Emily's jaw dropped, "Hobbie? You're Syl's date?! But I thought...." The teenager looked shocked.
"Uhm, yeah," he chuckled. "Nice to see you again as well, Emily."
As the door slid shut behind Hobbie and Sylvana, an insistent tapping was heard on the balcony window. Emily looked to see Wes, atop a skyhopper, wearing a manic grin.
He waved, beckoning her over.
She grabbed her jacket and tossed it on, running across the room, "Bye!" She didn't notice the tiny crunch beneath her heel as she ran across Sylvana's fallen jacket to open the window.
Wes maneuvered the skyhopper so it was flush against the sill. "Hop on."
Emily folded her arms, "Why should I?"
"Cause I have an extra ticket for the Alderaan'Deraan concert, and I thought you'd like to come along, that's why."
"Alder-who?"
"You'll like 'em," he patted the seat behind him, "Or are you not allowed to go have fun with an 'old' friend?" he pouted.
Emily shook her head and hopped on, casually linking her thumbs through his beltloops. "Who cares what they think? 'Course people will probably think you're my father or some creepy old pedophile," she said with a wink.
Wes laughed and they blasted down into the sky-traffic.
"So, who was supposed to get that second ticket?"
"Hobs left it behind when he decided that going out on a date would be more fun," he shrugged. "The guy has no taste in music anymore."
Emily laughed, trying to imagine just what kinds of music taste would be involved that night. "I saw him come to pick up Syl," she said slowly.
"Yeah, they've known each other for a while, we even went down to visit 'er a little while ago. I guess they hit it off," Wes shrugged and swerved around a large transport.
"But originally you two were going..." Emily let her sentence hang.
Silence reigned for a split second before Wes threw his head back laughing.
"What?" "I get it, I get it..." he shook his head. "No, we're not gay." He started laughing even harder at the absurdity, "I can't believe so many of you think that!"
"Huh? What?" Emily was confused now. "I didn't say-"
"You didn't have to. When I was down on Terra with Hobs to go visit Syl, her little brother let me use her computer.... I found the 'Wes and Hobbie's Status' conversation..." he shook his head. "Very amusing."
Several vehicles blasted their horns as he nearly crashed into one, veering beneath the flow of traffic, and cutting across incoming to go down another skyway.
"So, you're not..."
"No!" he shouted.
"Are you sure?" she was laughing now, enjoying herself as she goaded him.
"Yes, I am completely, without a doubt, certain that we are probably two of the straightest guys on planet right now. I think the phrase is 'Heterosexual Life Partner' or something like that."
"What the hell is 'Heterosexual Life Partner' supposed to mean?"
"Best friends, like Han and Chewbacca, OKAY?!" Wes finished with a shout of frustration as he nearly missed another collision, and settled the speeder into a parking space. "Are we clear now?!" he looked back at the grinning teenager.
"Yes," she smirked, "Now, about that concert?"
"See? I told you you'd enjoy it!" Wes grinned as they filed out of the concert hall.
"Enjoy it? They were wicked awesome! I want to get a CD."
"We don't have CD's here, but you can get a disc to play on a datapad...."
"Well hurry it up, Wes. Put the pedal to the metal...or whatever..."
Females of every species Emily could think of, and even more, were lined up throughout the store. She and Wes had nearly to push their way through the sentients to the section which would hold the Alderaan'Deraan discs.
Which, unfortunately, was right beside the source for the tightly packed bodies. "Oh no, why did the Drifting Oozaks have to be signing autographs tonight?" Wes moaned.
"The who?"
"Them," he pointed to a table, behind which sat five Wookies. "I think the Terran term is... boy band," he shuddered.
"They must be the gay ones. Geez, I thought Coruscant was supposed have hardcore nightlife, not sissy bubble gum crap. Please tell me you're joking."
"Sorry to drop you out of hyper, but I'm not this time, and it's worse than that."
"I thought that was Hobbie's line," Emily smirked.
"It is, but I'm sure he won't mind if I borrow it in this case." Wes sighed then lifted a hand to point at the Wookie boy band... or rather, just behind it. "The music discs are there."
She pushed up her jacket sleeves, "Well...come on!"
"Why don't you-" he half yelped in surprise as Emily grabbed his arm.
"I can't read Aurebesh."
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Wes shook his head, taking his arm back as he made his way after her. She's pushier than I am, for Force sake....
Emily stopped just on the other side of a Barabel and Nikto, who were waiting on line for their autographs. "Okay, which one?" she asked Wes. Then she waved a hand, "Nevermind, I recognise them on that case." Without a thought, she pushed between the two aliens so she could reach the disc.
"Back of the line!" the Nikto said, pushing Emily away.
"I'm not in your dumbass line, I just want the disc," the Terran pushed back, and reached once again.
"I have been here for nine hours, and I said, back of the line!" The Nikto brought a fist back, and Emily quickly ducked.
"Hey!" Wes caught her fist on his chin, his head snapping to the side. He came around automatically with a right hook... and ended up hitting the Barabel as the Nikto ducked.
The Barabel roared as she took a swipe at Wes, and ended up grazing Emily. The girl jumped and spun around, "Will you just QUIT IT! Get OUT of my way!"
And the 'battle' was joined.
Fists, scaled and human, flew, thudding against their marks, whether intended or not. The Barabel's tail tripped Emily, stopping its spin only as Wes grabbed it, using it as a handhold to whirl around. The Barabel flew in circles, knocking other fangirl types away and knocking down several displays, before Wes let go, and she flew through the air to land on the table of the unsuspecting Drifting Oozaks.
Being five red-blooded Wookiee males, they grinned and howled, joining in the fast growing fray.
No one was certain how it happend, but soon Emily and Wes, at least six non-human Oozaks fans, and the Drifting Oozaks themselves, found themselves thrown out of the music store.
The Wookiee boy band was not happy.
And the chase was on.
Wes quickly jumped onto the skyhopper, pulling Emily up behind him, and rose into the sky with the Drifting Oozak's speeder shortly behind them.
Emily looked back as Wes sped away, the Wookies in hot pursuit. "Maybe we can explain...."
"To five angry Wookies? Thanks, but I'd like to keep my arms attached."
As though in confirmation, five loud howls echoed behind the two humans as they sped through several alleyways, then into oncoming traffic. Wes dodged oncoming vehicles, with very angry drivers, as he wove through with pilot instinct.
Emily, who up until then had been holding on fairly loosely, held on a bit more tightly now as she realized that the insane maneuvers Wes was taking could easily dislodge her to fall who knew how many stories to her death.
After too many crazy stunts to account for, Wes finally set them down outside a loud club... and dragged Emily inside. They pushed their way between the gyrating bodies to the back, near a door; then Wes ordered them a few drinks so as it would look like they'd been there for quite some time.
Five Wookies entered, looking around. The club was mostly populated by humans, and near humans, and they finally, thank the Force, gave up their pursuit with a loud howl. Several heads turned toward the door, eyes following their egress momentarily before everyone went back to just whatever it was they'd been doing.
Wes and Emily started laughing.