#emiisaurus

1: When did you lose your virginity?

There's a few minutes of stony-faced silence.  Ru'sila has her arms folded against her chest and is openly scowling.  After awhile, she finally begins to speak -- and there's the smallest suggestion of a smile on her face.  "First time?  Aw hell, it was good.  We'd just gotten out and just gotten our ship and had a few credits to burn.  Went out earlier that day and bought some stuff to make it a little more ... well, y'know, like you wanna live in it.  We bought these sheets, and, y'know, we'd always kinda wanted t' do it -- Look, I ain't gettin' into the details, but it was a hell of a lot nicer than it coulda been, considering that my virginity was first offered to him as a prize.  But he didn't know.  And I didn't know.  So anyway, we did it in the bed of our ship for hours and it was a great time."

11: What does your favourite sexy underwear look like?

"My favourite pair of sexy underwear?  It's purple mesh with sparkly bits woven into it.  They tie on.  Ask Twinkletits how easy they are to take off with your teeth."

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower?

"Sex is better in the shower.  Run a bath and you just make a mess.  And I'm too lazy to clean up a mess like that.  Besides, you can keep all the suds on you that way."

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny?

Do I get to bring my hoverround scooter and plaid lap blanket?

scuse me while i grab my iPod and jam out to some Space Oddity.

did you just David Bowie up in here

Her child loved the garden.  It was the brightest spot in the entire compound; a small grassy plot with fruit trees and a fish pond and a few lazy blurrgs that spent their time sunning themselves on the boulders spaced throughout.

Hanneke sat in the grass, her head tilted back to enjoy the unexpected sunlight on Dromund Kaas, when Elatar’s happy gurgle caught her attention.  She cast her eyes back down to see him sitting up amongst the grass, blades of green poking out from between the fingers of his chubby brown-orange fist.  He noticed her looking at him and smiled widely, an endearing gap-toothed grin as he held out his hand.

“Mama,” he said, holding out his grass-filled hand, his yellow eyes wide with wonder.  Hanneke laughed, scooting herself back a few paces.

“What do you have, honey?”  She held out her hands, beckoning him to come toward her.

Elatar frowned slightly, looked down at his hand and back up at his mother, and reached again.  “Mama.”  His tone was insistent and he stared at Hanneke, looking extremely put out at the fact that she wasn’t coming to pick him up.

“Come here,” Hanneke said, a soft smile on her face, “and show me what you’ve found.”

He did.   She watched in awe, her heart swelling as Elatar took his very first steps.  He didn’t quite know what to do with his own legs, but he stood up and took a few stumbling steps straight into her arms, tripping at the end such that the handful of grass flew into her face.