RPG: The Naltoon Assault (Page 7 of 8)

Carbine was lost for words, Vince keep getting better looking. Who would have known that he had such gorgeous hair under that helmet, or that he had pearly whites that sparkled when he smiled? Carbine took another swing of her wine. She had to get a hold of herself. It was clear what Vince’s intentions were if he’d taken her to this bar on purpose. She decided to slow down on the wine consumption.

“I’m amazed that you’re allowed to keep such long hair being a military man and all that,” Carbine said in desperation to keep the small talk going. She really shouldn’t get on his lap again, although she was seriously tempted.

Vince shrugged, “I tend to do my own thing. I’m an untamed man who doesn’t abide by anyone’s rules but his own.”

Normally Carbine would have rolled her eyes but with the effect of the pheromones she practically swooned. She decided to fan herself instead, “So do you plan on staying with the Empire for your entire career or do you other goals?”

Vince swirled the wine in his glass again and looked over the rim, “I have a great many goals. But there’s a short term one I’m more interested in at the moment.”

It didn’t take a genius to figure out what the short term goal was. Carbine found herself blushing much to her chagrin. “I’m not that sort of girl.”

Vince smiled like a cat about to get the cream, “Oh but you will be for me.”

Carbine felt the burning ember of anger ignite deep within her belly. She was happy to know that some part of her body was functioning normally. “So you think me fair game? Strange that you had to take me to a Falleen bar, if your skills are so great.”

“This,” Vince said as he gestured to the room, “Is merely to set the mood.” He moved closer to her and Carbine felt the effect of the pheromones more fiercely.

She tried to calm herself, two could play at this game. Besides Vince wasn’t too bad on the eye, despite his personality. “If you plan on seduction you better buy me dinner first.”

Carbine eyed Vince curiously as he turned off his com, “Shouldn’t you go and assist?”

Vince shrugged, “There are many fine men in the Imperial forces, I’m sure they can handle it.”

Carbine raised a brow, then smiled seductively at Vince as she took another sip from her glass. “You know my step brother is an Imperial Trooper, I forget what rank as he seems to change all the time. His name is Jaith, do you know him?”

The look on Vince’s face was priceless and Carbine had to stop herself from laughing. Oh yeah Vince knew Jaith, or at least knew of him. He quickly composed himself. “I’ve heard the name.”

Carbine continued to grin, it was her turn to bask in someone else’s discomfort. Vince cleared his throat, “Are you two close?” he asked as he finally took a gulp of his wine.

“Yes and no, were we very close when we were kids since we were of similar age when are parents married. But since he’s been with the Empire I don’t hear from him that often. I moved to Naltoon when my mother died, Jaith put in for a transfer when he heard that I was on my own. He’s all the family I have left.” Carbine told.

“You must get awful lonely,” Vince said with another dazzling smile.

Carbine shrugged, “I enjoy my work.”

“I’m sure you do,” Vince replied and quickly changed the subject, “So do you prefer silk or satin sheets?”

Carbine almost spat out her wine she’d been drinking, “Actually I prefer cotton.”

Vince raised a brow, “Like a bit of added texture? You like the rougher stuff?”

Carbine’s eyes actually went wide. She was about to answer when the pasta turned up. She prayed to the Force that it didn’t contain any aphrodisiacs otherwise she would probably lose any control she had left.

Vince started eating his steak, “Not to worry, I’m sure I’ll fine out soon enough.”

Carbine hopped that Jaith was on patrol, she really could use his help. This situation was intolerable. They were sitting in direct view from the door. Carbine figured that Vince wanted to display her for all to see. She wanted to leave but the pheromones were driving her nuts. Part of her wanted to ravish Vince on the spot but the rational part of her brain that was still working refused to have one put over her.

An idea came to mind, “Vince do you have a girlfriend? I’m not the sort of girl to break up a relationship.”

**Thought I delete my last post, thought this one funnier**

After parting with Jaith, Carbine couldn’t shake the heightened state of arousal she felt. She was pretty certain that the pheromones should have been wearing off so it was likely that there had been aphrodisiacs in her meal.

