Private It's Been Awhile

[Amur]

It was evening on Dromund Kaas. The sun was beginning to drop down low to the horizon starting crest down and cast it's longest shadows. The rays of planet's sun however would pierce through the windows of an office. In which was the little thought space and environment of one sith: Amur. One hand typing away at a datapad as she was finalizing a bit of paper work to complete her transfer request to the Saaraishash. Her eyes gazing at the stacks of papers, holofiles, and document readers that absorbed her life for the last few days. It was so pedestrian compared to having to worry about getting sent to battlefields and contemplate getting yet another life altering wound. This was a nice change in a way. Her mind was still at work but given a chance to deviate away from the rather heavy nature of her trips to Ryloth and Carlac.

Things... had changed since then. She was weak in the Force thanks to getting drained, and now found herself in some ways substantially weaker; Yet, she had found herself able to think clearer. The Storm and ever constant void that loomed over her were being beaten back and her mind allowed to seek shelter. It wasn't completely gone, in fact Skyler wasn't sure if it would ever go away, but now she could atleast take solace that she was trying her best. That now she had a small little flame in her heart, one she could try and bloom and feed even as the storm tried to snuff it out.

Skyler leaned back in the black synthleather chair as she shut her eyes. A song was softly playing in the background like a gentle whisper in the back of her mind. She let her body just sink in the chair and let it's cushion surround and embrace her in an attempt to just release some tension. With some slow deep breathing she could feel some whisps of the Force trying to flow into her, it was a bit disparaging to know that once in a fleeting memory she could be able to summon so much more but she reminded herself that each attempt was getting stronger. As she slowly lost count and track of her breathing letting the rhythm of each breath now become the beating of her mind.

With her eyes shut the Force now began to open up and replace the darkness with the after images of sight. The vague flowing outlines of the office now putting things into perspective. She had to admit this place was rather quite pleasant in it's aura. Still as she could see how the force coiled and lie in this area she decided to set her sights on something. She saw a small piece of paper on her desk. Moving her stub forward into view she focused on it. Seeing how the Force lied both beneath the surface and on top of her stub. The Sith now going to try and practice something that had eaten away at her since Ryloth.

Amur pointed her Stub at the paper and then began to concentrate. Trying to visualize and then see the very outlines of her grasp on the force extend out from the mutilated limb. Tendrils that expanded outwards began to try and intercept the paper, but the Sith would find herself squirming as she focused every iota of brainpower and will on trying to get it to finally just... touch. It inched away at a leisurely pace as Skyler's mind was now feeling like it was begging for a release, to stop and recuperate. Soldiering on though she would as she could see it begin to just... Reach. The. Paper.

Amur released her grip and stopped, her brain snapping away as she felt her body and mind grow weary. Her body feeling incredibly heavy as the chair now became even more inviting. She leaned forward and cupped her helmet's forehead with her right arm. Still there was something to reward her. There was the sound of crisping paper that had moved forward and now was slowing making it's descent falling to and fro toward the ground. A small smile on her lips. So she could really find a use for it, and she could still grasp and control the force beyond simple sights and aura readings. It satisfied her, but as she felt the warmth and grasp of the chair limited she soon found herself in a state of mild melancholy. She wanted to feeling something more personal, intimate. She wanted to feel something no someone that was truly special.

She wanted to see her once again.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Dromund Kaas. Kala never liked it here, the energy was wrong, the people were off putting, and their security personnel were mean. And yet, it was near and dear to her heart. Really for one reason alone, the very reason she had returned to this cold heartless world; Amur. She had spent her time learning on a dead world, burying the ghosts of her pasts, and maybe even losing her mind for a bit in the process. She had learned since her last trip, leaving her medical supplies on the Totoro this time, and her saber as well; though she kept the blanket that Vanessa had given her. It would seem she was wearing a cape, clad in her new black attire with the blanket serving as a nice accessory to her look. Sliding her glasses over her face, and setting her hat onto her head, the witch was ready for a date with destiny.

As the ramp set down, Kalanda began her slow stride down the ramp, a sensation akin to nervousness and terror clutched at her gut. She was terrified of what she would find, a small part of her dreading to see that Amur had moved on, forgotten all about her, replacing her with some other woman who she fancied. It were those thoughts that haunted her at the late hours of the night, and at times when she felt her mind tire; but no, she refused to believe it, their relationship was real.

One problem struck Kalanda though as she went through customs, realizing she didn't know where Amur was on the planet, and she didn't want to let it be known that she was planet-side. Where would she go? How would she even start that conversation? It was questions like this that puzzled the witch as she was moved through the security line, when she had an idea. She could bake up some goodies for Amur, knowing just the treat to make the Sith as an apology gift. Though, she could only hope that would be good enough.

