Ask Verona, My Sweet Verona

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai was smiling as he sat next to Azar, in the sitting compartment of a luxury star yacht, first class with Azar that would take them to Verona. A location he had never seen but heard about, a world of such beauty and architecture and run by nobles. A place Azar would love which also had potential. Especially with two Houses at odds with each other. And yet he was not here on business, this was a much needed break for both.

He hadn't seen Azar for weeks, since before Zeltron and the limericks incident, tricked by Vossari. He still intended to get him for that. He hadn't given Azar much choice insisting he needed a rest and taking him for a break and was surprised when he agreed to come. He missed him and his difficult ways. The diva and the king both. The Sith'ari, Azar that he loved even if for now that was not returned. At least not how he may have wanted. Yet he was grateful there was still affection, that he could still be a dark guardian.

There in all the ways he thought mattered.

Truth be told he wasn't certain Azar would recognise the man before him in comparison to the one he had known before. He had grown so much into his own, with being a shadow CEO to a mining company, and his other ventures aiding the Order, making foothold into areas weak and ripe for the taking. Slowly accomplishing at least two of his ambitions. To fund himself and his paramilitary. Although it was taking longer than expected, he knew patience was the key. Not to mention the large dragon krayt pearl providing a unexpected windfall of credits, he was doing rather well for himself despite initial troubles.

Trodai looked out to the surface as they approached, beckoning Azar to take a look with him "Would you look at that. Never thought I would see such beauty, within the outer rim. I am glad I finally managed to pry you away from Korriban and we both got a break together. I missed you, you know. I have so much to say, and to show you. They say there is something called a fun fair on this week. I thought we might take a look while we visit see what it is."

He said, smiling. Happy to be in this moment, no distractions but to be themselves again. To see each other as only they knew each other.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

In truth, Azar had first stopped over at Thule when he first returned from Korriban. He had an eventful night facing off against a notorious Mandalorian, but fortunately that was behind him. Azar knew all about the Zeltros fiasco and Vossari’s flawless execution of dispersing Azar’s potions to a massive crowd of people. Of course, Vossari forgot to bring the antidote which only made things spiral out of control. When Trodai asked to take him out, Azar initially complained about all the work he had to do, but finally caved and agreed to come.

He felt like an entirely different man these days than when he first arrived back in the Sith Order. Azar dressed in flowy, rich clothing that showed off his chest. It fit in line with the high society fashion on the planet and he was all too thrilled to participate. His wrists sported multiple bracelets, a wedding band on his finger, along with several piercings in his ears and one in his nose. His eyes were lined with black kohl, a habit he resumed back on Korriban but kept even outside of it. As always, he smelled of exquisite, perfumed oils.

Azar was pulled from his thoughts when Trodai spoke. He turned to regard the man with a smile, “I missed you too, Trodai,” He said as he reached over to grasp his hand to give it a squeeze, “And you always have much to say,” He added with a smirk and a wink before leaning in to kiss him on the cheek.

“Pretend to be Zeltron,” Azar reminded Trodai, “Best if the galaxy remains oblivious about our existence,” He said, watching the sights. He knew about fairs on Korriban, but he hadn’t been to one in the outer galaxy yet.

“Thank you for dragging me out here,” He said after a moment of silence, “I’ve been letting work consume me.”

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai was enjoying the sights and sounds, and Aza r dressed as immaculately as always. The look of true royalty, and one he enjoyed indulging in. Feeding the habit, for he was also a man of the finer tastes despite his early upbringing. He mused over the fact Azar had originally complained about coming, stating he had too much work to do but then had been countered by the fact that Trodai had also been just as busy. So mutually agreed a break was needed.

He had heard about Thule, it angered him that the Mandalorians would be so brazen, yet he did admire the gall to do so. A modicum of respect afforded but it still enraged him that the one called Kotii had tried to harm Azar. Luckily he had failed and died because of it. If he had lived and Azar died he would have never stopped hunting for the perpetrator. And he would have perverted the very laws of nature to bring him back. He wished he could inflict harm upon the one responsible for trying but it was not possible. So instead he would have his own manner of vengeance. Since he could not have the man himself he would find a way to strike at his clan and wipe out his bloodline for trying to take away the one he loved. He would take everything from him...wipe out his legacy even if his life was already taken. The sins of the father would be visited upon his kin. He would make a point.

He did not forgive or forget his enemies. But that was plans for the future, for now he enjoyed himself.

Trodai smiled as Azar leaned in to kiss his cheek, he missed that tender touch too. And he was glad he was unmarked from his encounter. He chuckled at the comment, it was true but that's what he found Azar liked about him. What he first thought to be useless rambling soon became such stories and tales of legend. Some of which had proven far more real than they realised. It made Trodai more cautious of myths and legends.

Especially when some had truth to it.

"True, but you seem to like it. More so than some people." he smirked back joking as he listened "Works for me, I liked it when we were just us before. No obligations, no regrets. Just as we are. Zeltron it is. I guess you heard about that incident on their homeworld. I saw that night I'm not the only one who is a prankster...I respect how he did it. I'll get Vossari for it though, mark my words." he joked with some conviction and he was certain Azar knew he would do it too. As Azar told how he had been letting work consume him Trodai spoke gently and calm.

"It is nothing really, I made a promise to take you on a break one day. I keep my promises, as you know. Besides as I told you before we left, I have been fairly busy myself. I have begun making headway on those ambitions you stoked, on my paramilitary and acquiring my own wealth. Your looking at the shadow CEO to a Gorse Mining Corporation. Part of my compensation along with shares for efforts in assisting with gaining a foothold there." he winked "I have also been busy building in-roads to Aargu, the bank is a subsidiary to the IBC, as such I saw a infiltration point we could use. And another a way to gain a foothold into the Senex-Juvex sector through the noble houses. I been taking to my affinity well you could say, and done some growing." he chuckled, referring to his blood gift.

