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HAPPY MAY THE FOURTH!

Here's something from Rayne and her 'special ship' involving Bode Akuna. I wrote a small series on how they met and stuff before the events of Jedi Survivor. If I get some likes on it, I'll probably post the next parts of it!

LADY AND THE SCOUNDREL: One of Three.

Rayne moved through the bustling streets of Mos Eisley with practiced precision. Her ashen white hair that was usually tied back in a loose braid, fluttered slightly under the desert wind. Her eyes, sharp and green, scanned the crowd from under the hood of her worn cloak. She was on the hunt, following the trail of a target who had been elusive for weeks. The chaos of the spaceport city offered no shortage of places to hide, but Rayne had grown accustomed to this kind of environment. Being a former Jedi, now a bounty hunter had given her a skill set perfectly suited for tracking down dangerous individuals. Her mind was focused on the credits, the ability to eat and buy herself new boots. The ones she had been wearing were nearly on their last leg, but still managed to get the job done even if they were fading around the outside. The leather had been flecking, creasing and squeaked badly. Another she had seen in the market, and she knew that this target would pay the fee handsomely and then some.

As she moved closer to the cantina where her informant was supposed to meet her, she felt a shift in the air. Her heightened senses, a remnant of her Jedi training, told her something…or someone was watching. She paused near a vendor’s stall, feigning interest in the wares while subtly scanning the area. That’s when she spotted him, leaning against a shadowed wall with an air of casual confidence. His piercing eyes met hers from across the street. Rayne’s heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by the intensity of his gaze. Was it nerves? Anxiety? Whatever the case, it took her a moment to find the familiarity, a low curse falling from her lips as she turned to once again focus on a gemstone necklace that pretended to catch her eye, "Damnit…You have got to be kidding me."

Bode Akuna. She recognized the name but had never met him face to face. A fellow bounty hunter, or at least that’s what the whispers suggested. His dark attire blended into the shadows, but the rugged edge in his posture and the ease with which he held his blaster hinted at a deeper complexity. Their eyes locked for a few moments longer than necessary as a strange sensation stirred in Rayne. It was as if she could feel his presence in a way. For the normally guarded woman, this roguishly handsome face had cut through her faster than she cared to admit. His dark hair looked ruffled about his head, giving him a slightly chaotic appearance, one that she hated to admit even to herself that she was deeply attracted to. She let her eyes look away from the other and moved down the seller’s street, picking up random trinkets to get her already slightly troubled mind off the man who had put a slight chink in her emotional armor.

He followed her with his eyes before he pushed off the wall and began to walk toward her, his movements fluid and deliberate. Rayne’s instinct was to remain guarded, but there was something in the way he looked at her that made her lower her defenses—if only slightly. He stopped just a few feet away, a smirk playing on his lips, moving to look at the things on the table beside her, lowering his voice to not draw attention to them in case they were being watched.

"You seem to be following the same trail I am." He said, his voice a low rumble, carrying just enough charm to make her suspicious. He took a few steps further into her space and she glared at him, moving down the large table laden with various hunting knives and other types of blades.

Rayne’s eyes narrowed, but she kept her tone even. "Get over yourself Loverboy, this mark is mine."

Bode chuckled, a sound that made her both irritated and intrigued. "Seems like we’re both after the same prize. How about we work together? Two hunters are better than one."

Rayne was about to refuse when something about his offer and the strange connection she felt to this man made her hesitate. She wasn’t used to feeling drawn to anyone, since being on her own. But Bode… there was something different. Before she could respond, a sudden burst of movement in the crowd caught her attention. Her target had finally shown his face. He had pretended to be a seller of those goods the two bounty hunters had been looking at when he overheard their conversation and he gasped louder than intended, catching their attention.

Without a word, Rayne bolted into action, weaving through the crowd with Bode close behind her. It was as if they were already in sync, their movements fluid and complementary. As they chased down the target, Rayne couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just another encounter. There was something about him, something dangerous, magnetic, and entirely irresistible.

By the time they had cornered the target in a dark alley, Rayne could feel Bode’s presence beside her like a shadow she couldn’t escape. As they stood there, side by side, their quarry subdued between them, Rayne turned to him, her breath still catching from the chase.

"I don’t need a GODDAMN partner!" She said her voice was softer than she intended. Bode’s smirk widened, his eyes holding hers. "Maybe not. But it seems like fate has other plans."

For the first time in a long while, Rayne found herself wondering if he might be right.

#bringing this back around.#i'd really like it if y'all would read it!

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