Was it intelligent for someone as edgy as Leon to be running the blaster range?  Probably not, but Leon kept his edginess to himself as he leaned against the wall behind the shooters and looked over what was happening.  So far everyone was doing pretty well, including Namyr who had finally broken down and got rid of her thick glasses and gotten laser surgery.  He was rather poud of her, she went from being so bad she had hit Rogueboy's target on the far side of the range, to hitting most of the target.  She'd keep on getting better, Leon knew it.  Casually his eyes drifted to her backside, a small smile plastered on his face, before he realized what he was doing.  Leon smacked his forhead, shaking his head.  He didn't even think of Namyr that way, she was more like a motherly older sister, checking her out like that was weird, and Leon would leave that to Rogueboy.

Everyone's blasters were holstered, and being Raider's everyone was joking around as they left the shooting range, heading outside where Darr stopped everyone.  He grinned at his Squad, "Alright, you guys have been working hard, so you have the next couple days off, relax and try not to get into trouble," Darr said his grin growing bigger.

"Oh yeah, he's diffiently going to visit Dawn," Namyr chuckled as Darr walked away.

"Bow chicka bow wow," Rogueboy piped in with his usual cocky grin, "Training will be easy when he gets back, I can assure that."

"So Leon what do you have going on tonight?" Namyr asked Leon curiously.

"Eh nothing really, probably go home watch some televison, go to bed, why you have something planned?" Leon asked then rolled his eyes at Rogueboy and Namyr as they exchanged grins, "Going out drinking aren't you?"

"Well of course, we're Raider's it what we do best," Rogueboy said and Namyr nodded.

"Yeah so you can tag along with us if you want, there's a new club downtown that we're been thinking of going to," Namyr said before Rogueboy cut in.

"And finally Leon we can get you laid," he said before he was elbowed in the stomach.

"Wha?" Leon said blinking a few times.

"Come on, you're so twitchy, at least go and relax a little," Namyr said pouting a little and fluttering her eyelashes.

"Alright, but just so you know it's because I want to go, that whole girly crap might work on Rogue but not me Namyr," Leon chuckled.

"And a flash of boob usually seals the deal," Rogue grunted still holding his stomach.

"Not that he's seen anything, but he's always over hopeful," Namyr laughed tapping Rogueboy's head playfully.

"Okay so do you just want to meet at the club?" Leon asked.

"Yeah about eight that's when things pick up," Namyr said taking out a piece of paper and quickly jotting down the address of the club.

"Okay we'll I'll see you two," Leon said waving to Namyr and Rogueboy and walking to the street to call a cab.

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"Rogue, just so you know if we die, I hate you."

SGT Namyr

Namyr looked into the mirror of her compact, and removed a stray line of black lipstick from her lips before tucking the mirror into her purse. She frowned as Rogueboy, who was standing beside her sighed for the hundredth time.

"Now what's wrong?" Namyr asked her voice slightly edgy as she glared at some men who were staring at her.

"He's not going to show, I know Leon, he can't dance. In fact I've seen him try to dance, and it's almost enough to send a person into convulsions," Rogueboy said crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby building.

"He'll show, what else does Leon have to do?" Namyr asked and smirked as she saw a familiar figure walking down the street. "Told ya," Namyr said grinning at Rogueboy who shrugged lazily.

"Just so you know I warned you about his lack of dancing skills," Rogueboy murmured.

"Hush you, we finally got him out of his apartment," Namyr muttered grinning at Leon as he came up to the group.


Leon felt slightly guilty, he couldn't remember a time he had been so late. Usually being late was more of Namyr or Rogueboy's thing, also with falling asleep during meetings, and of course taking the last doughnut. Leon jogged down the street keeping his eye out for the red Twi'lek and human. His eyes glanced down the long line to the club, Namyr had been right, this place was popular, and there were a lot of pretty girl. Suddenly Leon stopped short and stared for a moment at the back of a red Twi'lek, he blinked a few times. the Twi'lek was wearing a short skirt, a tube top, and was talking to Rogueboy. But that wasn't Namyr, she never dressed like that. As Leon got closer, the three diagonal scars on the back of the Twi'lek told him that it was Namyr. Though where she got those scars she never told Leon, that was just how Namyr was.

