#zaffi

“Ok, now see this sensor that’s flashing. That’s telling you there’s something too close to your left-hand side.” 

Zaffi took hold of the steering and tilted right with a steady firmness that impressed Kudra. She was learning fast and had a natural feel for the ship.

“Do you see what I mean now?”

“Huh?” The nightsister looked at Kudra in confusion.

“About the ship becoming a part of you after a while? And you can feel how to move seamlessly through even tight spaces?”

“Meh. I guess. I’m just following your instructions.”

Kudra crossed her arms and let out a small sigh-laugh before sinking back into her seat.

“You still haven’t told me where you want to go.”

“I’m not sure, Zaffi. I mean our options are to go back to Coruscant and find my old boss, or i dunno find our own way in the galaxy somehow.”

“Girl, we can do anything we want. We don’t need your old boss. Unless you want to go back there. But it doesn’t sound like you do.”

“It was just so nice not having to work under anyone for that short while.” Kudra sighed as she daydreamed for a moment. “I don’t know what else to do. Piloting was all I did before Maul.”

“Bleh, I don’t want to hear about that dumb nightbrother again. You were great before him and you’re great now. You don’t need to be a pilot anymore if you don’t wanna. I mean what’s your dream?”

“Remember Lehon? That place was so beautiful. It seems like it would be cute to run a little sidewalk cafe there on the beach.”

“THAT’S YOUR DREAM?”

“Hey, screw you! I’m trying to open up to you.”

“Ok, ok you’re right, I just..find that hard to believe with how powerful and smart you are is all.”

“Psh, I really just want to be able to mind my own business, ya know. Not hafta be concerned about making a boss or bosses happy. Just do my own thing. Whatever that may be.”

“Yeah I get that.”

“Well what’s your dream?” Kudra leaned towards Zaffi from her seat, studying her face as the nightsister considered her answer.

“To run a sidewalk cafe with my best friend in Lehon.”

“Zaffi! I mean it!! What do you dream about?” Kudra threw a playful punch into Zaffi’s arm.

“Honest, Kudra, I don’t know other than to just be carefree and happy. I don’t have a big plan in mind or anything. If you want to go back to Lehon, I’ll go with you. Or wherever. I like being with you.”

“I really like being with you too.”

“Yeesh well, that’s enough sap for today. So make up your mind, where are we going?”

Kudra hummed lightly and typed into the computer’s navigation system. 

“To Lehon it is.”

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It was all Zaffi could do the past few days was gush about her new fling. Kudra had grown used to her flirtatious ways. She’d lost track of the flings and one night stands the nightsister had gotten herself into. Not that Kudra cared or judged her friend in any way. Kriff, she used to be the exact same way before, before all this Sith nonsense. 

Admittedly, this new crush of Zaffi’s had taken on a life of it’s own. It was Hardcase this, Hardcase that. Mentionitis was putting it lightly. It was a nice distraction, so Kudra didn’t mind. Zaffi was happy and it was contagious.

Kudra had agreed to go out with Zaffi to meet the famed Hardcase. The smokin’ hot soldier that had stolen the Nighsister’s heart. It felt like it had been ages since Kudra had been out to a club, and not just drinking her feelings away at a hole in the wall cantina. 

They entered the club and it was dark and noisy as expected. They were early, but it was still filling up fast inside. Zaffi spotted her beau almost immediately and pointed him out to Kudra.

“Look there he is. Isn’t he hot?!” 

He was tan and muscular and that’s about all Kudra could discern from the distance and low lighting.

“Hardcase!!” she yelled towards the man, but he didn’t seem to notice or hear. She kept calling towards him as they walked closer. 

“Wait a minute, he doesn’t have the same tattoo anymore? How is that possible?” Zaffi and Kudra stopped dead in their tracks as they assessed the situation.

“Um Zaffi, what’s going on?”

Four other men turned towards the women all with the same face, but different haircuts and facial tattoos.

“Hiya, ladies, were you looking for Hardcase? He’ll be right out, had to drain the snake ahaha” the men all laughed and Kudra and Zaffi just eyed eachother with bewilderment.

It was only a short moment before another identical man appeared and immediately wrapped Zaffi up in a hug.

“Zaffi! I’m so happy you came! And you brought your friend, Kudra right? I’m Hardcase. It’s so nice to meet you.” The soldier extended his hand to Kudra’s and she reluctantly took it.

“Hardcase…what… you didn’t tell me you had like 5 twin brothers? What is going on?”

“Oh uh that.. yeah we’re clones. There’s a lot more than 5 of us…”

“...wha..?” Zaffi was so caught off guard, Kudra supposed she didn’t know what emotion she was feeling or which one to show.

“Err, sorry, cyar’ika, I guess it just never came up…” Hardcase looked uneasy as he shifted his balance between his feet and fidgeted his hands.

“Oh... it’s ok, it’s just such a shock I suppose.” She leapt up to hug Hardcase around the neck.

“Now, Kudra will have plenty of eligible men to pick from tonight.” She laughed in her wicked fun way and Kudra smiled with unease.

“I think I’ll go get a drink”

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