A gift from Adas.

"But enough about that, business. I brought you to relax and I intend see to it. You and me, no worries. Like that night under the stars. Where anything was ours for the taking." he smirked, teasing. "To be honest I'm not sure what to expect. From what I am told, these fun fairs as they call them are quite different from back home. But I am glad we both get to experience it together the first time. They say also here that the plants have few to equal in beauty. Much like yourself." He teased before they finally arrived.

He could already see the transportation network impressive as it was. Known for being comprised of high-speed maglev trains and swift sub-orbital shuttles, facilitating seamless travel across the terrain and beyond. Something he was certain Azar would love, he wasn't the most patient he had found. The quicker the better. He hoped they had enough crew for all the luggage otherwise they were in for a awakening.

Luckily he had hologramed ahead to prepare the high class hotel about it and arranged for additional limousine style airspeeders, luxury in design and stretched to take the luggage and one for them. Paying the extra for it all. It was first class all the way. Looking from the limousine, Trodai observed the allowing Azar a chance to do the same even as he kept hold of his hand. He didn't want to let go just yet, he wished to feel again what he had missed.

Soon enough and they arrived at the first class deluxe hotel 'Aurelia' which he understood to mean golden in the native language if the guide book was correct. He thought Azar would appreciate the sentiment in his thinking. For he was a crimson, golden to g according to Trodai who was wearing a flowing, yet form fitting and practical rich set of clothing. Perfect for being more social yet enough he could act if he had to fight. And he looked like the nobility he was, unafraid to show it. Much like Azar.

His confidence had doubled since last they saw each other and he had taken to his roles well. As CEO, Prince and Sith Warlord. Combining each where appropriate. He led Azar into the lobby for them to check in, having booked two rooms as he knew Azar slept separately as was one of his rules. With a additional three rooms of luggage even after the cupboards were filled and a butler and maid service on 24 hour call out.

He had booked them under being important dignitaries, nobles related to Zeltron royalty. Affording them every privilege.

Inside the lobby was a grand fountain with several seats around it and the stairs. With several public elevators, several more for luggage and a private penthouse suite with its own separate one for the high paying clientele. Of which Azar and Trodai were and so got to use it taking them to their separate suites on the same floor after they were booked in. Azar deluxe penthouse bedroom had all he could desire.

Once Azar was unpacked, Trodai waited before he would take him out for a high class meal. He smiled as he waited and spoke as he saw him "I hope you like everything so far, I spared no expense, especially for you." he said.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar marveled at the penthouse, and he smiled fondly when he realized Trodai booked several extra rooms for his luggage. Shockingly, Azar packed light this time and only needed one extra room in addition to the penthouse. He couldn’t deny it - Trodai knew exactly how to spoil him to bits. He had seen some of it on Ur, but all of this reminded him all over again. Azar unpacked some of his things, leaving the rest of it for now.

He smiled at Trodai when he spoke, taking a moment to admire the man in his formal clothing. Azar stepped towards him, sliding his hands along the lapels of Trodai’s clothing, “This is all perfect,” He said as he gazed up at the other man, “You always manage to make me feel so cherished,” Azar said as he tugged Trodai down to briefly kiss him. He was never tall enough to kiss any of his lovers without getting on his tiptoes or tugging them down.

“Though I may find you more handsome with the grime of battle on you,” Azar teased playfully, recalling the intense moments on the battlefield during the campaign for Murzana. Trodai cut an imposing figure in his armor and in the throes of battle.

“Where are we going first?” Azar asked cheerfully, letting Trodai lead him out.

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai was excited but also a little nervous, it had been a while and so much had changed. He wasn't sure what to expect, however he found relieve when it appeared not too much had changed in some respects. He still seemed at least on the surface to be the same man he fell for, even despite his recent battle. For that he was grateful and he hadn't been touched once.

Regardless he had a vendetta to settle as a result. The name Solus would soon know true suffering, he would humiliate them.

As he was tugged down, Trodai himself to live in the moment, helping lift Azar a little so he could reach him and pulling him close to kiss, savouring that taste and smell. One he loved. As Azar spoke, he smiled back "I am glad you approve. A King and God should be cherished, just as you the man I came to love should be. Just because you and I are who we are." he quickly looked about ensuring no-one was listening "Just because we are Sith, does not mean you should not be cherished. And I cherish you above all others."

He practically laughed at the comment about being covered in the blood of enemies "Then perhaps next time I should come covered in the blood of enemies." he joked "I believe the feeling is mutual, I have never seen anything like what you did then. To turn such a beast. It is unknown, unprecedented in recent times. I know I have my own knack for the beasts but you...you humble me. Perhaps I should find a dragon for you, you have a affinity. And a king deserves a kingly mount." he teased before he got somewhat serious "I heard about Thule, and am glad you are ok. I would have come had I known. This Kotii Solus...should think himself lucky he fell as he did. To strike at you...unforgivable."

He paused before smiling after, changing on a dime "That said we have alot of time to make up" he teased, smiling "Our first stop is a baker, apparently they do a unusual yet thrilling sweet treat to die for. And I know you have a bit of a sweet tooth, in fact you gave me quite the sweet tooth myself." he joked "Shall we?"

He said offering a arm to link too.

