Twi'lek dancing girls were so much sweeter in the perfection of one's dreams. They moved just so, and the looked like a slice of heaven on a gilded platter as they moved on the dance floor. Their smiles were tantalizing, their mouths inviting, beckoning to him to come and drink deeply. They were life-sustainers and to a dying man they offered such ( Read more... )

[bendy-slow timed to ease the burden on both muns because dude...RL sucks]He had every intention of going to Wes and Aidan's wedding. All he had to do was get on the plane and go...and then work called him. Seems his understudy came down with a freak case of laryngitis and no one else was cut out for the task. So he had to cancel his plans, ( Read more... )

He always knew that the reason he had been alone for so long was because he had always believed in playing for keeps and it's hard to win the game when the other side sees nothing worth keeping ( Read more... )

At some point today, when Ton is not around, Face will find a shoebox. It will look like an ordinary, every-day shoebox.

The only reason why Face might open it is because of the badly-drawn hawkbat wearing an eye-patch that is on the lid.

Inside this shoebox, should Face be moved to look inside, ( is the following... )

"And to our son, Ton, we bequeath the entire Phanan estate, to be used in the pursuance of his education and chosen career."The words were scarcely heard, as the full brunt of every eye fell upon him. He ignored the stares and the slack-jawed expressions. What the kriff did they expect, those greedy bastards? Like his parents would have left them ( Read more... )

[ooc: This is part of an RP arc that was supposed to run concurrently with Face and Wes' story-arc. Needless to say that we both got caught up in RL stuff and have decided to just post fic-style highlights to get things down. This takes place a few days after THIS.]

What do you mean you haven't seen any of them, yet?" Ton was astounded ( Read more... )

( If... )

You Are Dublin Mudslide Ice Cream
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Saw this is Face's journal and it looked interesting. Am pretty pleased with the result.

( I am... )

Sometime after his date with Alisha, Ton is back home. He doesn't ntoice anything outside of the fact that, after he locks the door behind him and tosses his keys on the table by the door, he falls back on the couch in a happy daze. He stares at the ceiling, hand on his chest, just enjoying the feeling of being alive ( Read more... )