyways. She wouldn’t pull anything unless she had to, which at her current state she would loose anyways.

"Let's leave that to anything that pisses me off or hampers my work" he said with a slight sigh as he leaned back. "Now I will give you back your things if you agree to a few terms" he said with his arms crossed.

((do you want the smut to start as him being pent up and part of their agreement? ))

“Shoot.” She said, tapping her nails across her folded arms, raising an eyebrow to listen. Emmih was usually independent and didn’t like following other people’s conditions, which would be her guess on why he was after her anyways.

i((oh we’re doing that? okay, idc really haha)

((was just asking ya opinion really since rather not to presume))

"Well I'm not much for physical interaction but a man gets tired of being alone for long time so one would you helping alleviate that" he said with a thought on the second. "Second you would have to listen to me on jobs and anything related to such until we grow to trust one another" he said.

((I don't really care tbh, and sorry for the late reply! I didn't get a notif))

Leaning against the wall, her eyebrow arched more on the conditions. So... "alleviating loneliness"... And listen to him? Emmih sighed. "And if I choose not to comply?" She asked, looking to him. "You gonna turn me in for your 'big money'?" she said, ending with a bit of a bratty tone- part of her sarcastic, button-pushing nature

((I only just came to check it again funnily but I can get to ya even though got some ahead.))

He waited for her response as she leaned on the wall which when she answered with her own question he calmly sighed as he answered. "Then yes I would turn you in and you can take your chances with the ones after you" he said as he knew they were known to be brutal to those that betrayed them.

Emmih thought to herself for a moment. Her betrayals were petty; using her voice to help find her parents, trying to save innocent people behind them. It wasn't worth it. "When do we start?" she said reluctantly, looking back to him for what seemed like the thousandth time. He better be worth it.


((what do you want to come out of their relationship))

((Well be something like a partner to have his back as well romantic when he starts to feel that though it will take a bit since he has been shut off for so long.))

"Well I haven't found any jobs for us at the moment so you can take a shower and then we can see how I am feeling as I may ask for help" he said with a shrug.

"Can I have my stuff back?" she asked stubbornly. Emmih cocked her eyebrow as her hand slid to her hip, the other held out. Her nails were long, pointy, and dark. "This isn't going anywhere until I have it back."

((that's what i was thinking. do you want more of a love/hate relationship (as in they argue a lot but still actually like each other) or...))

((That seems fine to me really))
:Sure just know that the ship won't take off without me" he said with a slight pull back of her things to make sure she understood how things worked. "First you may want to clean Dagobah off of you" he said with a nod back toward the small quarters he had on the ship.

She rolled her eyes and huffed. "And what about my ship?" At least sell it for scraps She thought. Emmih grabbed her things and headed back to where he had nodded. She placed down her things neatly, armor laid out nicely after brushing and cleaning the mud off. Stepping out of her clothing, Em washed all the marsh and smell of overgrown swamp off of her. She redressed in her armor pants and an undershirt before returning back.

"Is there anything worth while in it as I can't exactly tow it" he said with a shrug as he thought about things while she showered. He also found them somewhere to relax while he waited for another job to arrive and by the time she washed and came back he had found a scrapper to come get what he wanted and was ready to move the money to her since it was her ship. "You clean up well" he added with a slight smile inside his helmet.

((so this but not jeans? http://media.gettyimages.com/photos/s...))

((yeah p much, ill try to include photos more often when it comes to outfits))

Emmih looked over and rolled her eyes lightly. “Oh, was it that bad before?” she cocked an eyebrow w a slight smile as well. “My weapons and such are all in my ship, but it’s really not much,” she said, leaning on the wall. “So, what’s under the helmet?@

((Ok I can help find them if ya want))

"Well without the thick layer of mud and being stuck here it is a bit different" he said with a shake of his head. "Well I can go retrieve them if you need them that is" he said with a turn around. "Something you won't be seeing today" he said with a stern tone as a Mandalorian didn't take his helmet off around anyone unless they were a romantic partner or he really trusted them.

"Id rather have them." She furrowed her brow. "So it's fine you see me? I don't think so." Emmih crossed her arms. "If this is going to work in any stretch, you're going to keep it even." It wasn't right. He'd taken hers off without any reason, what was so wrong about her asking.

HE nodded at her request to have her equipment which he got so he prepped to go get it now. "Fine but no one gets to know you have seen my face, understood?" he asked as being a mandolorian meant you didn't take off your helmet in others presence. He then unsealed his helmet and pulled it off to unveil his face which had a couple scars but nothing serious to affect his good looks. "Happy?" he asked her.

Emmih chuckled a slight but as she looked him over, her eyes tracing his features and said nothing. Turning away, she returned back to clean her armor better with a slight laugh. No, he wasn't bad at all, but she could tell her attitude problem would definitely bother him.

He rolled her eyes as she didn't respond other than a chuckle which he him put the helmet back on as she cleaned her armor and he set their destination. He then went and got her things and set them aside before setting off and heading for his base.

During the way back, Emmih slipped out and walked to the open area of the ship, leaning on the wall. “So, what really is more valuable than the price on my head to you?” she raised an eyebrow.

He was done setting the ship to fly to their destination so he went bac to the living area. "Like I said, I wanted some company as well someone to watch my back on missions I need it" he said as he took off some of his armor to lay back and rest a slight bit.

She quirked her eyebrow and chuckled. Sitting down, she pushed her hair over her shoulder. "So, you thought someone who betrayed her own guild would suffice?" Emmih aked, watching him

"Well you didn't have a history of that before so I guessed you had a decent reason for doing such" he said with a shrug. "If you like to lay on the bed with me you may" he added as she watched.

She shrugged and continued to lean back on the wall. "That depends on who you ask I suppose." Tilting her head to his question, Emmih folded her hands together. "Does that mean you want me to?"

"THe research I did says so, though we will see" he siad with a slight look up at her. "I was offering as you haven't rested well at this planet I would guess being it doesn't have very good places to sleep" he said with a pat next to him as the bed still had some room for her as well.

"You're persistent," she commented, getting up and sitting where he had pat next to him. "What's your reason to be out here, then? Money?"

"Well you were the prey but I saw other benefits than just a payoff though I can make it back easily" he said with a shrug as he figured she might take time to get comfortable around him after all.

With the cross of her legs she gave a smirk. “So,” she started with a bit of a pain in the ass tone. “What’s under that hard add attitude of yours?” Emmih poked his chest with her nail, testing her waters a bit. “Nothing? Years of lacking attention?” She thought a moment. “Lonely?”