Once she was free of the spaceport, Kalanda took a moment to get accumulated to her environment, after all Nathema was a devoid wasteland, and Ryloth wasn't that much better. Feeling the rain falling on her face was a welcome change, one she hadn't felt in a long time. She could feel the cold, the same cold that had unsettled her the last time she was here. It was the same cold she had learned to adapt and accept, using it as another source of power, but knowing not to let it consume her as it had her mother. She had gotten more control over herself, having trained herself to not give into the urges that had left her with her damaged arm on Borosk.

First stop would be the grocery store, then next would be Amur's apartment. Assuming Amur hadn't moved, Kala knew how to get in. She could only hope the woman would like the surprise, and hoping even more that she wouldn't find anyone else there. But those were concerns for the future, for right now Kalanda was only concerned about getting what she needed to make chocolate croissants. She had a strong suspicion that Amur would like those baked goods, given how she hadn't received complaints for the last time she had gifted it to the Sith. Just like her reason for being here, it was based on hope. Hope that Amur would take her back, that they could be a couple again, and that maybe, just maybe, the Sith had a soft spot for chocolate croissants.

Amur

 

[Amur]

Kalanda, that name and face sometimes felt like foreign and ancient history to her but all the while still very real, and unlike in her early modes of thinking she wasn't going to just try to throw it away in a futile attempt to bury some perceived flawed self. No, she wanted to face this one aspect of her many past failures. There was a lot now that she wished she could have just said when they were together, things that perhaps when expressed would have began the process to tide away and mend the toxic cess that clouded her feelings about them, or how it developed so unhealthily for the both of them. There was a small pain of regret. It was a messy thing, love and how it can cause people to tear each other apart even when it's done in good faith. That was the past though, it couldn't be undone and in some ways no longer existed as a physical entity to be molded ever again.

Still as Amur slumped and let herself rest in the chair she thought about finding her again. Tracking her down had proven surprising difficult, so many loose threads to try and pull from different locations and people. She had been everywhere and nowhere and even been with some... interesting characters. Maybe she had made things difficult and it seemed like the old comm number she had for the witch didn't work anymore sadly. Though... truth be told she wasn't sure if it was right to initiate things through purely a text or call, she wanted this to organically transpire in person. She was going to need to call in some favors or try to reach some Sith that she would have been hesitant to communicate with. Hopefully it wouldn't have to require too much posturing, some Sith could be rather unpleasant and she would be dealing with a lot of those types in her line of work.

Skyler sighed as she got up and began to tidy up some of the messy globs of chaos that had taken place on her desk and cleaning up loose papers and placing things back in their designated places as ordained by her own organized chaos. A rather mundane end to a mostly mundane day. She looked around her office and began to think about something, she for once tried to actually put effort in decorating the space, something she barely did with her apartment. She was satisfied with the choice of furniture and the way the warm cream color tones contrasted with the various aquas, dark sedated purples and gold to create a stimulating but not overwhelming color palette. Yet something was missing, it wasn't quite complete. The Sith pondered as she finished tidying up her space and preparing to go home for the day, her mind drifting off and focusing on the song playing and in doing so it clicked.

A piano. It'd be nice if she could have a piano to play again.

With that final observation for the day and a new task being added to her list for tomorrow to see what she could get, the Sith concluded her work here and was preparing to leave. Today was pleasant but all in all mundane. The rain was starting to fall again, as the sky darkened beginning it's gentle easing. The hours were running short on the day and so far nothing of note had happened to make this day absolutely stand out.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

It was an odd adjustment walking into the grocery store. Kalanda couldn't recall the last time she had been to one. In fact, she couldn't think of how long it had been since she was back in an environment like this. It took her longer than she would have liked to admit to recall everything she needed for her creations today. Last time it had been coconut cupcakes, this time well...it was going to be a little more complicated than that. She wasn't just trying to uplift Amur's mood this time, but trying to...well what was she trying to even accomplish here? 'Hey Amur, here's a cake, sorry for disappearing for so long'. Yea, like that would magically work out?

What was she even going to say? Actions speak louder than words was the saying she had gone by, but...what sort of action could make up for what she had done to Amur? She abandoned her, ran away, and wasn't there when the Sith more than likely needed her. It wasn't Kalanda's best moment truth be told, in fact it was a deep regret that she held on to. These thoughts lingered with her as she moved about the store, several shoppers eying her with confusion at this strange woman wearing sunglasses inside a store, not to mention the aura that seemed to flow off her. But Kalanda didn't care. She had far more important things on her mind; like making these croissants for someone she loved.

Having finished shopping, Kalanda found the rain had refused to recede, if anything it seemed to stand triumphant over the witch as she gazed out at the storm brewing outside. She had a choice facing her, and knew what option she was going to take. Her reliance on her magick and power had caused Amur to distant her from Kalanda before, but that was the Kalanda of the past. This Kalanda would not make the same mistake; besides, she want to keep the surprise for as long as she could. She used her influence of the force to stir her cape into action, as it would stretch itself over Kalanda's head to function as an umbrella for the witch, as she began her walk to Amur's apartment. She knew right where it was, and the quickest way to get there. As onlookers watched this woman walking with an impromptu umbrella and bags 0f baking goods, Kalanda began to think of what she would say to win Amur back, how to convince the Sith that they could be together now.

