Private Ghosts & Knuckles

[Rax Tremira]

He would watch Trixie off, then let his eyes flash back on Alina as she spoke her peace. Oh... What did she know about it? What had nurtured him in her absence? What had broken the very same enemies that sought to destroy him for nothing else but his nature? The Dark Side... The Dark Side, that he couldn't help but now remember SHE had taught him.

Rax rose slowly, squarely looking towards Alina with a dull glare.

"That isn't what you said the last time we met."

He said to her plainly, not feeling a need to get any deeper into it than that. She should've have known better to even suggest what she was to him. That was their way. Or at least, she thought it was their way. Now Alina had become something different altogether, and wanted him to change his ways? After all these years?

"What about personal strength? What about becoming powerful in the Dark Side?"

He asked curiously, pacing lightly towards the kitchen and pulling a shirt from the counter, sliding it over his form.

"Are you going to start with the Jedi Codes next?"

He asked curiously, clearly teasing her as he picked up a cup of water and slowly slurped at it, eying her with curiosity, and perhaps a slight bit of suspicion.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"As if." She shot a sharp glare to Rax Tremira as he mentioned the Jedi code. Half of her was tempted just to punch him again for even suggesting such a heras- Was it heresy? She turned her head away, hiding the uncertainty in her gaze. No, she wasn't going to let that thought line continue. "The Sith abandoned you. I abandoned you. I figured you'd wash your hands of it all and move on, that's all."