Without much surprise Vince appeared. Carbine shook her head in confusion, “Wait a minute didn’t Jaith just usher you off to battle?”

Vince shrugged, flipped open his helmet and leaned against the wall in what she supposed was to be a sexy stance. “I’m a man who enjoys a challenge. Besides we have unfinished business,” Vince reached for her and crushed her to his chest.

Carbine opened her mouth to speak but Vince took it as an opportunity to kiss her. Carbine felt dizzy and then hungrily kissed him back. She pulled away to look him in the eye. “You put something in my food too, didn’t you?”

Vince smiled, “Perhaps you’re just drawn to my animal magnetism. Like a moth to a flame, like a wamprat to cheese.”

Carbine’s brow furrowed, “You better be the wamprat.”

“For you baby, I’ll be anything as long as it rocks your world.” Vince proclaimed.

Carbine had to stop herself from laughing. How could she possibly be attracted to a man with such corny lines? The pheromones, it has to be the pheromones, she refused to believe that she could actually be attracted to Vince naturally.

Strangely Carbine found herself reaching for the blonde strand of hair that had escaped Vince’s helmet. “So what do you plan to do with me?”

Vince actually looked surprised, his normal self-confidence quickly returned. “I think my new speeder needs a test ride. I want to make sure the accessories are to my satisfaction. I’ll need you beneath me to do that.”

Carbine couldn’t believe that she actually felt turned on by that statement. She moved closer to him, wrapping the strand of his hair around her finger to draw him nearer, “What if I’d prefer to take up that offer of a room?”

Vince’s eyes turned dark as if he was ready to consume her, “I’d accept the change of plan. What the woman wants, the woman gets.”

Carbine almost snarled as she came in fast to kiss him, she moved her left leg to lock around his, drawing him closer. Vince moved his right hand to grasp her thigh, pulling her tight against him. This time he broke away, “Let’s get that room now.”

Amazingly Carbine agreed with him. He grabbed her by the hand drawing her back into the Flamingo Bar. He quickly got a room key and practically ran to the room, dragging Carbine along behind him.

Dodger sat tinkering with his bombs and almost laughed when he saw an Imp steal a speeder from an unattended shop. The woman there, Carbine, had tried to rip him off earlier in the week. He figured she deserved the dint to her credit line.

Dodger would have shot at the Imp but he seemed too focussed on his new Areeba Twelve to notice the old bomb technician doing his thing. He paused as he heard someone shout "Halt!" Dodger immediately raise his hands and slowly turned around but the voice had not been directed at him. Dodger watched as the Imp who'd stolen the speeder got dressed down by his superior officer.

"Davik, where's that stupid partner of yours?" the Trooper barked.

Davik was rigid in posture, "Ah sir, he's entertaining a lady friend."

"Rubbish I just sent him on his way back to you," the Trooper said as he started circling Davik.

Davik's posture changed ever so slightly, "Ah sir, Vince is a bit of a ladies man. Or he'd like to think so. I'm guessing as soon as he got out of your sight he went straight back to the piece of skirt he was chasing."

Dodger knew he should have continued working but the look on the superior trooper's face was priceless. Whoever this Vince guy was seemed like he was about to get some serious pain directed his way.

Davik followed on his newly acquired speeder saying something to the other trooper. Dodger was finally able to laugh out loud.

As soon as they had gotten into the room Vince had ditched the helmet and gloves. Carbine had shucked her jacket and quickly returned to Vince’s arms. With the exposure to the pheromones Carbine could no longer resist Vince, hell she was certain he’d ordered her food with something added in it.

Vince held her face between his hands, “You’re so hot,” he told her before he kissed her.

Carbine thought it sounded like something a teenager would say. Yet she couldn’t draw herself away from him.

“Vince, tell me you’ll respect me after this.” Oh man she was sounding as bad as him.

“Oh this isn’t going to be a one off,” Vince grinned.

Carbine wasn’t sure if she should be pleased or disturbed. She didn’t have time to answer as he kissed her again. His hands ran over her body as he backed her towards the bed. They tumbled downward onto the bed and Carbine worked her hands into Vince’s hair. He rolled her onto her back when they heard a boom.