Namyr turned and grinned at Leon before waving, 'Hey, it's pretty crowded isn't it?" she asked Leon as he took a spot between her and Rogueboy.

"Yeah I don't think we'll ever get in," Leon said trying to mask the hope in his voice.

Namyr laughed, 'You're kidding right? Leon you really need to come out with us more often, we have this getting into clubs routine down pat. Rogueboy you have my bag?"

"Yeah," Rogueboy grumbled, "But I don't see why you can't stay in that all night."

"Right, Rogue," Namyr said rolling her eyes and looking at Leon, "He acts like he's never seen any skin before. Beside, Rogue, I enjoy being comfortable when I drink, now come on you two," Namyr said heading to the door, ignoring the wistful look on Rogueboy's face. She easily slid up to the bouncer and fluttered her eyelashes and looking at him with her light yellow eyes.

"Hello," she said huskily, "Any chance I could get in there," Namyr said pulling on her tube top a little to show a little more cleavage. Instantly the bouncer's eyes were on her chest before he nodded and opened the door for her, "Oh and they're with me, is that all right?" Namyr asked pouting a little, the Bouncer still staring at her chest nodded again and waved Rogueboy and Leon in.

"See piece of cake, when you have womanly charm," Namyr said as they got inside.

"Yeah and womanly boobs," Rogueboy piped up, Namyr made a face at him before taking her bag from him.

"I'll be back, order me some shots okay?" Namyr said before pushing her way through the crowd to the bathroom.

"Where's she going?" Leon questioned as him and Rogueboy pushed their way to the bar. Leon was amazed at the sheer amount of people in the club, it was packed wall to wall. He didn't see how Namyr and Rogueboy could handle doing this every weekend....probably drunk most likely.

"To change, Namyr only wears that outfit to get into the club, once she's in she changes into something more, 'comfortable," Rogueboy said after he ordered the drinks, "You know how particular she is about her appearance, but she only;y does this so we can get in and get to drinking. I've never had a bouncer say no to her, it's also pretty awesome to see her at work."

Leon was silent for a moment as he took a swig of his drink, "Where did she get those scars?" Leon asked suddenly causing Rogueboy to accidentally spit out his drink.

"Erm, you're going to have to ask her that Leon, Namyr's usually pretty mum about her past, she only tells me when she hits the bottom of a bottle, even then we don't talk about it much," Rogueboy said before his eyes lit up at the dance floor, "Now excuse me Leon, the ladies are calling for me," he said before swaggering off towards a ground of women.

"He'll be back once he's made his rounds around the club and he's been slapped a few times," Namyr said hopping into Rogueboy's empty seat and grabbing a shot and downing it, "I keep telling him that it's his pick up lines," Leon looked down at Namyr's clothing and she was wearing a plain tank top and black pants, nothing fancy, not like the clothing before.

"Hey baby I'm like a Rubik cube, the more you play with me the harder I get," Leon and Namyr heard Rogueboy say to a pretty blond over the techno beat. Namyr smirked and chuckled a little before looking back at Leon.

"But either way he'll be back," she said downing another shot. Namyr then looked around the club, "So what's your type Leon? We have to get to the girls before they're all too trash and start thinking Rogueboy is good looking."

"Um," Leon said his cheeks flushing slightly as he looked into the drink desperately wanting to change the subject, "Namyr where did you get those scars?" he blurted out.

Namyr calmly took a sip of her drink and drummed her fingers against the bar for a moment, "Rogueboy wasn't a bigmouth for once, I'm impressed," Namyr murmured and was silent again before sighing, "They're from my ex-husband, that's all you really need to know," she said before ordering another drink.

"Oh," Leon said looking back into his drinking feeling like he had treaded on thin ice. "Er, what girl I like, don't know I guess a nice one. I mean what about you, do you have a type of guy you like?"

