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'Actually I was wondering if we could play by a different set of rules.' Alright, but we're still playing Republic Senate style.' 'You're the only one still awake.' She said, and then at his look of mock hurt she added, 'And I'm in the mood for a few games of pazaak.'ДЄtton sighed. Raia shrugged and leant back against the closed door. She grinned lazily at Atton and took a sip of whatever was in the mug she held.ДЄtton smiled back at her, all irritation suddenly evaporating. She had clearly just gotten out of bed her hair was tussled and, although she was wearing one of her many robes, she didn't have on the leggings that normally went underneath it. Annoyed, he turned around to see who had invaded what had become his domain and was startled to see Raia. It was the sound of the cockpit door sliding shut. Satisfied that his thoughts were safe, he allowed himself to think about Raia in that dancer's outfit.ДЄ loud clang startled him out of his pleasant imaginings. He made sure to throw up mental walls (one of the first things Raia had taught him when she agreed to train him) so that the manipulative old scow down the hall wouldn't be able to force her way into his mind and see what he was thinking. As he shuffled the cards idly, he allowed himself to drift off into a familiar daydream. Everyone else was in bed so he had no choice but to play the card game on his own. Safe in the cockpit, Atton sank into the pilot's seat and pulled his pazaak deck from his pocket. Mical never would, and so would never be able to act on his infatuation with his master. Raia, disillusioned with the Jedi who had cast her out of the order, might consider breaking their code.

His one consolation was that if he couldn't have her, neither could Mical. Atton couldn't stand the way he fawned over her, and her eternal patience with him was infuriating. He was always trying to play the hero to impress Raia, always acting so noble and righteous. The holier than thou padawan annoyed the hell out of him. Raia, ever the innocent, normally looked worried and asked him if he needed to lie down in the med bay for a while.ДЄtton spotted Mical coming out of the refresher and made a quick dash for the cockpit, hoping that he hadn't seen him. It had caused a considerable amount of snickering in the past, especially amongst Mira and Mandalore. The droid had an embarrassing habit of announcing to everyone within hearing range that Atton's levels of physiological arousal had just skyrocketed. Images of her writhing in the scraps of red and gold fabric had a tendency to flash through his mind at the worse possible moments, like when he was around HK-47.

But ever since she had donned the skimpy dancer's outfit to entertain Vogga, reigning in his desire had become considerably harder. He had been crazy about her long before they arrived on the Smuggler's Moon, but he had been managing to control himself. Landing on Nar Shaddaa had made the whole thing worse. He shuddered to think about what Kreia would do to him if she invaded his mind and discovered his less than pure thoughts about Raia.

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The Jedi code forbade any kind of emotional attachment, and they were particularly fierce about the kind he had in mind. It wasn't that he didn't like her, far from it the problem was that he liked her way too much and couldn't do a damn thing about it. Raia seemed to be everywhere he looked lately, and on the rare occasions when she was out of sight he couldn't stop thinking about her. A certain Jedi Exile was driving him out of his mind. Atton stalked restlessly through the corridors of the Ebon Hawk.

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