Back outside and inside the limousine, Trodai considered the day. What else they may do and above all to seek out a particular flower. One he had heard would appeal to Azar. He just had to find it before the week was up. Or else never get another chance in his lifetime. As they moved to the bakery, Trodai enquired "I forgot to ask, you like my new look? I figured with my knack for being near fire, hair wasn't my safest option." he laughed. Soon enough and they arrived, a grand entrance awaited in the aptly named 'The Sweeter World'.

Inside was a large bakery section followed by Ross and rows of all manner of baked treats. Further down and on another floor wears a large chocolate section, with treats made on site. It was a sweet tooth lovers dream. Trodai led Azar inside, in awe of it all. He didn't know where to begin so would leave it to Azar expert eye to find something suitability tasty they might like. He simply smiled and led him around when he got a prompt.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

A dragon. Azar hadn’t thought about it, but it sounded magnificent. Despite the ill fated Krayt dragon charge Trodai made on the battlefield, the thought of riding on a flying dragon sounded intriguing. And fit for a King like Trodai said. His mind briefly drifted away into those fantasies before Trodai spoke again. Azar gave a soft giggle at his rage at the Mandalorian.

“He didn’t get a chance to do anything to me,” Azar said, “In fact, I don’t think he even knew I was there,” He said with a smirk, “I have my own ways of destroying enemies as you know.”

They walked out together and Azar was in a great mood. He didn’t realize just how badly he craved a break from warfare and battles. Even the paperwork and mundane practice of running a kingdom grew tiresome eventually. He needed his outlets every now and then.

Azar practically squealed in delight at the bakery and confectionery, “Look at all the chocolate!” He gasped, walking around to pick different samples and trying multiple different treats. He also got a cup of hot chocolate because apparently there was no such thing as too much chocolate.

“Do you know my students at the academy call my class The Bakery?” Azar said between sips, “Never understood why…”

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai was glad to hear the Mandalorian never even so much as touched Azar. Although he knew Azar was right...just as he had his methods, so did Azar. Unorthodox methods though they were, he recalled he hadn't ever seen him with a lightsaber. But it worked, much like a guerrilla fighter who specialized in unorthodox tactics. In many ways Azar reminded him of such a warrior. Of himself I that respect, for he often employed unconventional tactics occasionally.

He spoke "I am glad, and I am aware. You know in another life you might have made a great guerrilla fighter, a warrior who uses such...unorthodox yet effective tactics." he mused "You never seize to amaze, another reason to love you." He chuckled offering a cheeky kiss if he wished. He laughed as Azar gasped when they arrived at the bakery and chocolate shop before letting Azar run wild. Every chocolate for the taking.

As he searched, Trodai kept a close watch like a dark guardian. He chuckled at the suggestion by the Acolytes. "The Bakery!? Do they think your going to stuff young Acolytes into a oven and start baking, like a witch from a fairy tale. I'm sure you know the one." he laughed and joked.

He got up after ten minutes when he spotted something he thought Azar might like, a box of chocolates marked as 'Turkish ' which he was familiar with. Paying for it he proceeded to approach Azar, smiling gingerly, if he opened it would find a dozen dark chocolate covered turkish delight treats. "For you Azar. For royalty deserves royal treats. They call them Turkish Delight. Although they have no turkey in them but are delightful. That reminds me. you know me...I have something for you, a gift."

Going down a pocket pulled out a small wooden box containing several items. The first a ornate dragon ring, alongside it was a hand crafted gold dragon earrings and finally a silver dragon bangle with inlaid diamonds. It appeared there was a theme here. "Here you go. Another treat. I saw you become something more with that leviathan and the speech. You became a dragon god, it's only fitting a dragon should wear something appropriate. Enjoy my Dragon and continue to breath such fire." he said smiling as he looked into Azar eyes. He had missed those gold ambers, that fire. One he would burn worlds for.

"Ok. Time for our next stop if your done here?" Trodai queried as he spoke "I have something of a surprise after the fun fair which is our next stop. Something...truly special. I can't wait to show you." he said as he waited, ready to show Azar a good time. One they could both enjoy and see where it led or what may happen. For now he would enjoy the company of one he loved, to see him unburdened and free. No mask.

Here they could be themselves and anything they wanted. Trodai intended not to waste what time he had, every day he had something in store. He would indulge Azar every desire and treat him just as he had at Ur. He would be treated in all the ways he enjoyed. As a God-King. As the man loved above all others by him. But above all he would be treated as Azar.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar giggled at the fairytale. He had heard of it of course, "I hope not, because that would imply my acolytes push me into the oven."

Azar gasped at the gifts, genuinely impressed. He took a moment to put it all on right there, finding they meshed well with his attire, “What do you think?” He asked Trodai with a smile. As he explained he had more surprises and a whole day planned, Azar grasped Trodai by the wrist to tug him back towards himself, turning the other man to face him.

“Trodai,” He said, “I love all this, but we had Ur for you to plan everything to court me and shower me with gifts. You don’t need to do all that here,” Azar said with a smile, “I don’t always want to be the God King or Sith’ari with you. I just wish to be Azar. Simply Azar. And simply Azar wants to know what Trodai wants to do, what he finds fun, how he would relax,” He explained.

“So let’s just go have fun at this fair and not care so much about carefully arranging everything,” Azar said, grasping Trodai’s hand before they started walking, “Let’s go do what you want.”

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai giggled at the reply, it was true. It didn't end well for the witch...hut he had no doubt some acolytes tried shoving Azar into a oven he would end up putting them in instead somehow or worse. "Indeed, although I have no doubt if that were the case they would be the ones in that oven." he chuckled.

