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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 17, 2015 20:45:19 GMT -8
Isabela smiled as she looked down over the operation that she had, everything was in order just the way she liked it. Slaves where currently working in her gardens and around her home, making sure everything was in order just the way that Isabela wanted it. Most of the current slaves had been owned by Isabela for a while; a few of them she would never sell because she had grown fawn of them and maybe one day when they were no longer any use to her she would set them free. Other’s she kept to train the new slaves to except their new life and learn what was expected from them. If they were smart they did what they were told and had a good life, given some freedoms and even a home on her land. Among her servants where her guards however, each one armed and ready to react to anything that wasn’t normal; mostly they were there to protect the slave and not inflect pain after all it was hard to sell slaves that had been beaten badly.
It wasn’t just slave that Isabela was in the business of, she also collected many rare items and artifacts around the universe, somewhere brought to her others she found on her own. Yes she was a very wealthy woman and she loved it, she had come from nothing and become something great. People sought her out for her wealth and beauty, which she gladly flaunt and use to get her everything she ever wanted.
The day was still early enough and so when Isabela heard the loud knocking on the door it caused her to raise her eyebrow and turn her head. She of course would not answer the door she had slaves for that and thugs to handle anyone not welcome. It wasn’t a day she was selling any slaves and most coming to sell to her would wait until afternoon; not this had to be someone that didn’t know she handle her business in the afternoon or evening not in the morning.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2015 0:08:56 GMT -8
The meeting was arranged a few days ago. This businesswoman was rather mysterious figure, but she accepted to meet with this certain Jedi Consular in her home planet. He was going to make a trip to Tatooine and visit her at her base. It was going to be a fairly easy deal. She had an old holocron he was interested in. It could be useless for anyone, but with Daniel Dumah; that was an entirely different case. He treasured every bit of information he could get his hands on. The holocron was going to prove useful for him.
He made the journey to Tatooine alone with the exception of a flight droid attached to the ship he borrowed from the Jedi Temple. It wasn't his, but he rarely got out of the library. So it wasn't a big priority for him to have a transport.
The flight was easy and nothing wrong happened. After he carefully landed in one of the designed hangars, Daniel stepped out of the small ship to head for their meeting place. He was dressed in large brown robes, which brushed down to his ankles. Inside his robes, he wore a black attire. His lightsaber was hanging from his utility belt. Of course, a pouch of credits were hidden somewhere in his cloths. It was better not to show it around. He didn't want to get robbed. Not that it would be easy. But someone could just pick-pocket him and he couldn't risk it after coming all the way to here.
Daniel didn't hide the fact he was a Jedi Knight. He never did undercover and it wasn't really his specialty. People showed respect toward the Jedi Order, so it was all to his advantage.
In all honesty, he wasn't excited to visit new places. He was never the one for sight seeing, unless it involved historical places with libraries. Tatooine was hardly beautiful for his interest.
Not even caring for renting a speeder bike or any other transport, Daniel walked in the bad shaped streets on foot. In fourty minutes, he was able to get out from the crowd of the orange coloured city. The house ahead was more like a palace. It was big and fancy, separating itself from the rest of the planet.
He faced a pair of guards at the entrance, who asked him what business he did seek here. Still in a relaxed posture, Daniel arched his brows and kept up with a neutral expression. "I have an appointment with Lady Isabela."
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 18, 2015 7:58:50 GMT -8
While her thugs answered the door, a young slave girl of twelve was the one to remind Isabela that she had in fact a meeting with one Jedi name Daniel this morning; it had been set up weeks ago and it was concerning an item he was interested in a holocron in fact. To Isabela the holocron was really nothing, it held information that she didn’t care about or really want to know but the fact that a Jedi was willing to travel all the way to her humble home in order to seek it out and buy it from her, well that made the item even more interesting. She was sure he brought money, what kind however would be the interesting part for on Tatoonie not all forms of credits was expected here, and just how much as well. Oh Isabela wasn’t going to let the item go cheap, nor was she going to let it just go without him working for it. If this jedi really wanted the item then he was going to have to really work for it. “ show the Jedi into the formal setting room, I shall be down there shortly.” The slave girl bowed and left the room to direct the Jedi into the room she was ordered to; offering him anything that he might need in order to be comfortable while he waited for her mistress.
