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Oh look! Someone else who has hot chocolate and fuzzy slippers. Great minds think alike, don't they?

"Hey Sam."

"Sam." A frowny looking Zekk walks over to her, stops, and crosses his arms around his chest as he leans against the bar. "Happy? We-"

His eyes flicker over to a blonde Jedi, and the frown deepens. "Sandflea. What the kriff are you doing here?"

"Hey guys. Wow. Mean language, Zekk." Sam eyes him. "You know, it's not very nice to call people names."

Tahiri shoots a glare at Zekk. "What are you doing here? Sam wanted to talk to me."

She turns her back on the Joiner and addresses the Earth girl. "He always talks like that. It's why nobody likes him."

"Jaina forced us down here. What, not happy to see us?" He grins at her and then turns to look at Sam.

Zekk shakes his head. "Not name calling if it's the truth."

"Actually, I wanted to talk to you both." Samantha watches them. "And I can already see that I was right. And I'm going to have to rub that in Jaina's face."

She grins and turns to Zekk. "So how long have you liked Tahiri?"

Tahiri sets her drink down on the nearest available surface. She has a feeling she really shouldn't be dealing with hot liquids right now.

Zekk glares blaster bolts at Sam. "Sithspawn, we do not like Tahiri!"

"Really? Because you sure as hell act like it. Everyone knows calling girls names and picking at them is just a way of flirting. An immature way, but still a way." Samantha says matter of factly. "So...how long has it been? And Tahiri? How about you?"

"..."

This is so, so wrong. Because... Zekk is a kriffing vent crawler.

"I've got better taste than that," she manages tightly.

"So do we." He smirks at Tahiri. "Dating someone like her would be bad for our repuation."

The smirk turns into a wry smile, and Zekk shrugs. "Anyway, we love Jaina."

"Yeah, well, she's not in love with you. In case you didn't notice." Sam snaps. "So maybe you need to move on. How long have you been in love with her? And she hasn't gone bounding to you yet, now has she?" She turns on Tahiri. "And what's so wrong with Zekk? If I wasn't married, I might give him a chance."

Or not. Because of the fact he's connected to the brain to her best friend. That's...weird. "You guys just need to give each other a fucking chance."

Tahiri snorts. "He'll never move on. Stubborn ronto. As for what's wrong, you want me to list it alphabetically?"

She crosses her arms over her chest.

Zekk looks downward as Sam talks about Jaina, hoping his dissapointment/anger/frustration isn't leaking through the Force to Tahiri. He shakes his head. "Don't care."

At Tahiri's comment, his head jerks up and he glares at her. "Vaping hawkbat. You liked that kiss. We know it."

"Look, Zekk, I'm sorry if I hurt you--" she sputters for a moment. "WAIT. You two kissed? Oh God, this is so great. Do it again. Right now."

"That didn't count and you know it," she snaps back at Zekk. "Ambushing a girl like that, you ought to be ashamed!"

That's not to say that she's denying his claim... but it still doesn't count.

Then Samantha gets a glare of her own, mixed with a sort of slack-jawed shock that Sam would even suggest such a thing.

He blinks, and makes clicking sounds in the back of his throat, staring at Tahiri in shock. "That wasn't an ambush! You kriffing asked for it."

"She's asking for it again." Sam interjects. "Or I'm asking, and we'll pretend Tahiri asked."

"That wasn't what I meant and you know it!" she exclaims hotly.

He just twisted it all around to make fun of her and really, that wasn't very nice of him.

Zekk cocks his head, considering Sam's words and Tahiri's. Right now? He is liking Sam's idea so very much more.

The smirk reappears and he winks at Tahiri. "What? Wanted more than just that kiss?"

Sam sits back and watches this with raised eyebrows. "Well...if you're going to do that, you can take that upstairs." She flails. "But wait! You have to kiss here first."

Ohhhh, that smirk just makes her angrier. Sam acting as if this were a show for her own amusement isn't helping.

"Look," she says, voice hard and low. "I've had enough of this. I don't know what game you're playing but it needs to end right kriffing now."

"Oh, we can end it, sandflea."

Zekk uncrosses his arms and launches himself up from the bar, turning to take a step closer to Tahiri. The smirk persists.

This is almost as fun as bickering with her.

"Shame to end it before we even start, though."

Sam doesn't say anything this time around. It's getting a little too intense for her to come up with words.

She might be able to slink away soon if they continue this. She feels she's in danger of being smacked by horomones.

Except when they bicker, Tahiri's much more confident about her ability to gain the upper hand. Sam's probably got the right idea about the dangerous levels of horomones in the air.

Her arms are still crossed over her chest, and Tahiri stands her ground. "If you aren't careful, vent crawler, I'll break a limb you're going to miss later."

He takes another step closer. "We've heard that threat before, sandflea."

Well, something similar at any rate... that maybe wasn't exactly directed to him.

"Doesn't scare us at all." Zekk's grin wides. "Well? Ready for that kiss?"

Sam tilts her head, watching them, glancing around quickly before kicking Zekk in the back of the leg so it sends him closer to Tahiri. Maybe even into her, she turns around quickly and doesn't quite see the results.

Tahiri reaches out to catch him purely by reflex-- if she'd had time to think about to think about it, she would have let him fall.

Zekk lands right in to her, banging his head hard against her chin. He blinks and rubs his head with one hand as the other wraps itself around her back.

"Gottcha."

A smirk and a chuckle, and then Zekk leans in for the kiss.

Samantha turns her head to watch them, eyebrows in threat of dissapearing.

Well, if Sam's going to watch they might as well put on a good show.

Tahiri's hands snake up to tangle in Zekk's hair (that's the danger with wearing it long) and she leans up on her toes, meeting him halfway.

She kisses as if it's a contest, a competition, or a sparring match-- and maybe, in her mind, it is.

Zekk threads his hands in her hair, crushing Tahiri's face to his.

He's not minding this competitive kissing. Far from it. It's different than any kiss he's ever shared with Jaina, and even different from the kiss they shared a few nights ago.

'course, it helps that his mindmate currently has no clue what's going on.

Zekk continues to kiss her as the hand around her back begins to sink slowly downward.

Different because this time she was prepared for it, maybe.

Tahiri breaks away first, both for oxygen and to give Zekk a warning whisper. "Watch that hand, bugkriffer."

Strangely enough, she's smiling when she says it.

He laughs quietly and smiles back at her. "We can take this someplace more private, sandflea."

Zekk leans in for another quick kiss. "Well? You game?"

Sam nods. "Mmk then." She stands and flees, most likely to find Jaina and gloat.

She only hopes it ends how she wants so she can gloat more.

Sam's departure registers in the back of Tahiri's mind, but she's too busy to say goodbye.

Somewhere along the line, she has picked up a slight flutter in the pit of her stomach and a voice that screams in her head to stop stop stop unfamiliar territory what are you thinking nope not thinking what harm can it do it's only zekk.

The voice falls silent and Tahiri bites her lip, smiling coyly back up at Zekk. "My place or yours?"

His grin widens some more and right now, Zekk's more than happy Jaina's fast asleep and can't sense any of this.

Morning's going to be strange enough.

"Yours," he replies a second later.

It's further from Jaina's room. Safer.

Ahaha, just wait until they show up for lightsaber practice in the morning. Or miss it completely because of sleeping in. Jaina'll be really happy then.

Tahiri nods and somehow in the midst of untangling themselves she manages to grab Zekk's hand and half lead, half pull him towards the stairs.