He observed as Azar tried the gifts, happy that he approved although was caught off-guard somewhat when he was grabbed by the wrist and tugged towards him, face to face. Trodai listened carefully, taking consideration of the words. He understood. Perhaps he had been too rigid, relying on old habits. The soldier and the warrior in him always trying to be efficient and plan ahead. Knowing the variables. Azar worded what he knew and needed to hear. And so he smiled back as he spoke, nodded with understanding and approval.

"I understand, old habit I guess. As a soldier and a warrior my life has always been somewhat rigid and controlled. Planned. Efficiency, planning ahead, being organised...it's what kept me alive up to now. It had always been like this until I met you. You were...unexpected. Unplanned and it has thrown me. In a good way."

He sighed "You are right of course. I have been an idiot a bit, a bit too organised haven't I? I guess I am still adapting. If Simply Azar wants to know Simply Trodai then he shall." he said making a funny hand gesture of throwing away his entire itinerary "Right no more planning this week. We improvise from here." he said smiling as Azar grasped his hand and they began walking "Let me show you me, all of me. No masks."

And with that and no plan for a few moments, Trodai was actually stumped initially. He had always been so organised, even if at times he had to improvise. But now he was just going where fate might take him he actually felt excited at the prospect. As he was allowed to simply be himself with Azar. The real him.

THEME

He smiled as they arrived, and his eyes widened with joy and awe. Even with the creepy background music from a distant merry go round. It was like nothing he had ever seen. Not on Korriban. He saw the fun fair up ahead, the lights bright and multi-coloured.

He nudged Azar to take a look "Magnificent" he said. "I have never seen anything like this, reminds me Nar Shaddaa a bit." He laughed and joked. Paying the entrance fee, they went in. Taking Azar by the hand and allowing him to wrap around his back if he wanted to, he walked, keeping him close just in case he got spooked by anything. And pointed at anything what seemed interesting.

Feeling now more relaxed and free, improvising, Trodai had a big smile, his eyes red but vibrant as they looked at Azar and the sights and he listened to the sounds. And felt everything. In the Force he felt fear, shock, happiness, love, passion and all other emotions all around, it was a intoxicating aroma almost.

The Massassi finally stopped at a sight he found interesting. A place they called a 'Hall Of Mirrors. He wondered if it meant that literally or if they could access and speak to ancestors through them. Intrigued he motioned to Azar and spoke "This looks fun. Let's see what this Hall of Mirrors is all about." Entering they found several mirrors that altered their perceptions. With some elongating them, making Trodai seem even more a giant somehow yet skinny, peering off the top of a mirror, while Azar would seem as tall as Trodai himself, making him laugh at the absurdity of it all.

"Looks like you finally caught me up." he joked before approaching another mirror which made Trodai look fat with a big head. He looked at it with a curious scowl. He hoped to never get obese like that. It continued for some time with many mirrors more, each more amusing than the last until they came out "Well that was interesting. I liked it, certainly gives perspective. What about you?" he enquired, smiling as he walked with Azar to the next location. Bumper cars that looked like airspeeders attached to the ground.

He gave a smile "Fancy a go? Show these young ones how it's done." he said with a smirk, knowing this would be fun. Getting the chance to knock about a few people. Especially as he spotted one that by some miracle one would fit them both. A unruly teenager decided to stick his tongue out at them. Trodai took it as a challenge, he would be a bumper victim. One of many. Staring he gave the teenager a I'm watching you gesture, chuckling a little.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar found the hall of mirrors highly offensive, “I do not have fat folds like that!” He gasped, Trodai having to talk him down from cracking the mirror. After a moment, he finally understood how it all worked and relaxed. Azar looked at the reflection where he appeared much taller, checking himself out, “Hmm I don’t think you’d like me as much if I were taller and bigger than you,” Azar teased, “Think you enjoy carrying me around,” He said with a grin.

He blinked at the bumper cars next, watching people zoom around and slam into each other, “What savagery!” He declared, almost suggesting going somewhere else. However, he remembered he asked specifically for what Trodai wanted to do, so he would humor it all. Azar swept up the trails of his fancy clothing, seating himself in the bumperspeeder that smelled rather funky.

“How often do they wash these?” Azar asked, grimacing as he used a napkin to aggressively wipe everything off before touching anything. He had no idea how to operate any of this, so he looked to Trodai, “Well, now what?” He barely got out before the bell rang for the bumping to begin.

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai gasped in momentary shock with a perplexed look on his face when he saw Azar did not seem to like this hall of mirrors. At least at first before he realised the illusion. As he talked him down, he spoke "I know, it's a trick! Your perfect and normal! It appears to alter perception. Calm down!" After finally calming Azar from breaking the mirror and he realising how it worked, Trodai was able to breathe a sigh of relieve. He made a mental note to avoid such a place with Azar in future. He clearly wasn't a fan.

He chuckled as Azar teased him about enjoying carrying him around. He wasn't wrong, he did enjoy it and being so close. "Sorry if this place offended you. I had no idea what it entailed until now. It's true though, your just right the way you are and I do like to carry you. You fit just right. Difficult as you can be at times. It's those quirks that make me love you more." he teased back.

As they approached the bumper cars and Azar declared how savage they were, he tried to hold a chuckle. "I thought you liked seeing fights" he joked. It was true, it was savage but that was half the fun he imagined. At least from what he had heard. It would be another new experience for both although he could see the look on Azar face, he didn't seem to like it much so far.