Isabela on the other hand took her time, it was part of her game to make those seeking her treasures to wait for her; after all she didn’t’ want to appear eager. Instead she combed her hair, spray herself with some perfume that came from a planet many lightyears away from here that had a little touch of pheromones to it in order to drive men crazy. After checking her appearance in the mirror a few more times she was ready and left her room to head to the setting room where he was waiting. For the day she had dawned on a tight fitting tunic with a golden belt and tight black pants; giving her freedom of movement but also showing off her womanly assists.
As Isabela neared the door an older male slave opened it for her, her eyes found Daniel right away and she smiled brightly. “I’m sorry to keep you waiting, I don’t always receive visitors so early in the day as I have other business to attend to before I let buyers and sellers come into my home.” She crossed over to a chair across from him and sat down, sizing him up carefully and smiled once again. “Now my dear Jedi what is it that I can do for you today, in the market for a slave perhaps I have may to choose from. All you have to do is tell me what you’re looking for.” Oh she knew what he really wanted but she was toying with him a little.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2015 2:06:54 GMT -8
He was allowed inside and led into some large area with seats and a few small tables tossed around. It was decorated with expensive objects, as he noticed. The owner of the place was quite rich, he already knew. It actually reminded him of his family's house, who were both in the senate. Of course, the line of art was different, but he still had the memory of them. It had been a couple of months since last time Daniel contacted to them. They were in good terms, but Daniel had been extremely busy with his researches. He had to admit he could be forgetful about his personal relations most of the times.
He was told to wait in the room by a very young girl. He couldn't tell if she was a handmaiden or a slave, since it seemed to be legal in Tatooine. His blue eyes quickly scanned her for any bruises or change of colour in her skin. But there was none. In fact, she looked rather taken care of well. But that didn't change the fact she still had no freedom.
He was aware there was nothing the Order could do about the politics in Tatooine and he needed to keep his mouth shut about these things. He still didn't approve of what was going on around him, though.
Sitting in a chair, Daniel rested his elbows against his thighs and leaned forward. He didn't stroll around in an impatient fashion. Instead he just waited almost obediently in silence. He didn't even show signs of boredom in the meanwhile. He had ways of occupying his mind with his latest research, re-calculating things and re-arranging theories.
But when Lady Isabela arrived, he could notice her perfume as first thing. It was thick with something sweet, making him want to inhale more of that. But he quickly discarded the thought away, when she appeared in the waiting room. Sitting up in a more straight position, Daniel quickly pushed himself up on his feet in a respective manner. His arms were hanging by his sides, with his long and floppy sleeves covering them, almost reaching down to his knees in this position. His eyes were on the woman. No matter she was attractive for anyone else, Daniel didn't seem to be in notice. His mind mostly worked for business and nothing else.
"Lady Isabela." He gave her a small head bow, tone deep and low. His hair was messy like he completely forgot to take care of it. "I have no interest in... slaves." He paused for a brief second there, but then continued. "I'm here for the holocron we discussed before."
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 19, 2015 9:38:21 GMT -8
She liked that he called her lady Isabela and that he stood up when she entered, it showed he had some manners and a bit of charm to him. She had dealt with many people and many men who believe in trying to take advantage of her beause she was a woman; thinking they would be able to get away with more than they were willing to pay or thinking that she didn’t know how to run her own business. Those type of men were always shocked when they became out smarted by her and ended up in worse cases then they started before. It was the joy of living on Tatoonie, laws where different here and no one really question those who had power and wealth if someone went missing.
