Private Dark Angel

[Duma Shallotte]

In a life of slavery, Duma had found solace only with some of the other slaves. Now as a free woman, she still wanted that...needed it. So when Ty relented and kept the connection, she stopped resisting letting him go and took what comfort she could. Without training, she did not press any deeper than he had already allowed her. She had glimpsed some humanity within him and knew it would show itself more. Just maybe not when either of them was expecting it. This wasn't that she dared but he had allowed her to without him knowing about it entirely.

Something she wondered but did not ask about was his past. Neither of them knew about what they had each been through to get them where they were now. He had probably figured out things about her, but to Duma, he was still a mystery. And would remain one until he decided he was ready to be open to her.

Once in the galley, she offered to prepare food for them. With his statement of not having a preference, she looked slightly surprised. Moving to look through what he had on hand, there wasn't a lot. If he agreed to restock his supplies, then she would have a shopping list ready for him.

"How about some oatmeal? It's about the only thing I can find that qualifies as breakfast."

Taking a package down, since he had said pretty much anything would do, she had it ready in just a few minutes. Serving him first...some habits were hard to break. Getting her own bowl, she sat down at the table next to him and not across from him.

Considering she was wearing nothing but the robe, he might have a clear view of what was under it. Having been used to wearing next to nothing, how she appeared was more than she was used to. Duma thought nothing was wrong with how she was dressed.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

And from then on seem as time wore on that faint shift in Ty slowly began to occur in that as much like some dark devilish beast. He might have initially been since crossing paths with her, being cold as much heartless. That her presence brushing close to his seem soothed the beast to a point that she no less could if but glimpse or very least felt to sense the man within. Thought at the flip side having her presence brush ever so close only came to elicit a somewhat different response from the beast within that as much it slowly tamed the beast. That it then began turn round in the confusion of being subjected to such thing as the company of another that it had neither was allowed to slaughter nor toy with like the rest. That as much what sliver of humanity was left in him wish to keep presence and connection to her. That it pains him curtail as much limit that which she came to be privy to as in turn he did so to curtail as much he pushes explore from her that their bond had. If only respect that from what bit of emotion he did come to know in the brief moment that they did the more it felt harder to resist. Balancing the wants as much as desire or fear within....that he thankful that in her innocence seem did not seem to notice the struggles within. To pose the question which he half mindfully replied and she then adds.

Embarrassingly the cupboard barely stock as he had all really been unmindfully consumed what bit he had except for that oatmeal. Which he'd seem come to add list he'd pick up with on resupply round he'd done. That he then replied thought there was a slight hint of sadness well hidden in the tone of his voice.

"Well guess that do for now till can go on my next resupply run soon."

And with that, she then soon moved off to prepare then oddly enough once place the food before him. That she came to sit right beside him which was both comforting as in the back of his mind reminded him of what it secretly meant to him. As to why something as mundane as Oatmeal was even in a seemingly ruthless killers pantry. but then mind both lost in the scent of the hot meal though as simple it was as Oatmeal and warmth of having her close breathing in the scent of her. That before he knew beast within took advantage of his distraction to take control. Move one hand reach over to pull her close midway before his mind snaps back to regain control let his hand slip let her go. But not without with sudden shift remind him of how little or bare she was under that cloak. That he with a faint smile as if hope his action did not cause her recent nor fear him enough pull away. Which is the back his mind felt strangely out of place as in the past he did care little of what other thought and simply did what he wanted without question. But seem not with her as with mind-scrambling briefly Ty then came to speak. After eating a few spoons full of the food...

" Well, I guess this is not half as bad....so after we're done. Perhaps after having you shed the shackled filth name which those who've I've found....Old Master, you served.....that now mine...."

He paused as his eyes glace to look her over with such silent intent before continuing on.

"...rid you of last vestiges of your old life by gain a new name and have you change into something else that those old rags. "

And with that, he then began to eat up as though played in his mind if it was indeed time to move on. And truly not resist the notion of taking her under his wing ....protection.....

