#jyotii

[joalenko]

here’s my alena and @jedimasteramell‘s jyotii for OC kiss week :^)

(and here’s the companion fic for these two written by jedimasteramell!)

[jedimasteramell]

A Long Time Ago in a Galaxy Far Far Away… (Part 2)

[jedimasteramell]

Lady Luck

Original Characters // SFW // SWTOR

First entry for #ockissweek! Alena is @cipher-agent and Jyotii was not prepared. I hope I did her justice <3 <3 

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Cantinas were good for a grand total of two things: alcohol and dancing. And that was the good ones, not the sparkling clean rich-bitch hang outs or the waystops that served off-duty soldiers. The ones that were alive with light and sound, that smelled like sweat and stale liquor and had a blaster mark or two on the walls. The ones with personality and history, just the right mix of dark dealings and ambiance.

Thus Port Nowhere was nothing less than perfect.

For such a short girl, Jyotii cut an imposing figure through the crowd, the lead of a band of Cathar all at the minimum a full head taller than her. She nodded and the group slowly disolved, each pirate in search of their own prefered vices. Rolling her neck, the tawny Cathar narrowed her deep blue eyes on a sabacc table near the bar. Maybe lady luck was on her side tonight.

She settled down, adopting a composure of great relaxation, gesturing to the bartender for a drink. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the glance of another young Cathar, a girl with bright green eyes and a curious expression. Jyotii winked at her, pleased to earn a slight blush. “Okay. deal me in.” She said to droid monitoring the game.

After a few decent hands, the crowd at the table shuffled, spacers grumbling about their loosings and cursing their various idols of . Jyotii, however, wasn’t yet out for the count, confident she could turn it around in the next few rounds. She stretched languidly, running a hand across her braided scalp, and made a beeline for the bar. Graceful despite her heavy armor, she hopped up on a stool beside the Cathar she’d spotted earlier.

“Hey,” She greeted flicking a clawed nail to the bartender before turning her blue-eyed attention back to the girl beside her. “Never seen you around here before, Id have noticed a cute one like you. What’s your name?”

The other girl smiled, narrowing her eyes at Jyotii, catching the star of her drink in the corner of her mouth. “Alena. If you need to know.” 

Jyotii grinned toothily at the tease in the reply. “Alena hmm, pretty name, and whats a cute girl with a pretty name doing all the way out in this hole?”

Alena’s look in response was practiced and coy, maybe surprised, but enjoying the attention. “Probably the same thing you are, a break from the hectic restrictions of core space, and searching for a place to lay a few credits down.”

Jyotii took her drink in one hand from the bartender, delighting in their banter. Alena clearly could hold her own among all the scum and drunks here, no one had bothered her since Jyotii arrived in a way Alena hadn’t handled. Even if she was being purposely elusive, she wasn’t doing it out of fear, just practicality. Jyotii admired a sharp, confident woman.

“It seems you know so much about me, but I know so little about you. What is it you do? Youre too sane for spice running, and too personable to deal in weapons.”

Alena’s smile lit her eyes as she set her finished drink on the bar counter with chiming clink. “Do you want me to spoil the surprise, or do you want to keep guessing and find out?”

“Does it mean I get a tour of your ship later, I’d love to see what you like flying under you.” The pirate girl’s words were clear enough, even before the feisty flick of her tongue past her canines. “I bet you’ve got all sorts of-”

“Boss you in for another round or what!”

Jyotii’s eyes couldn’t have rolled further back in her head at the interruption from one of her crewmates. Folks were returning to the sabacc table and one of the scarred (and now broke) Cathar she’d come in with stood by her former chair expectantly. Pssst. Those boys probably lost all their credits to that Roidian smuggler she was almost positive was cheating, and they needed her to get them back. She lamented as much to Alena, whom appeared amused by the whole debacle. “Those boys are so useless. But its a leader’s duty to help their crew out. How about I get you another drink before I go hmm?”

“That would be lovely… and your name was what again?” She almost pouted, and damn did Jyotii regret having to get up from their flirting.

“It’s Jyotii.” She said having waved down the bartender once more. She did her best to look cool and casual as she swung off the seat, a credit chit enough for them both left on the counter.

“Well Jyotii, you cute girl with a cute name, thanks for the chat, maybe I’ll see you around sometime? Assuming of course you manage to get out of here with any credits at all.”

Ouch, Jyotiis ears flattened ever so slightly, so Alena had seen how poorly she’d been playing all night. And she turned her own flirt back on her! What a girl. “Yeah I think I can manage to hold onto some of my honor, and chits.”

Alena’s deep green eyes twinkled in the low neon lights. “Well then, here, for good luck.”

It was Jyotii’s turn to blush when Alena pressed a quick kiss against her lips. She caught the briefest scent of fur and liquor before the moment ended and the pirate was left standing like some starstruck nerf in front of the bar. Past her, her crewmates laughed and hollered for her to get back to them. Oh she’d never hear the end of this.

Alena raised a tawny eyebrow and brushed her hair back behind her ear. She’d beaten Jyotii at her own game. “See you around Jo.” The spacer stood, downed her newest drink and winked at Jyotii before she slipped into the crowd, ostensibly back to her ship.

Moon-mother take her, damn.

Hardly able to shake her head clear, Jyotii returned to the card table to the cheers of her crew.

And she never played better than she did that night.

[jedimasteramell]

”This is going to be fun.”

Pirate Princess Jyotii for your viewing pleasure, she makes the best expressions.