The Amalgam
Darth Phyre II
The revelation had not gone over well and she had broken both their hearts by telling them the truth.
Amazingly, both the Amalgam (and the Darth Phyre hiding inside her) found that she herself had a heart to break.
Being rejected utterly like that had...hurt her...
The Amalgam had been mulling it over in the days since Kar Shian. Killing didn't give her it's usual ecstasy.
The Amalgam, instead of her training regimen, had been lazing about her own ship for days, staring at Photos of Laertia and Maple, wondering why they didn't understand that they didn't belong anywhere but at her side.
What could the rest of the Galaxy offer that she couldn't?
The Amalgam tried meditation, but every time she did, all she saw was the sorrow and disappointment on Maple and Laertia's face, especially Laertia's...
Her rage grew. Self pity was dangerous. It could lead to mercy. She couldn't have that.
But she must have them both. It was an insane urge to be near them, trying to corrupt them. But no one had come out of Kar Shian looking pretty.
Well, except her, but mainly because of her Scarjo looks.
Maple's rejection had caused knife pain to a black, shriveled heart, but Laertia rejecting her as well caused a paroxysm of emotional agony she was unfamiliar with.
She dare not reach out to them. Not yet. Not when she was... compromised like this...
She felt them though...both in pain. In shock. Laertia wasn't eating. Maple was trying to make sense of it...
The Amalgam let herself brush the edges of Maple's mind, drew back with a sharp breath because of the mental anguish...
Meanwhile...
"Siva has no tattoos..." Maple said, blushing..."but she does think biker chicks are hot--"
Maple jolted out of her seat as she felt The Amalgam brush the edges of her mind. Maple shriveled in fright at the rotting presence in the Force touching her mind half a Galaxy away, backing away from Matsu Ike .
Maple shook her head, then leaned against the hull.
"It was her. That thing just reached out to me..." Maple said, shivering in fright...
Amazingly, both the Amalgam (and the Darth Phyre hiding inside her) found that she herself had a heart to break.
Being rejected utterly like that had...hurt her...
The Amalgam had been mulling it over in the days since Kar Shian. Killing didn't give her it's usual ecstasy.
The Amalgam, instead of her training regimen, had been lazing about her own ship for days, staring at Photos of Laertia and Maple, wondering why they didn't understand that they didn't belong anywhere but at her side.
What could the rest of the Galaxy offer that she couldn't?
The Amalgam tried meditation, but every time she did, all she saw was the sorrow and disappointment on Maple and Laertia's face, especially Laertia's...
Her rage grew. Self pity was dangerous. It could lead to mercy. She couldn't have that.
But she must have them both. It was an insane urge to be near them, trying to corrupt them. But no one had come out of Kar Shian looking pretty.
Well, except her, but mainly because of her Scarjo looks.
Maple's rejection had caused knife pain to a black, shriveled heart, but Laertia rejecting her as well caused a paroxysm of emotional agony she was unfamiliar with.
She dare not reach out to them. Not yet. Not when she was... compromised like this...
She felt them though...both in pain. In shock. Laertia wasn't eating. Maple was trying to make sense of it...
The Amalgam let herself brush the edges of Maple's mind, drew back with a sharp breath because of the mental anguish...
Meanwhile...
"Siva has no tattoos..." Maple said, blushing..."but she does think biker chicks are hot--"
Maple jolted out of her seat as she felt The Amalgam brush the edges of her mind. Maple shriveled in fright at the rotting presence in the Force touching her mind half a Galaxy away, backing away from Matsu Ike .
Maple shook her head, then leaned against the hull.
"It was her. That thing just reached out to me..." Maple said, shivering in fright...