He could understand why. It was not for everyone, for a warrior though it was akin to riding a mount to battle. At least he hoped so. He hoped it would provide a similar thrill. Seeing Azar grimace, he too wiped the seats and additionally decided to place his jacket so Azar never had to touch the seat itself even despite the cleaning. Just to be sure.

Strapping in, and assisting Azar, he looked at the guy who ran it. A blue nautalon and enquired before the bell rang "Excuse me, What do we do?" He got a look, as if to say he had been asked too many times over the years and was bored of the job. "Just press the pedal with your foot and chase n' bump in one direction." he sighed, heading into the booth.

And so he smirked as he spoke to Azar "He says we push the foot pedal and just chase them, aim is bump them out the way. Sounds simple enough, you can hold onto me if you want. It's my first time too, but you know me. I learn quick." he reassured and teased him. "I'll try keep us steady and try not bump you too much." he boldly said "But suggest probably holding tight just in case. I don't mind." he said, smiling as the bell rung.

Moving forwards, he pushed down the pedal heading around and spying a victim.

The teenager. Now he would pay, and so the chase began, weaving between two as they crashed into each other, Trodai utilizing the Force subtly to assist. he laughed at the chaos, Azar finding how he viewed it as a kind of battlefield. That what he had said before was true of him. He found joy in combat. No matter it's form and he hoped to some extent Azar was enjoying it too. Another tried and tapped the edge of their bumper sending into a momentary spin, Trodai was quick to correct it, and chase the offender.

Little did they know, he had his ways of catching them. He weaved around, utilising the Force again as he bumped them into the barrier, flashing a 'got you' look as he and Azar passed by, with Trodai smiling. After a few bumps here or there more and knocking more than a few themselves using various methods, adapting quickly. Trodai got the hang of it. Chasing the teenager he telekinetically yanked his steering wheel making a easy target as he side swiped spinning it. The bell rang shortly after to end it.

Trodai carefully assisted Azar out the car and picked up his jacket, slinging it over his shoulder casually.

He wasn't sure how much Azar enjoyed it, but he was happy to be with him regardless. Having fun, and simply being themselves. Despite their ideas of fun perhaps in some respects differing. Across the way he saw something he had wanted to try, and wondered if Azar did too. A traditional ice cream stand selling different flavours of the sweet cold treat. Or so he saw. A short break to see to their sweet tooth.

He walked Azar over, pointing it out "I always wanted to try one of those. Ice cream think I was told it is...not quite sure what it is though only that was told it's a cold sweet treat. Do you want one? Could see what it's like together before our next fun thing. Although I am not so sure you found the first two as fun as I did, don't worry I'll try choose something bit more relaxing next." he said, looking towards the ferris wheel in the short distance. He wasn't sure what it was but it looked interesting.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar grinned at Trodai’s explanation of the bumper speeders as if needing an excuse to hold onto the other man. He snaked his arm through Trodai’s, looking around at the other speeders. Before he knew it, they were zooming all over the floor and he held onto Trodai with a vice grip. He squeezed his eyes shut, jumping every time another speeder bumped into theirs. He had to actively stop himself from sending the other speeders spiraling out of control, reminding himself this was supposed to be for fun. Eventually, he began to enjoy it, giggling and laughing as they zoomed around bumping into others.

“GET HIM!” Azar yelled out before bursting into laughter as they bumped aside yet another errant ‘enemy’. By the time they were done, the pureblood was all smiles, tucking his hair neatly back into place along with his clothing.

“That was…fun,” Azar said to Trodai, still coming down from the rush he hadn’t experienced before. He spotted the ice cream stand and was immediately reminded of the last time he spotted one and almost tried it. He was interrupted by a pickpocket back then. His smile faded briefly as his thoughts turned to the subsequent events and Trael.

Azar recovered quickly enough, grabbing a cone and staring at the ice cream. He took a bite entirely too big and gasped, “What?! My head…why does my head hurt?” He asked, wincing as he experienced his first brain freeze.

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai had a wide smile on his lip as Azar eventually got into it and starting actively encouraging him to bump as many as he could. He didn't need an excuse but to hear him say it was all the more thrilling and made it more fun. Hearing Azar yell at him was all he needed as he headed towards his victim. And so he locked onto target, whizzing around until he managed to ram the young female into the edge of the barrier allowing them both to see the result after. He was a equal opportunities attacker. None were spared, not even the kids with their parents.

As it ended and they got out, Trodai carefully helped Azar out the seat, after getting his jacket.

"You seemed to enjoy that in the end almost as much as me." he said with a smile, joking about "It was different I will say that, reminds of of podracing or something. Might have to try another time. What a rush." Next they approached the ice cream stand, Trodai looked at the selection opting for chocolate for his own and after inquiry and what he had seen earlier got Azar the same. Experiencing bran freeze himself. He stood in momentary shock at first, squinting his eyes shut as he took in the end experience. It tasted fantastic despite that weird feeling.

"I don't know! But it tastes fantastic!" he said between bites and his head freezing a few moments "Must be where it's so cold and we took a large bite." Once they got over the feeling , Trodai spotted a child looking at the ice cream stall with a sad look, feelings somewhat sympathetic in his current mood he decided to cheer the child up. And so got her one since it seemed she had dropped hers moments after getting one. A small act that brought a smile as he ran to her parents who nodded in thanks.

"Did you like it?" Trodai inquired of Azar, as he walked , linking one arm. After finishing the ice creams, Trodai took him to the big wheel upon seeing how it would offer some great views and would be relaxing and fun for them both. Something a bit less intense at least for the moment. He knew Azar might appreciate it as much as him.