Reaching the apartment, Kalanda let her cape fall back into it's place and boarded the elevator. She checked for cameras, and when she found there were none, the faintest hint of a smile crossed her face. She would use her secret trick to enter the apartment of the Sith. As the green mists wrapped around her form, she would whisk herself into the apartment of Amur, intent on setting up her baking area. Arriving within the home, it felt almost like a dream. A small tidbit of relief found her as well, as Kalanda was happy to find the place hadn't changed much in her absence. It was funny, she felt a sensation of fear more palpable than what she had felt on Borosk in this moment. It seemed reasonable of course, given the subtext of what the next hour or two would bring. To help alleviate the worries she felt, Kalanda switched on the radio and set to work, channeling her baking abilities to her greatest potential.

Amur

 

[Amur]

As the Sith made her way home it was all rather normal, a speeder ride here, a little automated transportation there and soon the cityscape began to haze by her as merely elaborate scenery. It wasn't the city's tall skyscrapers, sprawling markets and piles upon piles of propaganda and constant reminders of the state's ever clenching fist around the populace's throat that interested her, no it was watching the people. Seeing the little snippets of everyday lives was just becoming a regular hobby and past time of hers. Looking at everyone moving and searching for little clues and notes in their appearances, mannerisms and auras in the Force to try and gauge what was going on in their lives, what little dramas or inner plots were being hashed and mulled over. Sometimes even invent a few juicy narratives to play out in her head out of boredom and sheer creative desire.

Though as she neared her apartment she began to frown as a little thing in her HUD flashed a warning, it was the motion sensor going off indicating that something had gotten inside her apartment. Immediately Skyler found herself being put on guard by the notion. Mind was now working away pondering what could it be this time. Best case: It was just a false positive or some creepy Sith lord that broke in to extend an offer of some sort. Worst case... well that was what the lightsaber was for.

As she got to her apartment and neared the door she stopped herself. Examining the door she could see no visible signs of tampering, a close examination of the security pad that controlled the door lock also revealed no indicators of Tom foolery as well. A soft tug on the door made it quietly refuse to the let Amur inside. So nothing touch the door or it's lock and it still remained locked. That meant that whoever got inside either had to use an alternative entry, or perhaps didn't need to bother with walking at all. The thought unsettled her, as well the main frame of mind for beings that could do this were people skilled in either Mechu Deru or nightsister magic. Given how her last encounter with night sisters turned out she would prove to be rather hesitant at the notion of them wanting to just enjoy a cup of tea and a nice chat.

Skyler thumbed through the datapad and typed in the pass code causing the Door to silently unlock itself. The Sith reached for her Lightsaber before she gingerly caressed the door and opened it at a nice, smooth motion in order to avoid drawing any attention. Walking in she would then close the door taken equally as much care closing the door as she did opening it. With it she turned around and scanned the apartment. Nothing seemed amiss all rather untouched and undisturbed, though she could only feel more dread at that idea. Burglars got in and got out just as quickly, assassins tended to stay or leave nasty surprises. The only thing off was that the Radio was playing from the kitchen. The Sith felt a bit entranced by it, the song and situation somehow providing a sense of deja vu.

Tiptoeing her way towards the kitchen she could hear the faint sounds of activity. Drawing her in, her grip tightening around her saber as at any moment she was ready to ignite it and strike upon any one who may have meant her harm. Tension and anticipation eating away at her mind though there was now a guiding hand that forced these thoughts to be much more dulled than normal for her. Her presence in the force now much less pronounced playing as an odd advantage she had from getting drained making her a lot better at sneaking up on any force using adversary. With that Amur would close in on the entrance to the kitchen and steeled herself to enter it's pace, though she was likely unprepared for what she would find.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Kalanda hadn't noticed the door opening, as she was too caught up in the music that played, but as she turned about to finish mixing the batter for her delicacies, she noticed a paper on one of the desks begin to shift. The thin material lifted up and lightly fluttered to the floor, as if knocked off by a careless Lolth Cat; or a distrubance in the air.

Unsure if an unseen assassin had snuck into the room with her, Kalanda panicked, backing up, she reached into her pouch, shrouding herself in the green mists before the intruder could attack her. Her baking would be left unattended for a time, as eggs, milk, yeast, and a bowl of batter sat about Amur's countertop; probably a confusing sight for the Sith at first. As Kalanda stood motionless, her hands figiting as she would wait until the correct time to attack the intruder, thoughts of green lighting sparking her fingertips definetly crossed her mind. Fear squeezed at her heart, worry clouded her mind, as she tried to think what might have followed her, or worse, if someone had done something to Amur while she was gone.