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

If she couldn't sense the beast inside Ty, then she was blind. However, in her life of slavery, she had seen some of the worst things imaginable and she refused to let herself fear him. Duma was strong enough to escape but not strong enough to be on her own. Yet. In time that might be a thing, but for now, she would stay close to Ty, and inside, she did not want this to change.

On the chance, he tried to push deeper into her, she would not resist his advances. For some reason, this did not happen and instead, he just kept them connected. Somewhere inside him, she could swear she felt him resisting the urge to pillage her mind. Though, she was unsure of this and being what she was...a slave, she did not try to think much beyond what the current situation was.

"This will have to do for breakfast. I found a few other things that can be used for other meals. Besides the ration bars, you have so many of."

Sitting back down next to him, Duma felt him start drawing her close but then he released her. Turning her head to look at him, she saw where his eyes had moved from as he looked down at his bowl. Then hearing him speak, she was silent for a minute and took a few bites of her own oatmeal.

"What name would you suggest? Duma Shallotte is all I know for me. My old master was Gula and even the other slaves had names they were given. We knew nothing else. Ty-ohni."

She would love to have something different. One she could call her own but she just did not have any knowledge of other names. It also seemed like he was saying he would give her a change of clothes. Smiling, she nodded in thanks and tried to picture what she wanted.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was then for the first time after what seemed a fairly long while that Ty couldn't help feel oddly conflicted. For whatever reason though never been one known to care about anything other than himself and his own self-interest. That he somehow found himself slowly doing so with her...to point that as much he'd felt tempted have her fear and push advance deeper thru their bond. Of as much, he could pillage her mind of everything there was about her given that there seem been no resistance from her. That he seems unable to make himself do so and face with the alternative of severing the ties instead. An effort to maybe prevent her from doing the same to him had proven that the more difficult as well.

However much he'd resisted as much swore off ridding himself of what bit of humanity he had left in him. Along with any means of establishing and opening ties or connections as he had in the past with anyone. He seemingly willing did so with her for whatever reason and that it was only when she spoke reply give mention of seeming lackluster food supply he had on hand. Consisting of fairly a good amount mostly food ration means simply sustaining oneself to the next day and nothing more. That distracted snap him from his initial train of thought just enough to explore bring up another subject. Which was of possibly finally rid her of what dark past she had as a slave and the possibility make something far better of her.....

As being alone he'd been for so long part of him still somehow long find something give his life meaning as much purpose. Outside that of simply lonely emptiness of existing as such looking back at her Ty replied.

"Well, then there is no rush as would think in time a name truly of your choosing and your alone not Gula or any Master.... be when time is right... But for now, would think would either be ....Kair'ta or Riye,"

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

If she had been more confident with herself, she might have pursued Ty in a more intimate manner. She had witnessed the other slaves doing this to each other but it just didn't feel or look right to her then. So while this could have been something she wanted, she didn't know what to do. Between the slaves, there had been nothing close to real love and there wasn't yet that between him and Duma...yet she was content with this for now.

Finishing off her bowl of oatmeal, she turned to face Ty with a look that could come close to happiness. When at first, he had been cold, distant, and harsh...in the course of a single night, he had changed. Without knowing anything of his past or if it was something she had done, she didn't know what brought this change in him.

In a way, she had him trapped. Not that the former slave had done it on purpose. When she sat down, it had been next to him and she was on the outside of the table exit. He would have to push her out or ask her to move if he wanted out.

Even though the robe was closed, it was still probably revealing what was under it. Her skin showed in a few places and allowed glimpses of some of her anatomy. Maybe she did this on purpose and maybe she didn't. Sumconsciencely for sure but with their connection in place, he should be able to pick up on her desire.

"What about combining the two of them and making it Kairye? If that isn't acceptable then Riye is nice and simple."