Waiting in the queue line, he smiled at Azar, holding him close and looked into his eyes. How he had missed him, and moments like this where all else simply faded away and they remained. Where life was more simple and not complicated. So far he was enjoying himself and having fun as the real him let loose. Unchained by planning. He hoped Azar was equally having fun despite his choices of attraction.

Opening the big wheel cage he wiped all the seats down to ensure Azar didn't sit on anything grimey if any. Once he was certain he opened the door properly and helped his lover inside. When the door was shut, Trodai took a seat to the right, allowing Azar next to him and get close if he wanted, either to look at the spectacular views offered by the city as they ascended or just be in his arms.

Perhaps even both.

When it arrived at the top, it stopped for a while. Allowing them to just observe the views together and hold each other. Trodai spoke "Look at those views, spectacular. Simply amazing. And I thought the views at Ur were good. These come pretty close...and yet I would rather not be anywhere else but here with you in this moment." he said smiling, looking into the amber eyes of fire, of his dragon. His god. His lover. To simply be Trodai with Azar.

Now they were alone up here, he decided it was a perfect moment of affection. For he found it very romantic up in the air as they were alone. With the views and only them. He spoke as he sat closer, smiling "What do you think of the view? Is it fun as expected? I have enjoyed myself so far, you were right to be spontaneous. I have missed you so much, and such moments as this. I wish this moment would last. I recall something I was told before."

He continued "There is a belief about multiple lifetimes and resurrection. Not sure about the truth of that but but if that is true...I would search for you through 1,000 worlds and 10,000 lifetimes until I found you. You Azar. God king or not I love you...perhaps I always will. For you. For simply Azar. I would give it all for you."

He leaned in for a kiss, hopefully reciprocated. It was a shame nothing more could happen for he was on fire just being with the man.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

It took Azar a moment to recover and curb his rage. He finally relaxed and took smaller bites, finding the taste incredible, “How have I never tried this before?!” Azar exclaimed, getting another helping. He didn’t miss how Trodai cheered up the random little girl. He watched the exchange in silence, nibbling at his ice cream, “You would make a wonderful father one day,” Azar remarked with a smile, watching the girl cheerfully skip away.

Azar stared at the giant wheel, a bit of anxiety building in his chest. That thing was going up high and the structure looked questionable. However, he trusted himself in leaping out of danger if the entire thing came collapsing down. Azar held hands with Trodai, allowing the man to lead him to the line as they waited.

He smiled as Trodai cleaned off the seats, the small gesture kind and thoughtful. He slipped in next to Trodai, looking over the sides. Azar gripped onto Trodai as they rose up, unsure how he felt about the sensation of anti gravity. He saw a few roller coasters in the distance and couldn’t comprehend why anyone could find that fun.

To his surprise, the wheel wasn’t as terrifying as it looked, and he eventually relaxed. As they arrived at the top, Azar scanned over the entire fair, taking in the lights and activities all around. Azar excitedly looked around, pointing out different things he saw and crowds below.

“This is wonderful,” He said with a genuinely happy smile, turning to face him when he spoke. Azar’s expression turned from a smile to one of awe at those words. He could only stare at Trodai, knowing the man meant every word. Was Azar worth that kind of love and devotion? He sat in stunned silence for a moment, emotions threatening to spill over. He quickly reached up and rubbed his eyes as if something errant had bothered them.

“Trodai..” He could only whisper, “I pray for a reincarnation of us where I am yours. And only yours,” He said with a sad smile, “But for now I will do everything I can to earn the love I have from you,” Azar added before leaning in to return the kiss. It was a tender moment, laced with emotion. He briefly forgot about the fair or the wars, finding himself lost in Trodai and melting against him.

It wasn’t long before the ferris wheel started to move again and it still took Azar a while before he drew back from the kiss, leaning his head in to rest against Trodai’s shoulder as they descended down.

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai observed and felt as Azar rage briefly flared as a result of brain freeze, before subsiding just as quickly. As they both enjoyed the ice creams. He listened as Azar remarked about the fact he would perhaps make a good father one day. Trodai thought upon it and wasn't so sure, for he had done many questionable things. things most would wince at. Was he truly worthy of bringing another life into his life? Of raising a child of his own? And would he ever live long enough to see that day. He doubted it, such was the way of the warrior. Such was the life of a Sith.

Such was his life.

He replied with a sigh "You think so? I never really considered it. And am not so certain, though I appreciate the sentiment. I have done things some would find...questionable. And a warriors life is a short one, I don't think it is within my fate." he said, knowing it was likely true.

Trodai looked to take in all the sights and sounds on the big wheel. Enjoying himself with Azar as he pointed things out and facing to see what it was, likewise pointing things of interest out. Some of which he decided to visit when they were on the ground. As Azar whispered, Trodai gazed upon him, and he could only melt as Azar spoke of how he prayed for a reincarnation where he was his alone. He noted the smile and smiled back at tender words.

His heart thumped at the words, and he ached. To hear how Azar thought that much of him. He gazed and continued to smile as Azar said he would do everything he could to earn his love. What little he knew.

"Oh, Azar..." He whispered back just after he spoke the words "For one of such strength and passion, you do say some silly things sometimes. Do you really hold yourself with so little regard? So little worth? Do you think I would be here if this were not the case?" he chuckled a little, shaking his head before staring back, his red eyes a newer feature, blazing and meeting the yellow of Azar "You don't need to, you already have earnt it. You did ever since the first time I saw the real you and you showed me what I could be. And ever since that market in Ur and then that hot spring when it was just you and me. And as we are now, when our eyes met. As I saw your fire and you saw mine. You took my breath away and continue to do so."

