Ask Nal Hutta But Then I Got High

[Segri Targe]

She explained that her hair was indeed natural, which really intrigued Segri. She smiled at the mention of being part Echani, biting her lower lip. "That's hot." she muttered, still playing with her hair. She commented on the shirt Segri was wearing, which drew a chuckle from her. "I've always wondered how I'd look in a suit like those rich business dudes that lived on Coruscant's surface. But I don't think I'll look good in that." she commented as she looked into Alana's eyes.

The compliment brought a slight blush to her face. "Thanks." she muttered with a giggle. She glanced down at Alana's wrist and took hold of it. She looked it over then brought it to her face to kiss the tattoo. "I don't think you should tat yourself up too much. You're too pretty for that." she commented calmly as she looked back into her eyes.

She stared at the girl in front of her, holding her close and simply enjoying the moment. There was something about the girl that she simply could relate with. They both knew hardship. They never had an easy break in their lives. She sighed, then gave her a kiss before looking around. "I could sure do with a smoke right now. You see my packet anywhere?" she asked her with a nervous chuckle.

@Algarus

 

[Alana Calloway]

Alana blushed at the woman's comment, giggling and looking away from the woman as color came back to her face. "I don't think you'd work in a business suit, but there are other things I can see you looking quite striking in." She complimented, as she found Segri gazing into her eyes. She did manage to make the Zabrak blush, which she took as a small victory in their little war of flirtations, but she still had a way to go. Alana snickered when the woman went to kiss her tattoo, having heard a similar reaction from her sister about getting tattoos before; though she had never had someone kiss her tat before, that was new. "I think I'll get one more on the wrist and call it quits. I can't pull them off as well as you beautiful."

As the two woman stared at one another, Alana felt that she could almost read Segri's mind, seeing that expression in the woman's eyes, that look of recognition. Alana had those moments too, and it was killing her to see it first hand. This was probably just a fling, two girls who were both confused over their identities trying to find the meaning for life by knocking boots with everyone and their mother. When the Zabrak kissed her once more, Alana leaned into it, and was trying to hold the lip lock when Segri pulled back to search for her cigs. "Probably on the floor somewhere." Alana commented, as she tightened her hold over her new companion, knowing that once Segri left the couch Alana would have to show the girl how to pilot the ship; and she was mighty comfortable right now. "Sadly, I don't think I'm ready to let you go just yet." She added with a wink, hoping this would be grounds for a friendly wrestling match; or until Segri just tickled her into submission, she always hated when Astra did that.

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[Segri Targe]

The compliment drew a sheepish chuckle from the Zabrak that probably didn't sound at all like her usual self. Not many people have called her beautiful...at least not people that meant it. Alana meant it. And that made it so much better to hear.

She was planning on getting up and looking for it, but the hold that tightened around her stopped her from getting so far. She looked back to Alana then smirked. "Oh, is that so?" she teased, snaking her arms around the girl once again. "What are you planning to do to keep me here?" she teased further, her hands moving to Alana's waist and caressing her skin. "I can promise you, you'll need a little more than a 'pretty please'." she finished, pressing her forehead against Alana's while being careful to not hit her with the tips of her horns. The mischievous smirk on her lips didn't falter as her amethyst eyes stared into Alana's crimson.

She placed a kiss on Alana's lips, holding it for a few moments before breaking away again. "So, white, what's your master plan?"

@Algarus

 

[Alana Calloway]

The girl had a cute laugh, it was a bit infectious actually, least to Alana, as she could feel her heart begin to pound faster and faster. Sergi's question caused her to shiver, as she could feel the woman's arms slither around her and, fingers tracing across her skin now. Alana could feel a rather unfamiliar sensation welling up in her gut now, as Segri was calling her bluff, and Alana was holding a pretty drek hand of cards. Was this a delay tactic? Possibly. While Alana didn't want to get up, she also wanted to pull this wayward Zabrak out of her shell a bit more; and she felt she was doing a good job at doing so.

As the pair touched foreheads, Alana could feel something familiar within the woman stir, but she wasn't sure what exactly that was; was she still under the effects of spice? Whatever it was, Alana could see herself in this woman's eyes, and just like herself, she was secretly desperate for companionship. When they kissed this time, there was a passion behind it that Alana had been holding back, perhaps feeling that she might have found someone that could grasp what she was feeling day in and day out. She was probably going at it a little fast, but that was the type of life she lived.

As the pair pulled back, Alana's hands had worked their way into the confines of what had been her shirt just a few hours ago; before Segri seemingly claimed it from her. With a grin every bit of mischievous as her partner, Alana brought her lips close to Sergei's neck and began to kiss her tattoos. "The plan, is to get my shirt back..." Alana trailed off, hoping to put Segri at rest before she launched her inital strike. "By any means necessary!" She added on, her hands having secured themselves onto Segri's sides, as Alana would launch an inital tickle faint, hoping to distract the woman long enough to follow through with the plan; well, it was more of a concept really. Given they were on a couch, the chances of then ending up on the floor was rather high, but Alana put that into consideration, she just didn't care. Segri's droid cowered behind a piece of furniture, unsure when it would be safe to attempt shooting across the room into another place of safety.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Segri Targe]

Segri hummed with delight as Alana kissed her neck, tilting her head to the side to give her more room. Alana's plan worked like a charm. She didn't suspect a thing until it was too late.