“Oh that is right you are here for the holocron, forgive me sometimes I have more business then I can keep track of sometimes.” Of course she hadn’t forgotten what he wanted, it was a test to see if he would think about her offer or maybe a way to see if she could sway him on what he came here to get. “I expect you would like to examine the item before we begin talking about price.” Picking up a bell Isabela rang it, the young girl once again came inside the room and bowed to her mistress waiting for her orders. “Bring me the holocron I have set out in the library please and a bottle of my finest wine.” The girl nodded and back out of the room, allowing Isabela to turn her attention back to Daniel again. “You must be thirty with your long walk here, this wine will not be like anything you ever tasted before it’s very rich and sweet. Though I will warn you you’ll not want to try any other wine again after this.” She smiled slightly as she changed her poition in her chair a little, setting back and crossing her legs; while letting a breeze to carry her perfume to him again. “We have a little time before my slave returns, why don’t you tell me what makes you so interested in this holocron that would cause a young jedi like yourself to leave your temple and travel all the way to the sands of Tatoonie.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2015 1:34:58 GMT -8
Daniel nodded at her suggestion for examining the holocron before the purchase. "It would be good." He said, sitting down once again. His large robes were touching down the floor in this position, which he didn't mind.
But when Lady Isabela summoned that young handmaiden again in order to give her orders for bringing the holocron and a bottle of wine, Daniel just watched them with mildly interested eyes. He didn't like the idea of freedom being snatched away from anyone. And droids could be used for this purpose instead of actual people. Though, he still said no word about it. He wasn't here to start an argument about morals. And the Order didn't send him here for this either. It wasn't like he was sent by any other one's orders either. It was Daniel who requested a trip to Tatooine for a vital piece of his research. The council accepted and gave him the permission for it. That was why he had to keep up with a good look for the sake of the Order.
"I..." Daniel started, squeezing a thoughtful expression in his attractive face. "... don't drink wine." He announced to the host. "I don't take alcohol." He added to make it clear. Daniel didn't like to lose control, even if it meant relaxing by the effects of any foreign chemical entering his system. Alcohol weakened his link to the Force, even if it was for a limited time. The last time he drank any had been ended with a very improper way. It was his previous padawan who insisted he needed to relax for a night. And Daniel was surely too relaxed, he chewed out every rule withing the master/padawan relationship. Maybe he could blame his padawan for seducing him while his mind was weak, but Daniel couldn't find the heard to do that. He couldn't blame a dead student at this moment.
For the question of Lady Isabela, Daniel arched his brows a little. She was asking about his interest in the holocron. And Daniel always enjoyed talking about his work. "I'm a Researcher. A Jedi Consular." He started and cleared his throat. "My research is based on biology and I'm trying to gather every piece of information I can find on this certain subject. Whether they are right or faulty, it's my duty to examine everything I can find." He could go on and on forever.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 20, 2015 8:23:10 GMT -8
Isabela studied him when he mention he didn’t drink, seeing the slight embarrassed look which caused her to smile. “Who got you drunk and what did they do to you.” She tilted her head slightly and smiled more. “Let me guess they seduced you,” She had seen that look before, had heard many stories like it before and though many believe she might have tried it Isabela believe in other ways of seduction than to getting someone drunk. When someone was drunk it was a lot less fun in her mind, after all they couldn’t remember what they did and half the time they would pass out before you could fully enjoy yourself; no she preferred someone awake a vibrant when she seduced someone. “Don’t worry my friend it not true wine, it’s too early to drink anything with alcohol in it, but trust me you will enjoy it.” To refuse her now after she stated he would be safe in drinking it would be an insult to her; something that wasn’t held highly in the richer classes of Tatoonie.
“And what kind of things do you research?” Isabela had to admit she was finding him rather interesting. She had had many people come to buy or sell things, a few she remember clearly because they had either been interesting or their encounter had been interesting. Isabela wasn’t ashamed of her overnight encounters with men, why should she be she was entitled. If she wanted to she could sell her very slaves to men for a night; not that she wanted into that kind of business she did have somewhat of a heart after all. “Locked away in a Jedi temple all day, I take it you don’t get out to see or experience much do you?” At that moment there came a knock and Isabela told the young girl to enter, directing her to place the items on the table next to Isabela; which she did then bowed out of the room. Standing carefully and slowly Isabela moved around to the little table and pour two glasses; then handed one to Daniel and sat back down. It was clear she wasn’t’ ready just yet to start talking about prices.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2015 10:10:56 GMT -8
For a moment, Daniel gave a very confused expression at Isabela. His face was a little twisted, as if he was trying to solve the biggest mystery in his head. But he had every right to be confused. It was like Lady Isabela was Force Sensitive and could get in his mind to take a view on his memories. Or maybe he was too obvious and she could read him like an open book. He wasn't sure.