As they kissed he too forgot all else save them. A moment where he savoured every moment and the taste of his lover, in a kind of ecstasy few ever knew. And as they descended with Azar leaning on his arm, he smiled and whispered "If not for this crowd I would shown you how much you have earnt it. Perhaps later." he teased " For now let us see what fun awaits us next."

When it finally came to a stop, Trodai helped Azar out of the seat. Picking up the jacket, he put it on a shoulder as before and linking arms walked with Azar, inspecting things along the way. Looking about Trodai noted a human with ginger hair shouting at passer-by to try some type of game. A ring toss game for a prize. Seeing how easy it was Trodai approached, and after the rules were explained had a go.

"3 in a row for a prize. The aim of the game is to toss a ring and have it land over the mouth and neck of one of the bottles. Add up your points together from each round. Each pin has a different score written at the base of the pin for you. The middle pin with the red tip has the highest score of 25. Sound simple enough? Do you fancy your chances?" the employee said.

Grinning, Trodai turned to face Azar "Let's see if I can get anything. Looks fun and easy enough." Paying and grabbing the three rings and threw at first misjudging, until he saw the trick. "Bad luck! Better luck next time!" the employee said, knowing full well it was a rigged game. Trodai caught on after his own attempt and seeing several others try. Not amused by it, he decided to try again and this time turn it to his favour via a subtle use of the Force.

Paying again he employee smirked a sinister grin "Come for another round have we? Here you go! Good luck! You'll need it!" Trodai only smirked back as he looked to Azar with a knowing, cheeky grin as is to meet him know what he was up too. Trying again his time he was successful, as he coiled the Force around each ring and subtly guided them to land on the correct bottles.

Leaving the employee jaw to drop wide open in momentary shock. Grumbling under his breath. He begrudgingly was forced to reach for the first prize. A giant fluffy teddy bear. As the prize was handed over, Trodai smiled "A prize for you Azar. It suits you more." he joked, although he would carry it as he had no doubt, Azar would not. It was just his way. Difficult as he was, but he would not have him any different.

Holding it under one arm, he held Azar with the other if he desired as they walked further. He stopped to observe some kind of show with a human breathing fire with some tube. And try juggling at the same time, which he found impressive. Although Trodai knew they could probably do it with a Pyromancy application. Heading away he found something very to his liking.

A karaoke machine. And so was quick to walk Azar over, to indulge in another of his passions. And have fun.

"I do love a good karaoke and sing when presented a chance. At least this time you can hear me properly." He said and hoped as he inserted the correct change, placing the large bear on a dry, raised spot next to him with enough room for Azar to see and listen if he wished.

He picked the microphone up and picked a catchy song. Facing Azar, he let him know it was dedicated to him. His voice matching in sync as he danced about Azar looking into his eyes. To let him know exactly how special he thought he was. How much he loved him.

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar caught onto the rigged game and was contemplating discreet ways to make the employee meet with a freak accident. However, Trodai had other ideas, instead using the Force to allow him to win. Once the giant teddybear was 'won', Azar practically squealed in delight, hugging the oversized stuffed animal to himself, “I love it!” He said happily, overjoyed at the prize. As Trodai expected, however, Azar was tired of holding it within 10 seconds and promptly handed it over to the other man to carry.

He was surprised when Trodai spotted a karaoke machine, leading them to their own room to enjoy. Azar took a seat with his oversized teddy, eager for Trodai to perform. He was too busy with his own performance on Nar Shaddaa to enjoy the man’s singing back then. His mind drifted back to that day that felt like ages ago now. Did Trodai even know he liked men before that day?

He smiled as Trodai performed, marveling at his voice. The lyrics made him flush slightly, and he hugged the stuffed animal, cheering for the man as he sang. By the time he was done, he clapped eagerly in support of the wonderful performance.

“Where did you learn to sing?” Azar asked curiously. He wondered if it was a hobby that was allowed back in the Adas courts.

Unlike Trodai, Azar did not bother to grab the mic, knowing he was a much better dancer than a singer.

“We should find a place to eat,” He declared suddenly, “But nothing fancy!”

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai smiled with joy as Azar stated he loved the prize, although he was tempted to teach a further lesson but thought against it in current company. Besides he got what he wanted and humiliated the man which was enough. Instead he stated simply "I am glad. Something to remember this trip by, and perhaps offer comfort when there is none." He said calmly, gently. Although he had not expected to come across it he found it a nice gesture. Thoughtful even if unexpected.

Carrying the large bear was no easy task, but he set to it with the same determination as any mission.

As he sung, he smiled moving about Azar, showing his skill for dancing as well as song. He noted the flush, and attempted to hide a giggle, and offered a bow when complete. When asked the question he pondered a moment, opting to sit next to Azar and in front of the fluffy toy as he spoke solemnly "At the Adas Courts, at least in part. I was considered something of a attraction you could say before I got shipped off for my Akoge. Father and Mother practically insisted I learnt as part of my duties. In case of royal visits. Although I stopped for a while, but lent back upon it when I lost my first love. A coping mechanism of a sort."

He sighed thinking about it "I just never stopped really afterwards after finding I had a knack for it. I found it relaxing." He thought upon another related subject "You could say it spoke to my...differences even then. I was always a bit of a mischief. Difficult some might say." he smirked "I always knew myself as unique, I never expected by how much or where it would lead. Or to who." He smiled, looking into his eyes. "I am glad I found you though. An attachment, I am willing to live with...and will never let go, no matter the consequences."

