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Sun, Moon, Star, and Sky	By : Royality Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Old Republic Views: 2982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars: The Old Republic, Bioware, EA Games, or Lucas Arts, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“What’s with this ‘we’ business, again?”
Stopping to smile, Tsuki had reached out to Torian’s arm.
“You keep saying ‘we’ like this had something to do with you.”
Stopping himself from leaving, Torian looked at the tugging.
“It’s got something to do with you, then it’s got something to do with me. It’s that simple.”
You don’t remember.
Torian wanted to scream out what he was really thinking, but couldn’t.
“That’s not simple at all! Geesh…”
You don’t remember what you said to me that night.
“How is that not simple? We’re in this together. I got your back and you got mine, right?”
You said you needed me, and then we…
“…Of course I do. I just…”
There was a round of silence between the two and the grip on the plated arm became stronger.
I don’t know how much longer I can bottle this up.
Leaning in, Torian’s urges could be felt like the room was being pressurized. Those blue eyes were hard to resist or look away from. They were also extremely close…and…
“Boss. Boss.”
The earpiece beeped from the small end table, filling the room with Mako’s voice. The tension broke as Tsuki hurried from being nearly pinned to pick it up. Half holding the device close to his mouth, he answered.
“Yes? What?”
Sighing, all of the muscles in Torian’s body seemed to relax at once. He turned to leave, but was surprised when his arm was grabbed again. Looking over, he saw the avoided gaze of his boss, who was still speaking to Mako over the comlink.
“Well, fix it then. Why are you bothering me with this shit?”
It wasn’t clear what Mako was saying back, but she didn’t sound too happy.
“Figure it out then! I’m busy. Yeah. Yeah. Alright.”
Pushing the disconnect button, the earpiece was tossed unceremoniously onto the end table again.
“Damn girl. Always complaining about something…”
“She does that. It’s cute though, right?”
Looking over, Tsuki just shrugged.
“Be cuter if she didn’t complain about every little damn thing. Like...you. You don’t complain much.”
“Ain’t got much to complain about.”
“Suppose that’s true…”
Silence again.
The hold on Torian’s arm had yet to be released. Was he supposed to be doing something? Reaching down, the free hand moved on top of Tsuki’s grip, resting without pushing it away. There was a shield up, and not the tech or energy type. It was a personal barrier that kept people at a distance. The closer Torian got, the more he felt the resistance.
“Tsuki.”
Nothing.
The green eyes stayed looking at the rusted over wall, as if there was a window there.
“Tsuki.”
“You’re worried about me, right? You think I’m going to run off and not come back? Get my head blown off or just find Celi and never return?”
“Aren’t you?”
“Maybe. Haven’t thought about it that far ahead.”
The green eyes finally looked to Torian and the scarred lips had a soft smile.
“You pulled me out of that trench, right? Damn guy had a few friends waiting trying to rob me. Good thing I got most of them, but that sniper shot me in the chest. How long did you watch before you jumped in? My aim is good, but you had your sniper rifle too, didn’t you? I shot a guy in the chest, you took off his head. Bang. Clean shot.
“…I was there for a while. Thought I could tag them before you took a hit. I was bit slow though. Snow blinded.”
“You hate the snow.”
“I do. Gun nearly froze. Had to keep a heater probe up.”
The bounty hunter laughed, giving a tug to Torian’s arm. It was almost playful and managed to pull the Mandalorian over. While they were nearly the same height, Torian stood just a tad bit taller. The height difference caused Tsuki to look up, the messy white hair shifting just enough to barely expose both eyes. The elegant writing of the tattoos showed a bit clearer, though it was in a language that Torian didn’t understand. He had never bothered to ask what it meant, but he did enjoy how it looked. Distinctive, like his own Mandalorian facial brands.
“You keep staring at me like that, Tor.”
“I…keep..staring? Oh…well, I guess so.”
“….So you going to do something or what?”
“That’s the second time you’ve said that to me.”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
There was another laugh from Tsuki, who wasn’t really sure what Torian was talking about.
Why won’t you remember?
“I should go.”
Turning, Torian moved to leave the room, leaving Tsuki in a lurch.
“The hell? The second time? Torian, what are you…”
The door slid closed, marking Torian’s departure. Standing alone in his room, Tsuki stood there. His mouth was slightly open as he was left alone and in shock. Any other person with the right state of mind would have taken this time to consider what Torian meant and quietly reflect. It took someone like Tsuki to not only get mad, but grab a pistol as he chased after the blonde. Instead of being yelled at, Torian found himself ducking from a red blaster shot which reflected off of the pipe, directly above his head.
“Woah!”
Turning around, he saw a very hostile bounty hunter with taped-up ribs, wielding a white blaster pistol that was probably already aimed at a major organ.
“TSUKI! What the hell?!”
“You don’t get to say something cryptic like that then walk out on me? Who do you think I am?!”
“Tsuki, what are you doing?!”
Torian tried to walk up, but was forced to jump back as another shot was fired at his feet.
“Alright! Alright! Just calm down…”
“I am calm!”
There wasn’t really arguing that this was one of Tsuki’s calmer states. The fact that he hadn’t shot Torian directly was an indication.
“What the hell do you mean; I said that to you before?”
“That…”
Looking behind, Torian saw a gathering of the other shipmates. It wasn’t the first time Tsuki had chased one of his companions around with a pistol. Skadge and Gault both turned away with shrugs. The only ones possible upset about this was Mako and the droid. Blizz couldn’t hold back his laughter.
“Can we talk about this in private?”
Torian’s hands were up in defeat, lowering his voice. Staring, Tsuki finally relaxed the weapon.
“Fine. “
He turned to go back into his room. Once the door had shut, Torian relaxed. Just as he was heading in there, he was suddenly grabbed by Mako.
“Torian! You can’t go in there! You don’t know what he’ll do!”
“He’s just sore right now. It’ll be okay.”
“Wh…Why do you trust him so much? All he does is fight with you and kill innocent people.”
“Never seen him kill anyone that didn’t have it coming.”
“Does everyone have it coming…?”
“Most do. You just don’t understand.”
With that he smiled, patting her on the shoulder.
“Keep looking into those names for me, alright?”
“…Alright.”
Pushing the button on the wall, the door opened. Tsuki had already taken back to bed, injecting himself with another kolto shot. All the excitement got his wounds to seep again. Walking in, the door closed. This time, Torian turned around to put in the code to keep it locked.
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