Feeling relaxed and free to speak her mind, she didn't feel Ty was going to lash out at her.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was then as the two sat side by side sharing meal and what might well for him been first real or close to it. A reminder for him of simpler times when he carried not the burden as much the darkness he had of late. When instead of the sinister beast within that care not but the pursuit of quenching or feeding the insatiable vengeful intent above all else. That in turn caused even the most basic of humanity within him be seem snuffed out as much denied to extent that he believed it is might be nonexistent. That is till last night when she'd reach out hold him close in her sleep....feel the warmth of another as much breath in the scent of her all but seem all that took. To lull and made him feel something that he'd not for the longest time.

Something which as much Ty tried to deny it he seems could not...that of which was the fact he wanted her for himself. Something which in itself was not quite something new to him as he did so in the past. Wherein lascivious pursuits were seen as nothing short of just another form of entertainment at the very least something to simply pass the time during typical business dealings. As if nothing less as an Assassin one tomorrow was never guaranteed so one pursued life each day to the fullest and wanton abandonment. Forgoing every and all emotional attachment such as love or intimacy as he was taught as much it was beaten into him during his training as a Sith Assassin in the academy. As nothing more than waste as it was a foolish endeavor...that is till that fateful day. Wherein with the memory as much the scar of that day seem still raw as it dd cut deep a wound in him still.

That even though he wanted to and thru their bond sense no hesitation nor resistance from her if he did. He could not for now and seem contented himself with simply keeping the soothing bond they had going for now. For deep within a mix of both doubt and fear linger as the idea of bringing himself to pursue things any further as to could bring.

As sitting there and come realize the situation he'd found himself in wherein corner in by her and feeling the desire yet unable comprehend how to act upon it. Made him lose his hold to stave off the beast within just as she gave her response that before he knew it. A hand reaching over to grab hold pulls her close as if show dominance as much as stake his claim of her. As even though he wasn't completely sure what they were or what it was he felt for her. Did he truly desire her or was it all just a lie...only time could tell where all this would lead. But just the same for now knowing he could only fend the darker side him for so long. And if any compromise could be had maybe letting feed its desire rather than bloodlust a little bit for now. Thought in back his mind he no less ready himself jump in intervien if anything went too far....or shown or sense any indication of rejection on her part. If only if nothing less he felt only keep his word and promise earlier....no harm would come to her and that as much he felt was his. She no less was of her person and was but under his protection.

"That it shall be then...to others Kairye is what you shall be named as and just between us two it shall be Riye."

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

Things were simple for Duma and she was enjoying every moment. Times like this had been rare for the former slave and she relished the company and quiet around her. Even though there was great danger within Ty, she refused to display any of her fear. In her own way, she had been taking control of her life and even his a little. Just by her being herself, she had started to soften the hard man and open his heart again.

He seemed to also be content with the situation and did not want to hurt her. Yet, she also felt he wanted to possess her. Not in quite the same way Gula had owned her. She had gained her freedom from one master and landed in the arms of another. It was similar but yet still very different.

"Ty-ohni, I want you to teach me. How to speak, live and be what you want. What do you want?"

Maybe she picked the wrong words but through their bond, he should be able to understand what she meant. Through that bond, she started picking up on some of his emotions as well. Among the strongest was fear. Turning in his embrace to face him, she gave him a bit of a confused look.

"Why do you fear so much? What are you afraid of?"

Again maybe she was pushing a bit much, but she was also learning from this. So far, he had not set any boundary lines and Duma did not know if she had crossed any with her questions. Giving him a smile though, she didn't want to get hurt and hoped it would soothe any violence he might be feeling to her.

"I like the name, Ty-ohni. Thank you."