Those worries melted away however, as the familiar shape of a certain Sith came into view; Amur. Her saber was out, her stance and pose cautious and alert, she looked ready to strangle a Rancor with her bare hands if need be; exactly as Kalanda had recalled. She felt something squeeze her heart, an ache, a longing to fill that void that the Sith's absence had opened up within her. Her eyes began to sting, as she could see the tensions that resignated within the Sith. Still as stressed as always, though her darkness had brightened, she didn't feel as cold as she once had. She was still as beautiful as the day they met. A smile began to tug at the corner of the witches lips, as this moment had dwelt at the back of her mind for some time. What would she say? What would she do? Questions she had thought she'd find an awnser to here and now, and yet she had nothing. Her hands drop, as the shimmer that was Kala would become evident for a split second, before the illusion faded. Kala rushed to the woman, arms quick to embrace the woman which before now she had only been able to do in her dreams. There were no words she could conjure up, no cute one liners to fluster the Sith under the helmet. Just a very much needed embrace, as she would sob into the stupid, uncomfortable shoulder plated Sith armor. But she didn't care. She finally found her Murmur.

Amur

 

[Amur]

Bowls, whisks, spoons and ingredients. Those were the things that jumped at her as she rounded the corner, all sitting quietly on the counter-top in the chaos of being put down mid usage. Someone broke into her apartment to bake? This was odd, and well the only time she had any one bake around her was Kal...

She suddenly turned over to a point in the kitchen as she saw a shimmering in the air, her body tensed before the invisibility gave way to a blur of black clothing and blonde hair. Before her brain could put together the image and potential make the jump of who might be the person she would feel them pummel into her forcing her to take a few steps back to keep her feet. Hand moving to react before she stopped and heard her sob. She knew that voice. Her heart could only feel itself flutter and dance in her chest as she realized that she was here again. Kalanda. Skyler clipped the Saber onto her belt so that way she could properly reciprocate the hug and squeeze her Kala that little bit more.

This better not be a dream She quietly thought to herself as she smiled underneath her helmet. Amur would lower her head to rest slightly on her shoulder and would begin to rub her hand up and down Kala's back to try and comfort the lonely witch. While much more composed then her other Skyler still was overjoyed for her to back as a stream of pleasant tears fell down her face. Initially she found herself speechless there was a lot of things she could open up with, many things that demanded to be said but how to start things rolling remained a challenge before she decided to just start with something simple. Turning slightly towards Kala's ear she would practically whisper the only word that came out with how softly it was delivered.

"Hey"

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

The sounds of quiet sobbing would come from the witch, as Kala held on for dear life to Amur. She took in a shaky breath as she could feel the hands caressing her back, and that silly helmet resting on her shoulder. The nervousness that had built up to this moment waned, as she felt a flood of relief take its place. The few glimpses she could catch between her teary eyes was the fact that Murmur's state had changed drastically, as the softer side of the Sith came to the surface. She had her Murmur back.

The words of the Sith provoked a small giggle from the witch, as she blinked out a few more tears, her hands moving up Amur's body, until she could take hold of that helmet. She would reluctantly pull back, longing to look her lover in the eyes for the first time in far too long. Sniffling, Kala smiled, her finger tips fumbling with the locks that clamped that stupid plate over the woman. "I've missed you so much." She managed to get out, before her voice finally cracked. If she managed to get the helmet off, she would throw it aside along with her glasses, moving to lock lips with Amur now that her only obstacle was removed from the equation. Her arms would squeeze the woman tightly once again, as she went for the kiss, and after a rather long hold, Kala would relent, tears still flowing from her pale eyes. She focused, as her vision returned to something more akin to what Amur saw, as Kala could now see the woman as she was meant to. She was every bit as beautiful as she had believed. Another set of happy tears came forth, as the witch gently reached out to caress Amur's cheek. To finally be before her, it was not something she could comprehend before. It was like a dream come true.

Smiling, and feeling a sense of relief that she couldn't quantify, she knew what had to come out next. "I'm sorry." She started, before her voice broke once again, head dipping down out of shame, as she would look to bury her face into the Sith's chest once again.

Amur

 

[Amur]

The giggle was enough, she got a little rise from the witch. That already put her world at ease. As Kala went to try and undo her helmet Skyler wouldn't resist and just instead hold on tightly as she let the witch clamber around and finally get that piece of duraplast off her head. Simple replying back to the witch with "I missed you too." Soon thereafter Kala had pulled her glasses off allowing the too to gaze longingly into each other's eyes before Amur was pulled in for a long electrifying kiss. Finally connecting with her again after so much pain caused the entire world to just melt away, the walls of the apartment were now gone and soon with her eyes now closed just taking in the moment she could almost see the mental palace in her mind brighten up and the poison get blown away by this one singular moment in time. A moment she certainly was going to cherish.

When Kala had finally decided to pull Skyler would just smile at Kalanda as a gentle moment of comfortable silence came with Kalanda lovingly touching her cheek. Her head slightly tilting forward towards her hand to welcome the stimulation of Kalanda's fingers. It was nice seeing her again, and especially with how happy she was. The fate of her love now tangible again, Amur now felt like she could finally try to mend the wounds that sprang up and perhaps help them both heal.