"Me?" Namyr laughed into her drink, "Well I don't know, he has to be interesting, decent looking, a good personality, a steady job. I mean right now I guess I'm just looking for a nice guy, sometimes it's hard being alone."

"Alone, but I thought you and Rogue?" Leon said his voice dropping off as Namyr stared at him, "You mean you two aren't you know, um.."

Namyr gave Leon a sad smile, "No, we're not lover's if that's what you're asking and what mother hen Darr has been thinking of us. Though the attraction is there, Rogue and I are just good friends. Not to mention he has a position of power in our squad, such relationships are forbidden. Besides, I'm a bit of a closet romantic, and I know for a fact..."

"Hey cutie, if I flip a coin what are the chances I could get head?" Rogue's voice was heard over the music again.

"That Rogue doesn't do romantic," Namyr finished rolling her eyes, "We have a common background and down our sorrows in alcohol, and enjoy each other's company. Anything more then that could destroy everything we're working for in our lives."

"Wow, so why haven't you guys told Darr this?" Leon asked curiously.

"Eh, we like screwing with Darr's head, plus he can't prove anything," Namyr chuckled before looking and the dance floor, 'Uh oh trouble's coming."

"Come on, none of the women want to dance with me," Rogueboy said dragging Namyr to the dance floor.

"I keep telling you it's those horrible pick up lines!" Namyr growled as she was dragged.

"Nonsense, my pickup lines are witty, charming, and whyly, women dig them. I just have to show them my mad moves on the dance floor," Rogueboy said as him and Namyr began to dance.

Leon looked around, suddenly feeling like the club was too small and too hot for his liking. Shrugging his jacket back on Leon headed outside for a breath of fresh air, not caring if he could get back into the club. With his sleeve he wiped away the drops of sweat from his forehead, then leaned against a light pole about a block away from the club. He let the frosty air with a slight warmth of oncoming spring rush through and sting his lungs. Leon closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he looked across the street and through the orange city light saw a girl.

She had just dropped a book of hers and leaned down to pick it up. Leon gulped as her curtain of black hair fell over her shoulders. She started walking again and Leon noticed a paper she had dropped. Rushing over to the paper, Leon picked it up and ran up to the girl's back.

"Excuse me!" he said a little too loudly as the girl spun around with a small can of mace in her hand, getting Leon right in the eyes.

"Blagh!" Leon managed to cry out as the burning/stinging sensation blocked his senses. He rolled around on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, his hand clutching the paper.

"Oh, my paper," the girl said before realizing what she had done, "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" she said helping Leon up, "Come on my apartment is nearby you can wash out your eyes," she said leading Leon towards a small apartment complex. For a second Leon thought it could be a trap, but then decided for one she was pretty and he would take that chance, and two the mace was really burning.

"Come on, here but your eyes underneath the faucet," the girl said turning on the water and guiding Leon's face under the stream of water. Once the mace was washed out and Leon could open his puffy eyes a little bit, he went to lift his head only to hit it on the faucet.

"Damnit," Leon cursed holding his head. The girl let out a low twinkily laugh as she handed Leon a towel.

"Not having a good night?" she asked Leon as she led him to a nearby chair.

"No not really," Leon grumbled looking up at the girl and catching her large, dark eyes, and flushing slightly. To his amazement as the girl looked away her cheeks flushed as well, "Leon, I mean my name's Leon."

"I'm Belle, nice to meet you," Belle said holding out a small slim hand.
 
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"Rogue, just so you know if we die, I hate you."

SGT Namyr

Leon grasped Belle's hand in his own. When there hands touched, Leon noted how warm and smooth her hand was. And all though they looked fragile, they weren't at all. When Belle took Leon's hand, she gripped it tight, the same going for Leon. She was a strong person, a good strong person.

You could tell everything about a person from their handshake. It was something Leon had learned from his brother when he was a kid. If it were strong, then that meant  the person was strong of heart. If it were weak, then that meant the person was fragile, or weak of heart.

Leon then let go of her hand, and awkwardly returned his hands to the arms of his chair. He let his eyes hesitantly drift up to meet her own, and found it one of the most awkward things ever. What would Rogueboy do?