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was at that time would seem that for some inexplicable reason that had all but perplex as much it vexed him. That the more he came into contact and let the connection between them remain. That he soon found himself unable resist the emotion that once lay dormant as much guarded behind massive walls he'd erected round himself be kept at bay. As such soon enough crack within the menacing cold facade began to form that if she even may not mean to or know. Would afford her faint glimpse into his own past wherein much like her he too had been all but been forced into a life of blind fealty in service of his own Dark Master. One who'd spare his life and come snatch him away from his home. As young he was back then when it happen that his memory of it all had all but lost. Thought it left behind raw scar emotion of which stayed with him still and came to fuel the beast he felt himself be....as he was turn made into the Sith Assassin that he'd become.

But just then as she spoke and found himself trapped between feeling odd contentment and an odd surge of emotion she seem to stir in him, That if not for the connection they had he would be hard press miss understand what she said. Which only leads to feeding the fear within him that she seems to pick up on. As she continued on press ask....to which in the blink of an eye aid by the force he snatched her. And had her brought over to one the quarter in the ship. Set leaves her to be inside before moving off to stand by the doorway with his back to her as spoke.

" Why I fear is that when am around you that cannot help myself....feel that which I do and have things ending up as they had once before ...be no different from those I swore to protect you from."

He then pauses to keep his gaze at the floor as she seem to continue to speak frozen in place replied back wit one hand resting upon the doorway.

"Glad that you do as all I wish is to be..."

He then paused thought part him long have her close. Ty could not help slowly care for her in ways he not anyone. Thought pain of past memories made in that very room still haunted him so. As doubt slowly crept into his mind ... of not wanting the sin of he past be repeated.

"...and for now as I've said earlier ....there should be some cloth in the closet for you have for now till we get chance dock somewhere get you new ones."

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

Heartbeats after she asked her questions, Ty had taken a hold of her a seemed to teleport both of them from the galley to one of the cabins in his ship. He set her down carefully though and moved to stand in the door. He had decided not to look at her as he spoke but then she understood why.

Finally able to move, she approached him from behind. Having the feeling he knew what she was doing, she hoped not to startle him. Placing a hand on the one he had on the door frame unless he pulled away, she squeezed it slightly. Speaking to his back, she did not hug him or provide any other contact.

"I am not that person, Ty-ohni. You probably did your best to protect her and it will be different with me. I promise that as much as you promised to protect me. What is your wish?"

Then he mentioned clothing and she should change. Giving him the opportunity to answer though, Duma remained behind him at the door for a few moments before letting go and moving to find something else to wear.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

As it were while he stood there that his heartbeat began to quicken though not so much due to the effort of him move to the quarters. For it was not if anything no great feat for one such as himself a seasoned assassin. But oddly it seems in the back of his mind in her current state and deepening connection to him. Brought out awaken deep-buried emotion and memories that he'd found so wished to relive as much if anything life once lived.

That as much part him wanted it to be so and make her his Ty felt conflicted not to force her into anything and leave the choice be hers. That as she approached him from behind that thru their bond that faint feeling between them slowly melded as such. That with her place one hand on his that held on the doorway steady him. Did little to resist nor pull away thought kept frozen in place as he listened to her speak. To which lost in thought as sense told him that she remain behind him seem affording him opportunity respond which lost for words only came the reply.

" ....be worthy have that which once lost."

His words cut short as the pain of the past as much its demon still weight heavily in his mind as did the longing. But unable to articulate that which he wanted to say to her just yet as left unsure what it was feeling being around her. So he let things be and thought part of him still resisted or was unable to let her in fully. Her presence and words of the promise slightly began to put faint dents in the massive wall hed place round himself. That It too embolden him to venture slowly let his curiosity about her probe their bond bit more. Thought still keeping mindfully of her and seem to be a bit respectful of her resistance as she seems been with him. So much so that once she pulls away and seems to take him up on his offer of a new wardrobe albeit. He still was not sure how to face her nor react knowing all too well the significance as well personal history. That this quarters and its contents were to him and the past...