Vince’s eyes went wide, “Ah we better go.”

Carbine looked at him with dazed eyes, “Why?”

“I think you’re brother is in the next room,” Vince said as he scrambled for his helmet and gloves.

Carbine rolled onto her stomach, “So?”

“He’ll skin me alive if he knows I came back for you.” Vince said as he threw her jacket at her.

Carbine sat up and put her jacket on with no real rush. Vince grabbed her by the hand, “Come on woman, move your fabulous behind!”

Carbine almost fell over as Vince dragged her out the door. She rushed to keep up and then she heard Jaith bellow behind them.

“Stop,” Carbine gasped, “You’ll ruin his beautiful face.” She paused and wondered if she’d actually said that aloud.

Jaith looked at her funny for a second then continued to lay into Vince. Vince shouted, “She’s right you’re going to damage my beautiful face!”

“Fine then,” Jaith shouted as he kicked Vince hard in the guts, “I’ll aim lower.”

“Stop it,” Carbine said with less conviction as she started to breathe clearer air.

Jaith laid another boot into Vince before grabbing Carbine by the shirt collar, “Are you mad? That guy is so below you he makes slugs look regal.”

“I do not,” Vince grumbled as he rolled in attempt to get to his feet.

Jaith glared at him and Vince stopped moving. Jaith turned back to his stepsister, “This time you’re coming with me.”

Carbine scrambled to go to Vince but Jaith dragged her off with his greater strength, “No! Jaith you jerk, I hate you, I hate you... wait.” Carbine shook her head as if to clear it, “On second thought keep dragging me.”

Vince was too busy fixing his hair to catch her last statement. “I’ll come for you Carbine, just you wait.”

Jaith turned around and shot a stun bolt into Vince’s crotch, “It won’t be anytime soon.”

Jaith had walked Carbine back to her garage. She’d been coming back to her senses as she walked but she still felt the effects lingering. “I’m sorry I yelled at you,” she said to Jaith.

Jaith shrugged, “You were under the influence of Falleen pheromones. They’re hard things to resist.”

Carbine raised an eyebrow and wondered if Jaith was talking from experience. “Thanks for getting me out of there,” she said but she wasn’t quite sure if she meant it. She felt very confused about Vince. One minute she wanted to be near him, the next she wanted to run away. She’d see how she felt after the pheromones wore off.

Jaith stood at the doorway of her shop, “I’d stay and chat but we’ve got a rogue Dark Trooper loose, if you see him coming go down to the basement and hide.”

Carbine waved a hand carelessly in the air, “I’ll be fine.”

Jaith grabbed her by the shoulders, “I mean it sister. You run because he will rip you limb from limb.”

Carbine nodded understanding the seriousness, “Ok, I will. Just make sure you cover your own backside. I want to be an aunt one day.”

Jaith smiled, “Oh it might happen.”

Carbine returned his smile, “Don’t tell me you’ve met someone.”

Jaith cocked his head to the side, “Maybe.”

Carbine laughed, “Well what do you know, some girl got through all that plating straight to your heart.”

Jaith shook his head at her teasing and walked off, he paused and looked at her seriously, “Remember what I said, run and hide if you see that Dark Trooper.”

Carbine saluted Jaith half mockingly, “Yes sir.”

“I mean it,” Jaith told.

“So do I,” Carbine replied as she walked back into her shop. Her mouth fell agape as she realised one of the Areeba Twelves was missing, “Son of a...” She turned to look at Arista who sat at the counted twirling a loop of pink bubblegum around her finger. “Where’s the other Areeba Twelve?”

Arista shrugged, “How should I know. I was at lunch, I figured you’d sold it.”

Carbine ground her teeth as she glared at the stupid blonde bimbo. “Didn’t you check the logs?”

Arista curled her lip, “They’re boring, besides this spunky guy came in and I was flirting with him like heaps. I thought I was going to sell that old Neesh Three but he just wanted my digits.”

Carbine let out a frustrated sigh, “Why did I hire you?”