Bowing his head a bit in shame, Daniel cleared his throat again. This was a topic he never spoke anyone about. And he preferred not to speak about it ever. Not only it was improper for his reputation in the Order, but also exclusive for his memories at this point. His padawan was dead and he wanted to remain respectful to her memory.
"I'm sorry. I can't talk about it." He said simply, closing the topic down before Lady Isabela pushed further about it. Thankfully, she was talking about the wine instead. Though, Daniel had to admit he was terrible with humanly interactions. Even the most basic one like holding out a conversation.
His blue eyes wandered around the room, as Lady Isabela spoke, asking him for his research. "Neurology." Daniel replied quickly, though not going into detail at this point. But another question came from the woman across him. Her handmaiden had returned with the orders she received before. Now Lady Isabela was pouring them drinks.
"I think it depends on the angle of view." Daniel said in return. It was true he spent most of his time in the temple, but he believed he was experiencing something important. He felt accomplished on his researches. And it was purely by his choice in the end. No one was forcing him for any of this.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 21, 2015 10:27:34 GMT -8
Isabela could see the pain on his face when she asked him about who seduced him, it was clear it wasn’t a happy memory and it caused her own heart to feel for him. She view love making as something that needed to be enjoyed and the memories of it should not be painful, if that had been his first time then he had been handed a bad hand; and something like that would most likely cause a man never want to try again. That again was something that would be horrible; no already Isabela was seeing it as her duty to fix this problem.
“Just neurology, or is there more to that.” She was digging it was true, he was so shy and awkward that Isabela couldn’t help but find it slightly charming. It was clear that he didn’t have much interaction with people which to Isabela meant he was all bent up inside and when he was finally given the chance to let go he would be a sight to see. “It must be very lonely and doesn’t allow you much chance to talk to someone.” After pour the drink she picked up the glass and handed it to Dan, but she didn’t return to her chair instead she sat down right next to him; very close that her thigh was touching his. She smiled and took a drink, waiting for his reaction to her closeness. She did this to unsettle him slightly, to see his reaction to her being so close, but as well to let her perfume to wash over him a little more in hopes to cause him to relax and receptive to her advances. “you don’t mind that I set here do you?” If he did she wouldn’t really move, she would slide over a little so that she was still close but not touching anymore but that was all the space she was going to give him right now.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2015 0:56:42 GMT -8
"There is always more in science." Daniel said in return. The details of his research was not needed. He also believed she wouldn't understand most of his sayings, if he went in detail. Lady Isabela was a collector, after all. She was not a biologist and Daniel preferred to keep this kind of talk for his padawan instead.
When the woman approached at him with drinks and sat by his side, Daniel gave a rather uncomfortable look. But he didn't say any words to object this. When Lady Isabela's knee was brushed to his, he shifted on his seat to give some more space in between them. He took the drink, though; and tried a sip from it. There was no alcohol in it, as she said.
Rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand, Daniel wanted to get right onto the topic. "May I take a look at the holocron now?" He asked politely, his blue eyes were wandering around the room; so he wouldn't stare at Lady Isabela. And that would be even weirder, if he did that.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 23, 2015 7:47:07 GMT -8
This man was clearly going to be a hard one to crack, he wasn’t willing to open up about anything which only caused Isabela to want to dig deeper. But she would wait to dig later, wait until she had him in a position where he could let it all go. Isabela was sure there was a pent up beast wanting to get out all she had to do was get Daniel to drop his close off ridged self. She smiled slightly as she wondered how much fun it would be to see him let it all go to sub come to his wild side. Oh she wanted to see it and experience it.
Isabela couldn’t help but smile even more as he tried to move away from her when she sat down close to him, it was clear he wasn’t use to a woman coming onto him. “Of course.” She answered taking a drink before standing up again to get the holocron, bring it over to him she handed it to him and sat down close to him again her leg touching his once again. She would give him time to look the item over, after all that was the point of today was selling this item and making money from it, anything else would be just extra though it was an extra she wanted. “So shall we talk about price than? Or would you rather just talk about you some more.” She already knew his answer, but she still just smiled and took another drink.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 3:24:55 GMT -8
He was offered the holocron and Daniel started to examine the cubic shaped item in both hands. With his attention fully on the very thing he cam here for, Daniel didn't seem to mind Lady Isabela's closeness much. he twisted it and turned, but didn't activate it. His eyes were on the signature of the original owner and that was when he knew he was holding the right item.