"There's a lot I've been wanting to say." The woman would begin though she was interrupted by the anguished shame of Kalanda as she apologized and buried her head into her chest. Skyler could practically feel the guilt radiating off her. Poor thing was still blaming herself for everything. Maybe she too had to deal with many restless nights battling over where to pinpoint the exact moment she had ruined everything for them. Well Amur had already decided that she wasn't going to let this continue anymore.

"What do you got to be sorry for? If anything I'm the one that should be apologizing." Skyler said her voice kind and accepting and she leaned her head down and address Kalanda. She had to admit there was gentle sense of serenity that came from saying it, like a weight beginning to release from her chest. Hopefully they could both tear away the guilt that tormented day after day. And make room for some joy in there lives.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Amur had alot to say, which made two of them truth be told. To her surprise, she found the Sith admitting fault, which threw Kalanda for a loop as she heard the words leave the woman's mouth. Looking to Amur, Kalanda's vision returned to it's normal state, as there was some sort of change within the woman. What that change was, Kalanda didn't know, but there was a change to be found. She smiled slightly, finding much of the anger and self-loathing had gone away, though a great deal of nervousness was buzzing within the Sith. Kalanda stared at the Sith for a moment, her tears slowing as she could only marvel at what she was seeing. "You've changed." She said, her tone sounding almost jovial, though the witch would elaborate little on what she had meant with those words.

Finding her Murmur so close at hand, Kalanda's hands would find the Sith's, as she held to them tightly like someone might try and pull it away. "Well, before you tell me all about it, I screwed up on my end too." She started, her bottom lip threatening to pop out into a pout, but she held strong. "I shouldn't have run away. I just felt so worthless and unworthy for putting you in that situation. I was too eager to help, and I..." She paused, her eyes dropped down as her shoulders dropped, her mind a bit of a mess as she struggled with saying the word 'obsessive'. "I was overbearing. I just...I didn't want to lose you." Her eyes returned to find Amur's, though she bit her lip as she began to think back to things her mother had said. "I just can't imagine something happening to you, and the thought of that just...." She stopped, her gaze faltering once again as she leaned in to rest her head on the woman's chest, her mind cutting off at the idea of living without the Sith. At least her arm had been fixed as a result of that screw up on Borosk, and the pain that it bore was no longer crippling to her functions. After a small display of water works, Kalanda would collect herself, looking to the Sith, though she was still sniffling as she would await what Amur wished to say.

Amur

 

[Amur]

There was something nice about hearing Kala note her difference in attitude as of late, a small little joy to take to heart that her new path in life was bearing fruit, though perhaps she could save the specifics for later. Now wasn't really the time to go "Oh yeah, I changed and all it took was nearly freezing to death in some Force forsaken cave!" No that could come later, one little correction and piece of insight at a time. She wasn't going to murder the mood with something dark like that. Though it would have it's time. Especially because she finally heard the witch reveal her own inner turmoil.

Truth be told Skyler was preparing for and expecting this. Heck her last entry in that Journal Amur now needed to return was practically a taster for this conversation. It did always hurt a little to see just how quickly the witch wanted to blame herself. Still it was good that she could just give an a nice opening to bring this to bear, that way it could be succinctly be taken care of. So she held tightly onto Kala's hand and let her get it out, though Amur could feel a little bit of old pain want to wriggle it's way back. Especially at Kala's obvious fear of losing her, to think for Skyler she was practically inviting death after they had departed from each other. Now the poor witch was crying finding all that pain just bubbling up to the surface. Atleast she felt comfortable enough around the Sith to show them.

"It's ok, I understand. Just let it out and let it go." Skyler would say to the sobbing witch as she held on to her hand tightly and gave off an aura of comforting acceptance. "It's a lot to have to deal with..." Skyler would begin but would find herself drifting off before finishing as she found herself uncomfortable with the statement's natural conclusion: on your own. Skyler could feel her mind silently reminding her of what needed to be said. So when Kala finally settled down and looked at the witch with her marvelous ruby eyes that were now clouded by tears, Amur would start with a small sigh before continuing.

"Kala, I don't think any of this was your fault." There it was the beginning. It was painful in a way to say it, but Skyler just couldn't let the witch keep internalizing away everything bad that happened to her. She just had to keep going. "I had..." The Sith paused struggling to find the right words to phrase and sum up the complicated web of emotions toiling inside her. "I kept everything that ate at me quiet. I thought that if I talked about it that I would just hurt you more with having to deal with my burdens. So I just tried to put on a strong face and push through." Skyler would have to pause again, a little doubt over how she may have worded things but now she felt committed to just letting it out.

"It meant everything when you told me you loved me. Yet I just felt guilty all the time. I saw what you were willing to do for me and all the time I just felt like I was using you, I was hurting you by making you feel this way about me. It scared me because in some ways it reminded me of myself when well... I fell for that lie and it burned me." Amur's tone would gradually become more and more somber as she continued and she would find herself ducking her head and looking away slightly out of the shame that lay within her. Opening up was terrifying as she find herself now laying every perceived problem bare and awaiting judgement. Her mind may have calmed from the constant storm of abuse from the mental hallways, but it was still vulnerable of her to just lay her soul out. They was someone she cared about, and was hoping she wouldn't push away ever again.