Pulled out of the moment, Trodai stood up, after helping Azar and grabbed the bear in the other arm. He spoke when food was mentioned, with Azar wanting something not fancy. "Well if that's what you want, so be it." he smiled, happy to assist. He was certain he could provide it. Heading out, linked in each other's arms he led Azar. Looking around for anything that looked particularly tasty.

He came across something that looked advertising and walked over, placing the bear on a stall of its own as they entered. It looked to be selling some kind of chicken on a spit alongside a darker meat, advertised as 'Mantorr' and the alongside as 'Bantha'. It appeared they had multiple choice and with fries or not and a drink.

Rather cheap too but bit greasy. Yet Azar had said nothing fancy so it fit the bill.

It smelt delicious and seeing the option of separate or mixed, small, medium or a large. Trodai turned to Azar speaking "This looks suitably less fancy. Take a look and see what you want. It's greasy though be warned." he smiled "I'm going for a large mixed kebab, fries and drink. Need a lot of meat to build these proteins and calories." he joked, teasing about his muscular features among other things as he made a quick flex jokingly simultaneously. He grabbed several wipes ready for both of them from those available on the counter, along with some knives and forks.

He knew Azar might struggle so would be ready if he was needed. Just as he had done when they first crossed eyes properly. When they had got to know each other on Nar Shaddaa. Where everything changed. Even with his own meal he would be the ever vigilant dark guardian and watch over him. And save him any embarrassment he might suffer.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

Azar opted for smaller bites, “Don’t want too much greasy food, I want to have some fun later,” He said airily with a smirk as he moved onto some smaller salads and other lighter bites. However, he was pleased to sample foods from various speeders instead of sitting down at a luxury restaurant. Azar even stopped to try some cotton candy, though he accidentally ate some of the wrapping thinking it was also edible.

As the night went on, he dragged Trodai to try various different rides. The evening was filled with laughter and enjoyment, and Azar even managed to try one of the games and win a prize himself. He stopped at one of the shopping stalls and chose a reed bracelet for Trodai with little charms he selected.

“Look, there’s a garden!” Azar said excitedly as he pointed to a sign that said ‘Enchanted Forest’ that led into a bioluminescent garden. He eagerly grabbed Trodai by the hand and led him towards it, genuinely enjoying their time together.

@Akheron

 

[Trodai Narat-iv-Adas]

Trodai giggled a little at the comment with a chuckle. He was sure he knew what that smirk entailed but said nothing about it, instead opting to finish his meal and a drink before waiting for Azar. Content to just watch and help if needed, and once finished even offered several wipes. He was happy and enjoying every moment, even the spontaneous nature of the escapades.

As he was dragged to many different rides through the night, Trodai was truly having fun. And felt alive with joy and happiness. With laughing and being with Azar, it was like meeting him all over again under different circumstances. Although it was not the case, he felt those same feelings, the elation and excitement. He was overjoyed when Azar won prizes himself and cheered him on as he won. He searched the stalls himself picking up a t-shirt with a funny message on it which he knew would amuse Azar as well as himself. Choosing the right size, he opted to wear it straight away after paying and showing Azar.

"What you think?" he chuckled before walking with Azar, bear and other prizes tucked under arms. The only time he put them down was when Azar went to give him the reed bracelet. He smiled in joy and couldn't help give a cheeky kiss before speaking "I love it Azar." he said "I will cherish it."

Looking to the garden, Trodai smiled again. Led inside, Trodai put the big bear under one arm again as they entered the garden. His eyes widened in wonder and awe. He could see how such plants could affect someone, there was much beauty here. In more ways than one.

He was glad to share it with Azar. With one he loved above any other.

They spent what seemed a age exploring, Trodai was ever keen and interested as Azar pointed out any particular plants of interest. Even spotting a few himself, and one in particular hidden among some bushes. He hadn't been looking for it but for a flower to give Azar, but found it instead. A far better find. He was shocked to see it, and his jaw visibly dropped. He remembered reading the brochure about it. But didn't think he would find one. Not here at least.

He smiled approaching Azar with the Star-Crossed Orchid. Being careful with it, for it was a delicate plant he held it towards Azar as he spoke, placing the bear on the ground for the moment. His arm needed a rest. "It looks like we are very lucky indeed. I found a Star-Crossed Orchid here in the garden. Wasn't even looking for it. If the brochure is correct apparently they only appear once every decade. Best be careful, it's very delicate." He kept smiling as he explained what he had read "If what I read is correct, the locals here on Verona say it symbolizes the fleeting nature of life and love in the midst of conflict. I find it very fitting."

He carefully handed it over, hoping not to damage it.

@Sreeya

 

[Darth Arcanos]

As Trodai went to pluck the flower, Azar came up near him, practically batting his hand away. He could see the sweet, intended gesture, however Azar understood plants, “Plucking the flower is killing it, Trodai,” He reminded the other man, “I don’t want it as a keepsake when it should thrive and grow beautifully just where it is,” Azar said as he admired the orchid. Something that bloomed only once every ten years had no business being in a vase only to die less than a week later.

“Just look at it,” Azar said, crouching down near the flower to admire it right where it was, “You pluck it and it’ll start to lose its shine right away,” He pondered for a moment, “Not so different from us. So far from home and out in the broader galaxy. In a space not really meant for us..” Azar drew up to stand again, “Sometimes I believe I am happier simply just being on Korriban,” He admitted, thinking about the power grab he was making. If he was successful, did he really care about returning to the broader galaxy? About Umbara? Or even about the Sith Order?

“I’m ready to head back,” Azar said as he stifled a yawn, looping his arm through Trodai’s, “This has been incredible,” He gave Trodai a tired smile, resting his head tenderly against the taller man’s bicep.

@Akheron