Once he paid for the holocron, then Daniel would be ready to go and leave Tatooine.
"I'd like to hear about the price." He said in a plain way, turning his face at Lady Isabela. When he made the first contact to the collector, they didn't talk about a price back then. But he brought more than enough for it. He could have a good guess on an average holocron and this was not really a collector's item. Even Daniel wasn't sure of the value of it. The information inside could be completely useless as well, which would make the holocron rubbish. But only time would tell... as well as his research progress.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 25, 2015 6:44:30 GMT -8
Isabela watched Daniel carefully as he looked over the holocron, taking a drink from her glass for time to time. She wasn’t sure what was inside of the holocron, or what it was that he wanted from it, but she could tell that he was excited. It was after all the real deal; Isabela didn’t deal with fakes. The only time she might deal with any fake item was to throw someone off her trail; that however didn’t happen often since many knew better then to try to steal from her or double cross her.
“Well since it had took quite a bit to track down the item and get my hands on it.” Isabela stated with a pause, standing up and walking back over to the table placing her glass down and looking out the window for a moment. It was clear she was taking her time letting him stew a little as she thought of the best price she might try to get from this encounter. She clearly knew how much other holocron’s cost and this one Holocron didn’t show any special information to it that would cause it to rise in price; except that a jedi wanted it. That of course would cause the price to go up a little but he other factor was Isabela wasn’t one to just let an item go without a little bit of fun. Many of her deals ended up at a card table with the item as a bet. “250 Trugutsis the price” She turned to look at Daniel, “Republic credits do not work here so I shall only take Trugtsis or 500 Wupiupi, do we have a deal?”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2015 1:55:16 GMT -8
His drink was forgotten after one single sip, now standing down on the floor; right next to his comfortable boots. His long robe was pooling down beside it in a dangerous closeness. With one careless move, the glass could be knocked over. But he was rather too focused on the holocron in his hands to notice that.
But then they came to the topic of the price and that was not what Daniel expected to hear. He had Republic credits on him. But that wasn't the main issue. He could always get them exchanged to other currency. Yet the price was too much and he certainly didn't have that much on him.
At first he arched his brows in a thoughtful manner. Then confusion could be read in his face. When he opened his mouth to speak, words didn't come out fast. He wasn't sure what to say now. But his refusal was made sooner or later. "That is too much." He said and shook his head. "This holocron may be completely worthless." He added, his blue eyes gazing over Lady Isabela. He really was not expecting to hear such a big price. It was true Jedi were not truly related to money in all aspects. But Daniel was a little familiar with this topic due to his parents. Not only they were important figures in the senate, they were also very wealthy. Daniel couldn't say he missed all the fancy stuff. He was a man who was married to his work in the end.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Feb 26, 2015 6:34:46 GMT -8
He was right the holocron might be worthless, but that wasn’t her concern as long as someone wanted it then it was worth something. It might end up worthless to him then that would be his deal not her own, she wouldn’t take the item back if it was cause what good would it be to her. “That the price I have for it.” She stated with a smile showing she wasn’t too willing to go down in price right now, oh she would in the end if he worked for it. It would take him playing cards against her to get to a price he wanted but for right now she would make him stew for it a little to really see how badly he wanted it. Those who really wanted an item would do almost anything to get it, was he one of those people or would he be willing to get up and walk away without the item.
“I’m not an unreasonable woman however, if you up to it we can play for the price.” She moved away from the table and went to a small desk, digging out a set of cards from a drawer and coming back over to Daniel to set next to him. “Each time you win I’ll drop the price down by 25, but if you lose.” She paused for a moment smiling at him with a wicked little grin. “I get an article of your clothing.” To Isabela this wasn’t a very unreasonable bet, after all what was clothing to the money she would lower the price of the time at in truth with each amount she could buy a bulk of clothing; no she was doing this to see if she could finally get him to let himself go a bit.
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