"I should have told you about it, like you told me about your fear of being watched by something that night. Maybe if I did then... Borosk wouldn't have happened. I mean how were you supposed to know that there was a problem if I refused to tell you and hid it from you. How could you do anything if I didn't allow myself to open up and allow you to see the all the flaws show through." Tears were now falling freely as Skyler now found herself forced to stop and just breathe in order to gain the composure to finally bring everything to it's conclusion.

"When I said I was sorry after Borosk. I meant I was sorry I wasn't strong enough to be by your side when you needed me the most. I'm sorry that I had felt like I had no choice but to turn my back on you. That I was too tormented to do anything, that you had to see that inside of me and I wouldn't let you do a thing about it. You were scared and confused and you just needed someone by your side to help you and I..." Amur's voice was now the brink of breaking before she stopped. Quickly as the pain began to ensnare around from the memories flooding her mind Skyler would release her grip from Kala's hand so that she could quickly pull the Witch into a tight hug as she now clung to witch as if it was the last time they would ever hold onto each other. Skyler would bury her head into Kala's shoulder crying to herself.

"I'm so sorry for all the pain I caused you that day and I'd do anything to somehow go back and undo it.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

She wasn't used to this, having someone refute an apology was....well strange. Her mother never listened to her apologies, merely jumped right into the torture and punishment right away. Her sisters cared little for those words, telling her that there was no apology for failure, and again jumping right to punishment. But...now it wasn't her fault for something she had done. No, it was someone else to take the blame, and weirder yet was that there seemed to be no signs of violence looking to break out. Confusion was the first emotion Kalanda felt, as she heard the Sith begin to spill her guts, revealing the secrets and doubts that she had harbored about the love the pair shared. She could see another wave of turmoil, this one filled with sorrow, remorse, and it rushed through the gaps within the facade of the Sith. It broke her heart truth be told, but she knew well enough to stop one from spilling their thoughts.

Her brow furrowed with concern, as she witnessed the Sith showing emotions she hadn't seen before; at least not since the incident after Borosk. Had Amur felt these things all this time? Held these convictions for this long? The thought never crossed her mind that just as she had harbored blame for what happened, Amur had done the same. Her bottom lip quivered, as she wanted to stop the Sith from continuing, knowing that she had forgiven her for something she didn't even know to blame the woman for. The love that Kalanda has shown the woman had made her feel, and with that feeling came the memories of a darker time; a time that not even Kalanda could hope to understand.

As the words continued to come forth, Kalanda's hands clutched over her chest, feeling like a fool for having missed out on so much, for being unable to see such a thing. Amur insisted it wasn't her fault, and yet the witch felt she should have known better...shouldn't she? The feelings she felt now were indescribable, sensations that were alien to her before now. She didn't know what to say, let alone what to do. It wasn't her fault for what happened, Amur confirmed as much, and yet Kalanda still felt guilt. Over what, she wasn't sure, but the feeling was certainly there. The attempts to rationalize these thoughts failed, and Kalanda was left on a the verge of tears as the Sith before her was doing the same.

When the words stopped, the witch wasn't sure what to say, her mind still reeling from the revelation, as she held the Sith tightly, squeezing for all she was worth. "You already have." She muttered, though there was nothing to forgive in Kalanda's mind. "Just...please, stay with me. Talk to me. Just...." She paused, her voice faltered as she dug her fingers into the fabric of Amur's armor. "Just don't do that again." With that, Kalanda stopped speaking, merely holding onto the Sith that she had missed for so long. All was forgiven. It always had been. The croissants would have to wait.

Amur

 

[Amur]

She wept and was worried senseless that the risk she took to say her true feelings would be for naught. That she'd be rejected or pushed back, or that she would be punished in some way. Yet as she felt Kalanda cling back she found herself begin to feel lightheaded. Her body began to relax again and she could just enjoy to vast amount of warmth coming from Kalanda. The great comfort one could take from knowing that she was just accepted, and in a way, Kalanda's words were the cue in Amur's mind to start the process of forgiving herself. Even if there seemed to be a great bit of confusion within her love that came with her acceptance. Perhaps they both just needed time to wrestle with everything.

There was a silence in the air as the Sith began to calm down. Her sobs gently dying down and her eyes beginning to dry a little. Amur felt her body begin to grow weak and with it came a nice image. One that threatened to put a smile on her face. Skyler began to release her hold on Kalanda and would raise her head and look into Kalanda's eyes. They truly were beautiful and she couldn't help but wonder why the witch was so adamant about hiding them away from the word so much. Still she was treated to a view now and perhaps would get plenty of more time later. A few deep breaths from Amur finally calmed her down enough to try to speak.

