Starting over, starting right.

[Michael Cline]

An hour or so passed quickly and he was now back on the path, adjusting his collar and hair, Sass standing beside him fixing herself as well. With a nod he took her arm again, and smiled.

"We should probably do lunch... yes Ms. Sasseeri?"

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

"jI'm rrravenous." She smacked his butt, and hurried down the path back to the turbolifts, Cline following along behind. Sasseeri pressed the call button, and caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She frowned, leaning back and looking to the right to see what had caught her attention.

The 'lift didn't seem to be working. Irritated she put her hand on her hip and pressed the call button repeatedly.

[Michael Cline]

He headed for the lift, and just as promptly stopped, a thick feeling had come over the air. They weren't alone in here. He scanned the room with his eyes searching, the intent was becoming ever clearer as their 'guest' seemed to be readying themselves.

Death. For what purpose he didn't know, didn't care either. His employer was in danger, and that wasn't going to be allowed. He reached to the familiar spot in the small of his back, and came back empty handed. Oh right, the twins still had his blaster. Frell.

"Ms. Sasseeri..." He said quietly, edging ever closer to her. "Someone's in here." What was... a flash of movement, and the feeling of intent was as strong as it could be. They were making their move, he rushed for her just in time to see a figure in black leap from the side of the turbo lift.

Force help him. He picked up speed, reaching out he managed to grab her hand and pull her away just as the vibroblade struck down wards at where she had just been. He'd almost lost her! ALMOST LOST HIS NEW LIFE! Rage flashed up and with a long growl he used a force push to slam the assassin into the turbolift doors as hard as he possibly could. The body struck and slumped to the ground as he slammed his foot against her chest. Female, definately.

"And just WHAT? Did you think you were going to do?" He growled, kicking her again, and putting enough weight down to make sure she wasn't going anywhere. He threw the blade some distance away with the force and just gave an angry growl, as he kept her pinned.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Stumbling as Michael pulled her abruptly to the side, Sasseeri swore mightily in Cizerack. She turned in time to see a female dressed in black slam against the closed turbolift doors, a vibroblade falling from its hand.

Michael pinned her to the ground with his foot, and for a moment they just stood there, the would-be assassin gasping for breath, her mouth gulping at the air. Sasseeri's eyes narrowed, and she stalked over to where the vibroblade had been thrown and looked down at it.

Mistress, I have sent a security team to your location. Are you all right?

"You know jI am, Trrragonji. Please keep ourrr guests frrrom comjing up to the garrrdens untjil thjis jis strrrajightened out."

Of course.

The 'lifts opened and the twins came out, blasters already drawn. Sasseeri barked, "jI want herrr aljive forrr questjionjing!" She snapped her fingers at them and indicated the vibroblade at her feet. Tick came over and picked it up, turning off the supersonic vibrations with a flick of his finger.

[Michael Cline]

He was still glaring down at the attempted murderer, rage and hatred boiling in his eyes. She wanted this scum alive? As much as he desired to kill it here on the spot, it was Ms. Sasseeri's call - not his. He kept her pinned with his foot, to ensure she wasn't going anywhere until Tick and Tock could drag her off.

He wouldn't let anything happen to Ms. Sasseeri, not now - not ever.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

Tock tapped Cline on the knee, and the man reluctantly moved his leg off of the assassin's chest. The Twi'leki deftly flipped the woman over and employed a pair of stun cuffs to her wrists behind her back. Another quick movement and the female's ankles were similarly restrained.

Tick loomed over Sasseeri, "You are all right, misssstresss?"

"Yes, yes. Perrrfect. Take that ...thjing... down to the basement. jI want to talk to herrr. Afterrr lunch."

"Asss you wisssh." With a respectful bow Tick backed away, joining his twin at the 'lifts. Despite his success at thwarting the attack on their mistress, the twins regarded Cline with open suspicion as they reluctantly departed the gardens.

"Now!" Sasseeri moved towards Michael briskly, "Shall we do lunch? Nothjing ljike a ljittle excjitement to stjirrr the appetjite."

[Michael Cline]

He grinned wide, moving an arm around Sasseeri and nodding slightly. "I could go for lunch, Ms. Sasseeri. I am feeling rather hungry now." He'd want to have a few moments with that assassin later, if there was anything left of her by then.

He was still feeling a touch pent from their encounter, and would so love strangling the last breaths from her writhing form. It filled him with so much glee, to just think about it.

[Sasseeri Reeouurra]

The turbolift ride back down to the restaurant was not entirely uneventful. It didn't usually take the 'lift ten minutes to reach its destination.

But Cline's raw anger had aroused her again, and she stopped the 'lift until she was satiated.

Drained, Michael followed her into the restaurant, a big grin on his face. Sasseeri had a small knowing smile on hers.