For a split second, Leon actually thought of using Rogue's pickup lines, but after thinking about what he had seen at the club, he decided not to.

"So... What were you doing being out so late?" Asked Leon, sounding kind of awkard.

"Late? Its only nine o' clock," replied Belle gesturing over to where the time was displayed.

"Oh... Yea. So, what do you do for a living?" Asked Leon.

"Me? Well, I recently just moved in so I'm new to this place. But do you really want to know what I do for a living?" Leon nodded in response to her question, followed by a wag of the finger from Belle, signaling for him to come closer. "I'm a spy for the New Republic..." said Belle in a whisper.

Leon slowly pulled away from Belle, a look of shock slowly spreading its way across his face. He gave a weak smile, hoping for another in return, but none came. She was dead serious.

Leon slowly rose from his chair, and began walking towards the door. Making sure there were no hidden traps or assassins on the way.. Belle to got up from her chair, putting Leon on alert. What if she were sent to kill him? Just as he was about to open the door, Belle stepped in front  of him, a sly grin on her face that soon dissapeared.

"I thought it would be a good way to break the awkwardness between us, apparently not. Sorry about that, I was never too good at telling jokes."

Belle looked up, only to find that Leon himself had a sly grin on his face. "If you can't take 'em then don't dish them." Leon started laughing at the stunned Belle, the expression on her face was priceless and he would of paid all the money in the world to see it again.

"Ah, so your a little sly one are you?" Said Belle, returning the laugh. "Anyways, would you want something to eat? Maybe something to drink?"

"Ummm, alright. Yea, I wouldn't mind staying for a little bit longer, that is, if its ok with you?"

"Yea, its perfect, I could use a little bit of company."

As Belle went to get the drinks, Leon quickly scanned Belle. It was a natural thing for a male to do, and it was impossible for Leon to help himself. She had a perfect body, and it showed very well in the clothes she was wearing. They weren't exactly form fitting, but they were close enough for Leon to see the details.

As Belle turned around, Leon quickly turned his head away acting as if nothing had happened, and she didn't seem to notice either. He then casually made his way to the couch, and waited for Belle to take a seat next to him.

I can't wait to tell Rogue and Namyr about this...
 
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Raiders
May god have mercy upon my enemies, for I will show none.
TRP/SGT Leon/3SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
And so we go.
I am the one...The one who made the 100,000 post.
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Zealna and Rogueboy resumed dancing to the techno beat that seemed to pulse through their very skin. Zealna seemed to be pulsing with energy as she turned around and grinded her hips on Rogue's. After a few songs they headed towards the bar where they ordered a few more drinks Rogue ordered a beer his mission of getting drunk changing to ending up in Zealna's arms before he falls to sleep.

The trooper was about to offer Zealna to come to his apartment but she beat him to it. "I have an apartment nearby if you want to spend the night." The seductive Zeltron said.

Rogue's eyes lit up like a kid at a sweet store with a whole bunch of ideas running through his mind. "I'm game."

"I know you are." The Zeltron said her dark eyes seemed to be dancing in a mischievous way. "I have a secret to tell you." She said leaning in close.

The ASL was immediately alarmed thinking perhaps she was playing the role of seductress to tell him something; he leaned in and peered behind her to watch for any potential threats. Zealna's lips pressed against his and thoughts of death and mayhem became thoughts on the wind. He could feel her tongue on his and he playfully closed his teeth on hers. "Gotyae" He said through lightly clenched teeth.

The Zeltron managed to sneak her tongue out and then laughed. "An insistent little captor; this could be fun."

Rogue held out his arms in a gentleman manner. "Shall we my little captee?"

Zealna wrapped her arms in his. "Let's." her soft voice said as they headed towards the exit.

The dynamic duo entered an apartment building within a two minute walking distance from the club. They took the stairs up one floor and walked down a hallway; Zealna stopped at a door and withdrew a keycard and swiped it through the reader. "Welcome to my little home. I'm gonna go fix us some cocktails." She said as she disappeared into a room.