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

When it came to some things, Duma was like a child. Right now, that was not one of those moments. While she did not know all of Ty's story, she was gathering pieces of it together herself. He had once been in a relationship...one he had not entirely moved beyond. By the fact, he had clothes remaining on his ship that had belonged to another woman. Not looking a gift horse in the mouth though, the former slave removed her hand and started looking through the closet for something to wear.

Having been used to wearing almost nothing for more of her life than actually having anything, it took Duma a bit of time to figure things out. Asking a question here or there about how article worked, she eventually figurred out what she wanted to call hers.

Little did she know but if she wanted it all, Ty would probably have given it to her. In the end, she most likely ended up wearing garb closer to pajamas but they were comfortable. With a light heart, she actually gave him a smile...even if he was still turned away.

"Why crave what is lost and take what is in front of you?"

As she finished speaking, she was standing in front of him.

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was at that time as his eye gazed at her while she pick out some clothes from the closet and soon after. With a bit of guidance as much assistance change out the filthy rags into some more decent cloth. While all the while in the back of his mind as his approving gaze looked her over. As seemed for a long while the hardened assassin seems secretly pleased at the sight of her. As having lived by his lonesome for so long and grip each day with a mix of sadness as much guilt from his past. Thought on the flip side Ty was least grateful as it was for him seem a welcome change to have her for company. Rather than one of his usual unsavory passengers. But then thought looking away from him Ty could sense she at least seem pleased as well with his company. That as she then posed her question while standing move in front of him. That his features though still somewhat painted with a pained expression. That he spoke to reply though still somewhat big guarded in both his words and action.

" I don't know ....thought guess scar from the past run too deep that mad it may be craving for it still... at the same time..."

He paused and let one hand reach out slightly brushing over side her face before retracting back to his side. As the conflict within grew were safe in the confined ship the darkness within fought to keep the man he was inside in check. As the sight of her standing, there reminds him so much of her for whom he gave up everything even the very last shred of his soul. Only find himself on the losing end of the bargain left such a sour bitterness in him.


Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

There was a certain rhythm Duma found herself in. The man would be close for a time and then pull away again. As she stood in front of him, she felt him trying to escape his past. Lifting the pants hem, she wiggled her toes as she listened to his answer.

Tilting her face up to look at him as he spoke, the former slave nodded.

"I am sure there are many things in both of our pasts that we wish we didn't crave. That will take time to change; even then, some might never end. I should know."

Having spent all of her life as a slave, Duma had seen addiction at the palace and knew what it could do to a person. Not wanting to think about her past life, she focused on Ty in front of her.

"Don't be mad at yourself, Ty. It doesn't serve a purpose now. Besides, I am here free because of you. Now you can help me discover who I am and what I can do."

Feeling she could speak freely and openly, the woman gave voice to her thoughts and feelings. Hoping Ty would understand and follow her lead.

"Help me more, please."

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was at that time that Ty note how her face tilted as she looked back at him seeming a bit more confident that before. Speaking as she did that he slightly listened while in the back of his mind. Though she might have not known that her words both ease his mind a bit as much it brought to mind recall back. Of things he started upon the path and of all the things he had done that fed as much crave had done since. That he had to seem lost the fear he once had to flip things around. So that it was he that other fear becoming the very thing he hated. That to be put into the position of feal fear yet again creeps in. When she seemed to him felt too emboldened to pose such a question to him that might lead him to doubt. That he just had to turn away as felt rage surge yet again. That poison-filled words of his former Master ring loudly in his mind...wherein in midst of his anguish over her loss. That he was made to embrace as much as feed the rage within rather than quell it or find peace or solace. Molded into the heartless killer that he was that face with one as innocent as she was left him at a loss. That part of him seemingly just began pushing back as felt lost within the moment.

"Enought and I need not be reminded as much you might think...you do not know. The length as much the depth of what I had done...Though you are right about one thing that you do serve a purpose...and that purpose be at my side. And teach ...show discover... that peace is a lie...that freedom can't be given as it must be earned."