"Thank you." were the first things she said but with the small subtle creepings of a grin forming at the corners of her mouth signaled that there was more to come. "This armor is feeling rather bulky right now and that couch is looking rather inviting. Mind if you help me get out of this thing and we can perhaps just relax maybe watch something on the Holo though I'd be content to just stare into your eyes as well." Skyler postured before moving her lone arm to try and undo all the restraints that kept her armor in place. Hoping that the witch would join in as well.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

After a long and well deserved embrace, Kala could feel the tension within the woman fade, and with it Amur felt...like her Murmur again. The ache that she had seen within the woman closed, as Kala held on for all she was worth, and with it she felt a degree of peace settle over her mind. It seemed that Murmur was ready to call it a day, and truth be told Kala was as well. The delicacies that she had prepared for her Murmur were going to have to wait; if nothing else, it'd serve to be breakfast for tomorrow. Trivial matters for another time.

It was nice to have everything feel right in the world for once in such a long time. As Amur suggested the pair relax, take a place on the couch, and on top of it all asking Kalanda to help her remove the armor that confined her. The witch saw an opportunity to exploit here. Kala smirked, taking a step back as she stroked her chin, seeing the opportunity that was laid before her. She had waited a long time for this, so very long indeed. A faint bit of color came across her cheeks, as she heard Amur state a desire to gaze into her eyes; which truth be told, Kala would be up for the same sort of thing. She had missed the woman so much, and what better way to rekindle their relationship than by getting up close and personal. "Well, what if....we took this to your bedroom?" Kalanda suggested, moving in now to help remove the armor, after all Amur only had the one arm. As she began to work away at the armor, Kala went one step forward, as she reached behind Amur, acting as if she was going to remove the final straps for the suit, only to do the oh so familiar Kala tactic of teleportation. The pair would arrive in Amur's bedroom, a site that Kala was well acquainted with, and she followed up her ploy with another act of deviancy. Gently pushing the Sith onto the bed, Kala quickly jumped atop Amur, giggling all the whole. "Ops, did I do that?" She teased, her hands coming down to remove the last bit of armor still attached to the woman. It felt...otherworldly to be back in the right bed, with her special person of all things. "I've missed having you close at hand. Every single night, I wanted to come back here and find you." Her eyes looked down at the Sith, studying the small details her force sight had missed out on. The curvature of her smile, the shape of her eyes, that precious shade of pink that broke out across her face when Kala caught her with her guard down; it was everything she could have wanted, and more.

Amur

 

[Amur]

Skyler looked on with a skeptical eye as she could just tell that some gears were turning in the back Kalanda's head. What oh what was she thinking of? Well the tinge of red flummoxing her cheeks and what she said next would clarify things if only for it to carry a new set of mental hooks. Amur couldn't keep her cool and very quickly a blush absolutely flooded her face turning it rose pink. The bedroom meant one thing... Her carnal lizard brain was now awashing itself in imagery and ideas of stimulus. It was most certainly now fueling a strong temptation. Truth be told the idea of going there into that sect of the human experience was just something that never crossed Skyler's mind. Yet despite the desire she could feel a part inhibit her with embarrassment. So as Kalanda got to work on undoing the various parts of Amur's armor she would hear the sith stammer.

"Oh, you want to take things to... We jus- The Sith awkwardly stammered and would try to get out before she could feel her stomach start another acrobatics display in her belly as she was quickly teleported to the bedroom. Her mind reeled and she was fighting the urge to vomit and before she knew it she had fallen on her own bed. Quickly the Kala pounced and was on top of her. It was startling and Kalanda always had a way of pushing the Sith's buttons in ways that led her feeling vulnerable but that wasn't such a bad thing. She had to admit feeling the witch's weight press her into the bed was comforting, she felt safe and welcomed and her body seemed to just give in and relax. Kala's tease would then elicit a giggle from Skyler.

"One of these days I'll be the one that'll get the jump on you and not the other way around." Skyler would try to slyly deliver even though nothing could work to betray the fact that their was a slight tone of embarrassment to the Sith's words. Still as Kalanda would undo the last piece of armor on Amur and she heard her sweet honeyed words the Sith would feel the entire universe grind to a halt. It didn't matter if only seconds or minutes or hours or even days passed of them just looking into eachother's eyes it was magic either way. A moment where she could forget about being busy, forget about the Empire, the wars and having to keep track of who might want her head on platter it all didn't matter. There was just this moment, nothing existed before or after. Everything was held in the present. There was now just one fact in existence.

She loved Kalanda Tishire and would do anything for her.

Suddenly the early awkwardness dissipated and now the ideas of where things she go felt natural. Now was perfect too as Kalanda was fixated and staring into her face and likely had blocked out everything else in her hyperfocus. Well if she was going to imply it then it was time to see if she go through with it or get cold feet. Skyler's lone hand would wrap around Kala's back and begin to pull her in before quickly the Sith would roll over and reverse the situation. Putting her on top and now looking down on Kalanda. Her eyes filled with desire.