Rogue was surprised as he studied the room it was fully furnished which was something he did not expect from her. He sat down on a plush couch and was half tempted to lie down and fall asleep except for the anticipation of a "good" night's rest seemed that more appealing. Zealna reappeared holding two glasses of Coruscant Martini's. Rogue took a deep sip and was surprised to find it very tasty instead of the bitter martini's he has tried. "This is by far the best tasting Coruscant Martini I have ever had.' He stated as he gave a good look at the Zeltron who took him home.

She had slender legs and as she turned around to put the empty drinks away Rogue glimpsed curvy buttocks; Zealna's skin was a tad darker then Namyr's and her breasts were equally as full, her hair was a dark red and her eyes as dark as coal.

Zealna sat next to Rogue and put her hand in his lap slowly she massaged Rogue's leg sending shivers of delight down his spine. "You never told me your name stranger."

"My name is Alex." Rogue said as he put a hand around her red shoulders.

"Well Alex I am tired of playing games." With that the Zeltron grabbed his hand and let him into the bedchamber where Rogueboy closed the door.

 
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Raiders
Faithful To The End
He will give them death, and they will love him for it -Gladiator
Eat a hearty breakfast men, for tonight we dine in hell -King Leonidas, 300
Clearly Canadian!

ASL/SGT_Rogueboy/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][ES-FirstClass][CDS][CoR]

              Rogueboy ran down the street running away from Zealna's husband who seemed to have gotten his hands on a blaster and was trying to shoot Rogue as he ran as fast he could holding the plant to cover his manhood. "I'm gonna kill you." The male Zeltron screamed at Rogue as he fired another shot narrowly missing Rogue's nude buttocks.

    The ASL was running down the sidewalks his feet making a pounding noise on the duracrete, or at least it was until he stepped on a broken glass bottle. "YEOW." Rogue said as he jumped up clutching the bottom of his foot with one hand while trying to conceal his nakedness with the potted plant. He leaned up against a nearby wall and tried to pick out many of the bigger pieces of glass before a blaster bolt that struck the wall not a foot from Rogue's head got him going again. Before he took off he noted how the blaster bolt left a small scorch mark on the smooth durasteel frame of the building and imagined what his head would have looked like if it was hit.

    Zealna's husband prowled the dimly lit alleyway before deciding the little bastard wasn't there and continued on down the alley. Rogue poked his head out of the dumpster to make sure the Zeltron moved on before jumping out of the dumpster and heading towards Namyr's house.

    People were staring at Rogue as he entered the apartment complex where Namyr's apartment was located he walked past a few people who stared at him and began snickering. Rogue entered the tube lift and pressed the button for Namyr's floor as the ancient tube lift rumbled its way up it stopped two floors under Namyr's. A young women was about to walk into the tube lift until she saw Rogue in all his glory and froze. She paused for like a good few seconds and as the tube lift doors were closing he put on his trademark grin and winked at her.

    Rogue rang Namyr's bell and the door opened Rogue was just about to walk in when he noticed that Namyr looked a little green. Then Rogue realized that it wasn't Namyr and that she was sitting on the couch. "Oh uh hi." Rogue said obviously embarrassed about his plight. "Did I come at a bad time?" Rogue was so embarassed he didn't really hear what the green Twi'lek said but he heard Namyr usher him into the room.

                Namyr went to get Rogue some clothes leaving them alone without making introductions. "So, had a rough night did we?" The Twi'lek asked an ear to ear grin on his face.

                "Wasn't the night that was rough it was the morning." Rogue said trying to look honest but inside somewhat seething that Namyr would pick someone up without his notice but then again he was preoccupied. Before Rogue could ask him his name or how he met Namyr the red Twi'lek showed up and shoved a handful of clothes at Rogue's free arm.
               


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Raiders
Faithful To The End
He will give them death, and they will love him for it -Gladiator
Eat a hearty breakfast men, for tonight we dine in hell -King Leonidas, 300
Clearly Canadian!

ASL/SGT_Rogueboy/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][ES-FirstClass][CDS][CoR]