Having said this and fully expected her to either push back hard against him for his outburst. Or cower back as she relapses back to the trauma of what one would expect a slave would. Ty took one step before pausing by the doorway one handheld to one side of the door... part of him dare wanted to leave before darkness within took hold any further. While others wished to stay however painful or difficult it may seem after all this time of being alone. There is still part of him that craves to have the company of another. Though it seems oblivious of the commonly held norm or such given all he knew since had been solitude of his own lone existence.


Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

Flinching a little as Ty spoke, the former slave held her ground. She had gathered up bits and pieces of his life. As much as Duma wanted to move beyond her past, she was still tied to it. Just as much as he was to his own past. Perhaps together they would be able to work through them and make a better future. Until they were both broken...again, she felt it would be this vicious circle. Bowing her head, she looked at the floor but did hold her position.

"But freedom can be given as you have done that to me. I am no longer a slave to a Hutt and you have stated I am not a slave to you."

Her logic might be flawed but there was some truth to her words. Looking up from the ground, her eyes sought his out but stopped at his hand. Wanting to reach out and touch him, have contact with him, the young woman stopped herself for a moment. Almost as if she could read his mind, she made one more statement expecting to have bruises after.

"You are right, I do not know...what I do know is you are no longer alone."

Turning her attention back to the floor, Duma waited for the hit that was surely headed her way.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

At that point in time as Ty stood there hearing her words alone unaware of her reaction to his words. His back turn to her as deny it as much as he would try to convince himself. But Duma standing there and standing her ground both pain him so as in the back of his mind. He was still bitter as much angry having been reminded of her of whom he'd lost. One if not what was at the core of the darkness within him which fuel his connection to the darkside. Allowing him to become that whom other....fear as much loath...but seem not her, To which give a faint sigh he came to respond.

"Perhaps...it could be thought could one truly be? Free and not be enslaved by something or someone else? "

By then seem to calm down a bit as not sense neither fear or resentment from her but rather a curiosity. Which pique his interest as she then began speaking again to which he suddenly turn. Reach out with one hand to then gently stroke her cheeks as Ty responded.

"...Perhaps thought for how long this time around? Would one stay or ever care to when other before had...and I find myself right back where I've started."

Duma Shallotte

 

[Duma Shallotte]

Fully expecting to be hit and beaten down again, Duma drew in her breath as Ty spoke and calmed down. He almost seemed bipolar, and maybe it was something she would have to become accustomed to. Perhaps it was something that could be tamed. Two broken people shared a life, and they would repair and fix the other. Through life and loss, the two of them would be stronger.

"I won't disappear. This new life won't be a repeat of the last. It will be better, and we will do it together, Ty-ohni."

Lifting her hand to hold his as he brushed her cheek.

"You found me when I was on the ground and covered in muck. You have lifted me beyond anything I could have ever hoped for. You gave me freedom, and I choose to spend it with you. You are my master but not my owner. I will never allow myself to be caged again, and with your help, I need to learn how to be free."

Looking up at him, Duma silently wished for her words to comfort him.

Ty-ohni Heyokas

 

[Ty-ohni Heyokas]

It was if but for the briefest moment that thought the darkness within wished nothing less than to beat as much strike her down for her seem insolence. For none seem for a time stood up as much stir so much deep-seated emotion within him. Ty couldn't help but be at a loss as to how to interpret as much as react to her. More often than not he'd not found anyone who'd been able to silence the beast within let alone see move past it. to let what faint sliver of who he'd been shown... As he felt her hand held his. His gaze was still stern as much cold yet faintly calmer than earlier. Despite the deep pain he still felt mourning his private loss as much as the memories that still haunted him. Part of him seems to relent as much, feel torn between internal struggles.

"Very well from here on forward you shall reside in the quarters adjacent to mine and will train so that none can or would stand against us ever again.....no longer would you slave away in filth or squalor as you once had."

Duma Shallotte