Twilight Fanatsy (Day 5 Late Evening)

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane took the offered hand and rose, "I'm no Makashi Duelist but I am pretty limber." She laughed, "...I was surprised you didn't ask why a bureaucrat was so well toned. Do you expect most of the Civil Service to be fitness types?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I assumed you were a runner." He offered as he began to lead her towards the floor. "A nervous timid girl and a bit too self conscious, seemed the type to exercise more then most." He offered her a wry smile. "Looking back, I notice there were a few holes in your story, but honestly most of us have more then a few secrets, and me more then most. So I didn't try to pry."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Oh? What holes?" She followed along, her other hand sliding the lightsaber into her clothing....concealing it from would be thieves, "Always room for improvement no?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"The bit about your education mostly. If I recall, a proper education in the republic would require dance lessons into your teens. The way you worded it, made it seem like you stopped earlier."

He paused for a moment before adding. "There may be more, but I'll have to think about it." As they arrived on the door floor, he let go over her hand, his arm sliding around her waist as he moved in closer. "Just follow my lead." He whispered as his lips drew near her ear. "And if you get uncomfortable say so."

With that he'd move to fully face her and begin to dance, hoping she would join in. It was high tempo, and more then a little erotic, the throbbing beat of the music demanding at least that much.

[Yslane Tssilla]

"I knew I should have kept up my lessons," She took a place across from Zane and joined in the dance, Yslane mostly followed his lead but as the song goes on she starts to experiment. "Hard to fit in between lightsaber and meditation practice." She smiled.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I wouldn't be adverse to practicing with you some." He said lips curling into a playful smile. "If you can find the time of course." His hands wouldn't wander too much during the course of the dance, but she would definitely know he was there.

Letting his eyes drift to hers he smiled. "I do have to say, I have a bit of a confession to make."

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane only nudges his hands away a few times, usually by incorporating it into her dance and slipping back. "A confession? Are you some noble prince who is just down on his luck after succession crisis? And you need a lovely young Jedi to help you take your throne back?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"And if I were? Would you fly across the galaxy with me? Help me retake what is mine? A story of forbidden romance mixed in along the way?" His smile was a bit mischievous as he watched her, the dancing making it so there eyes could only occasionally meet.

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Romance? No." She replied, with a weary smile, "Would I help if it were true? That depends on how just your claim was. And how noble you truly are." Yslane's smile turned more friendly, "I am a Jedi after all, righting wrongs is what the stereotype says we do."

[Zanebry Varliss]

He chuckled lightly. "I suppose luckily enough for the both of us, that story is nowhere near the truth. My own tale involves things much darker."

"No, what I meant to say was." He offered a playful smile. "Some of your friends outed you earlier. As a jedi."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Today?" She shrugged, "I outed myself yesterday in front of the people who mattered: the Sith. Though some had suspected me far sooner." Yslane sighs, "Some of the Order can hide their connection to the Force, I am not one of them and got careless."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"It's easy to do, especially when you're still young. I suppose my best piece of advice in that department would be to never underestimate your opponent." He offered her a crooked smile. "I'd also say keep your lies a bit closer to your self. It's a bit harder to step out of the box that way."

"Though that comes with its own bit of danger."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Its a bit harder when those trained to recognize it see you light up like a beacon," Yslane nodded, "It's....hard to explain to someone who doesn't have a connection to the Force. Still thanks for the advice."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I imagine that must make things difficult." He mused with a easy smile. "And with the number of sith here...." He trailed off, it seemed like it was almost bound to happen. "You're welcome, though it might not be much use to you."

"So...." He smiled slightly. "Have I given away enough of myself for you to chance some guesses? Or perhaps you already know a few things?"

[Yslane Tssilla]

"A Republic Soldier." Yslane smiled, "And retired young. So burned out." Her smile grew more weary. "Black Ops?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

It was close enough so he offered her a smile. "There's a bit more to the story, but I'll give you an 'A's Yslane."

"That last part though, I take it that it bothers you?"

[Yslane Tssilla]

"I know that it's the sort of world that burns people out easily." Yslane's smile turned more apologetic. "A woman involved?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"That it is." He replied with a smirk. "With you suspect black op's before tonight?"

When she turned the topic to women he chuckled. "Probably not in the way you'd think."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"From the moment you said ex-military." She spun around, "At your age....I knew you were out here because you didn't want to be in the Republic anymore. Which means probably something beyond the usual death and destruction in the war. Something that left a bad taste."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Figured that might be the case." He slid in close wrappings arm around her and onto her stomach, pulling her, though they could not quite touch as they danced of the floor.

"Bad taste? Was something like that." He paused. "Though even now I'm not sure if I was really ready to stop fightning."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"The Republic still needs every able body...I'm sure there are less unsavory duties one could do...." Yslane keeps herself shifting in the void between Zane's arms and body.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"There's more to it then that, I don't know if returning will be that easy." He shrugged smirked his face drawing close to her ear. "But if you ask real nice I might tell you a secret."

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane cocked her head to the side, "Oh? I thought secrets were a commodity here. What's the asking price?" She smirked.

[Zanebry Varliss]

"They are, but I'm willing to part with this one for fairly low." He paused pondering it. "How about a kiss? Lips or the cheek, your choice."

"I'll even take payment after delivery."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Oh? Want to kiss a Jedi?" Yslane raised a brow, "Very well, I will accept your offer. And depending on the secret will give cheek or lips."