She shrieked with laughter and tried to fend off her attacker, but it was a losing battle. She tried to gain the advantage by trying to roll over and pin Alana underneath her, but she misjudged her roll and instead went over the edge with a yelp. She hit the floor first, landing on her back with a grunt.

She took a second to regain her bearings, but when she did, she realized that her plan backfired. Now she was the one being pinned.

"You're not winning that easily!" Segri proclaimed before trying to launch an attack of her own to try and beat Alana in this war they were waging. She wasn't getting her shirt back that easily.

@Algarus

 

[Alana Calloway]

Alana was giggling like mad as she and Segri rolled off the couch and hit the floor. While she had enjoyed tormenting the Zabrak, she gave pause as she tried to see if her new friend was okay from the short fall. "You alright purple?" Alana had started to ask, before the woman was already launching her attack.

Alana cackled and fell forward as Segri was quickly establishing her place in this small war they were holding, but continued her attack on Segri, though she was laughing through out it. "Give me my shirt back!" Alana managed through a series of giggles, though Segri would manage to drive the cowgirl off her, as Alana now on her side, putting up a desperate last stand. Segri's droid chose this moment to go hauling towards the cockpit, as it hoped it's master was too distracted to notice it. Alana knew she probably wasn't going to win this battle, and was reconsidering things as Segri seemed to be stronger than her. She wasn't going to give up right then and there, this was rather fun at the moment, but Zabraks were known for their endurance; and Segri could probably withstand this torment more than her.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Segri Targe]

"Never!" Segri cried out through her laughter as they tickled and wrestled on the ground. Her droid was lucky that she didn't see it in the room. She didn't like an audience. And it would've probably gotten a proper kick to the dome if she spotted it.

She saw that Alana was faltering, losing her momentum. The Zabrak was winning. She saw an opening when Alana rolled onto her side and moved with cat-like grace to pin the girl to the ground. Her hands held onto Alana's wrists and her legs both spread and pinned the girl down. She hissed, baring her teeth before completely breaking down in a giggle fit.

She laid on top of Alana, pressing her face against her shoulder as she snickered. "We're hopeless." she quipped, kissing Alana again. She sat up, straddling Alana's midsection while she fiddled with the shirt. It sat a little tight on her, probably since she was a quite a bit bigger than the shirt's owner. When she finally got it off, she simply dumped it over Alana's face with a giggle then got off her. She stood up, looking for her undergarments and quickly slid them on. "Let's get out of this dump. Where do you wanna go? Know about any good opportunities or work available? I still need to get my bearings on how the galaxy operates." she spoke as she picked up her packet of cigarettes.

She started to fish one out of the packet, then stopped. She glanced at Alana then back to the packet...then threw it on the nearby table. For some reason, she didn't feel like smoking one anymore.

"You want anything? I got some bacon and eggs in the freezer and a few types of drinks." she offered. In all honesty, the drinks were still the belongings to the original owner of the ship. She just hadn't gotten around to finishing it yet...

@Algarus

 

[Alana Calloway]

Alana was screwed and she knew it. Astra tickled her into submission all the time, and she knew well enough that it was effectively her biggest weakness. Needless to say, Segri was winning this encounter, and when the Zabrak leapt on top of her and pinned her to the floor, Alana was still in the midst of a giggling fit; she was about to beg for mercy before Segri bursted into laughter as well.

Her head laid against the floor as she giggled away, before Segri came in closer for a lip lock once again. "I don't know what you're on about. I think we're doing just fine." Of course, she was somewhat cut off by Segri throwing her shirt at her, which Alana found rather hilarious. It seemed they had the same idea in mind, as a few moments later they were somewhat normally dressed. "Hell, I don't know. Somewhere warm and nice? Far away from this dump please." Alana suggested, though Segri looked like she wanted to have a smoke, she tossed it aside and inquired about breakfast. "I'm good with bacon and eggs. I'm not that picky, so long as you got some orange juice and what not, I'm game for that." Alana was none the wiser, as if her new friend was going to treat her, she was all for it.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Segri Targe]

Segri smirked and walked back to Alana, wrapping her arms around her hips and pulling her close. "I think we got some, yeah. So how about you fly us out of here and I'll get some food going?" she suggested, ending with a happy smile.

She broke off and happily made her way to the kitchen, thankfully avoiding the responsibility of having to fly. Just the thought alone made her heart sink.

With a happy attitude she started their meal. A drizzle of oil into a pan, left to heat up for a moment or two. After that, the bacon was laid in and the eggs were set aside. They could wait. She quickly regretted only standing in front of the stove with only her underwear on, and was forced to find an apron as the oil popped and hit her with piping hot drops. With a few "Ow's" and "Oof's" she managed to find the apron and quickly donned it. It definitely helped a great deal.

With everything set and only needing to sizzle now, she poured two glasses of orange juice and made her way to the cockpit. Once there she set herself down in Alana's lap. "So where are we going?" she asked with a smile, taking a sip from her own glass.

@Algarus