Arista smiled and puffed out her ample chest, “Because the lonely Imperial guys flock to this bodacious bod of mine and you make heaps of credits.”

Carbine rolled her eyes out of Arista’s view, “Yeah what can I say I’m shallow when it comes to credits.”

Arista giggled, “Yeah well money makes the world go round. Hey speaking of spunky Imps, there’s one down the block with a new Areeba Twelve pointing a gun at a Rebel.”

Carbine stuck her head around the corner to look out the window, “Vince,” she muttered. “So he’s already found another girl.”

Arista grinned, “Don’t tell me you actually went on a date?”

“I don’t know if you’d call it a date. I was going to take him out for a drink when he bought that speeder. He took me to the Flamingo Bar.” Carbine told then ground her teeth again when Arista laughed.

“Oh he’s hot for you then. That Flamingo Bar is only for couples who want to get it on.” Arista said with emphasis on the last threw words as she rubbed her scarf down her shoulders and across her back tauntingly.

“You could have warned me about that place,” Carbine hissed.

Arista placed a delicately manicured hand to her chest, “Me? I never figured you’d go to a bar with a guy. Guess I was wrong.”

“He took me there,” Carbine said punching out each word.

Arista grinned smugly, “I’ll bet he did. Was he any good?” Carbine slapped Arista on the arm, “I’ll take that as a no.”

Carbine crossed her arms, “We didn’t get that far.”

Arista leaned forward in amazement, “Really? That has to be a first for the Flamingo, I hope you got your money back.”

“Oh just shut up,” Carbine growled then looked out the window to see what was going on between Vince and the Rebel.

The thought of pistol whipping this creep entered Gemma's mind but she'd have to reach for her blaster and she had no idea whether this fool was a good shot or not. She decided to try and deter him, "I believe your fellow soldiers are trying to stop a rogue Dark Trooper. They could use all the help they can get."

The Imp scratched his chin.

Gemma continued on, "Besides two of my colleges are there and they're twin Twi'leks, of the female variety." She added for good measure.

Riding through the streets, Davik almost crashed into Vince. This time, he stayed on his speeder. Vince flipped open his helmet.

"Davik, my good friend. Where have you been? You missed a lovely time, boy was that Carbine something.." said Vince as he gritted his teeth.

"I should ask you the same thing, Dr. Love. Now quit monkeying around, let's go get some scum."

Carbine had to find Jaith, she didn’t care if she ran into the Dark Trooper, she couldn’t let her stepbrother die when she could save him. She sped through the streets on her red Areeba Fifteen and hoped that she wouldn’t be too late.

She jammed on the brakes as she saw smouldering piles of rubble that had been brickwork from the hospital. “Jaith!” she shouted praying that she wasn’t too late.

She froze as she saw what she suspected was the Dark Trooper. She raised her hands in surrender.

“Get out of there!” she heard a voice call.

Carbine hit the throttle and somehow managed to pass the Dark Trooper before he attacked. As she passed she heard the sound of blasters firing and the stench of ozone. She darted around a corner and nearly collided with two Areeba Twelves. She pulled up and saw that one had Vince sitting atop and the other his partner. “You stole that bike!” she shouted at his companion.

Davik looked at Vince, “Obviously you’re losing your touch.”

Vince shrugged, “A man’s work is never done.”

“Where’s my stepbrother?” Carbine growled.

Vince immediately shied away and protectively placed a hand over his groin. Davik didn’t miss the motion. “Ah so that’s why you came back early,” Davik laughed.

“Where is Jaith?” Carbine said darkly.

“Oh Jaith is your stepbrother?” Davik asked, “This is just getting better and better.”

Jelera was confused. She was lost as to which way the battle was headed. The noise from outside the compound was growing louder. SHe was sure it was anarchy.

"How did it come to this?" She wondered to herself.  She would let the troopers handle these rebel scum. Command was deteriating, if there ever was any to start with.  So filled with anger she stormed to the turbo lifts, set on finding Raina. She better have a damn good explaination for her when she got there.

( I dunno i was bored and posted not sure if it fits but... eh... i can always edit)