"Well then, let me show you what you've been missing out on." Amur muttered with sultry tone to her voice as she leaned down and gave Kala a kiss that would give way to a flurry of passion. After all Kala wasn't the one who missed being by her love.

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Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Despite all that she did up to this point, Kala was frankly clueless about the...intricacies of love. She was nervous, but that nervousness was drowning in a sea of abundant happiness. She loved getting Amur like this, and seeing the broody nature of the Sith crumble all from a few select targets of teasing, well, it just made Kala's heart swell. She was absolutely in love with this woman. Her first, and only love she hoped.

She smiled slyly as Amur threatened to turn the tables one of these days, something that Kala had heard before. She thought it unlikely, because deep down Murmur loved it just as much as she did. "Uh huh, we'll see about that, still have to teach you how to teleport." The thought crossed Kala's mind again, and given how much Amur's force nature had changed, maybe it would be a good time to try and train her, officially now. It was a pleasant thought, but one that would be short lived as the world spun violently out of her control.

At once, she was atop the Murmur, ruling over her dominion, and now she had been cast down. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the Sith looming over her, a nervous giggle slipping through her lips, as her arms retreated up to cover her chest. The way Murmur was looking at her was different than any other time before. It didn't scare her, no, it just made the room feel much, much hotter; but she was pretty sure the ac was on. "O-Oh, is that so?" She questioned, though her words were clearly slurred. She had never done the 'thing' that all couples were supposed to do, and truth was she was pretty nervous. But if she was going to do this, than she would do it with Murmur. Her arms relaxed, moving up and taking hold of the Sith, and quickened her rate of decent. One thing was certain, when their lips touch, Kala felt like she was on another world. The anxieties she held were swiftly melted away by the heat of passion, and now the witch could have some quality time with her Murmur.

It was nice to be in love. Even more so to act upon it.
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Amur

 

[Amur]

The night had been a blur after that but one that left a nice warm feeling inside the Sith's chest when she finally began to drift off to sleep with her Kala held firmly in her arms, just as things should be. She didn't need to fidget or toss or turn, she could just rest her head against her love and feel secure in finally having her in her life again. The hours would melt away in slumber with nary a thing to contest her sleep. It was the best thing she had in ages and Amur would fall into a deep slumber as her body tried desperate to make up on the sleep deficit that it accumulated over time of overwork.

As her mind began to deposit her back into the present her eyes would slowly droop open. A lazy bowing of her head and yawn would signal the first moments of a new day for Skyler. Waking up her mind would begin to hazily process the world around it. She didn't feel like she needed to rush, she could cancel everything she had planned for today and just push it onto another day, the hassle was worth it if it meant she could have some long needed alone time with her favorite person in the world. As her eyes adjusted to the light of the morning she could finally see and notice the arm that had hooked around her chest. Kala was still there and with that came another gentle yawn and the lethargic movement of Amur's right hand as she moved it to caress Kalanda's white hair.

"Hey, you awake dear?" Skyler would ask as she went to kiss Kalanda on the forehead.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

It was a night that Kalanda wouldn't forget. That was very much a certainty when the excitement toned down. She clung to her lovers form, feeling a sense of comfort and warmth that she hadn't experienced in quite some time. It was everything she had thought it would be, and waking up with her best friend in the whole galaxy, she felt like everything was finally right in the galaxy.

She held into the woman, listening to the rise and all of her breaths, the soft thudding of Amur's heart. It was simple things like this that she missed. The witch merely laid there, watching her Murmur sleep, taking in everything about the woman that she adored. As time drug on, she could feel the warmth and comfort taking hold of her, threatening to whisk her away back into dreamland. But it was for nought.

Feeling the hand moving through her hair, Kala's body stirred, being torn back from the near sleep she had almost fallen into. "I've been awake silly!" She responded, giggling at the kiss to her forehead, as she returned the gesture; priming a kiss aimed for the collarbone. "Now that you're up, we can get down to serious buisness. About your crime." She grinned, straddling the Sith as the first stages to her plan was to take place. She had been a bit hungry for a while, and the late night festivities had resulted in her croissants being left unfinished. It was something she needed to make right, but first, Amur had to attone for her baking crime. "For the crime of halting my baking practices, I must hand down the most cruel punishment imaginable...." Her hands would take hold of Amur's cheeks, as she felt the bed sheets slide down her back. Her hands dropped down, targeting Amur's sides as Kala handed down judgement. "Tickle attack!" She declared, knowing to a Sith it had to be the most dreadful thing imaginable. Though she had no real confirmation if her Murmur was vulnerable to such things. Giggling madly, Kala would relent, showing mercy after a few moments as she laid against the Sith. She really didn't want to get out of bed, but it was to be a nessicary evil. "Okay, but I'm going to start breakfast. Any special requests?" She inquired, her hands hugging the Sith, lips looking for one more kiss before vanishing into the kitchen to begin the first meal of the day; though the energy she was giving off was infectious to say the least.

Amur

 

[Amur]

She was totally asleep the Sith thought to herself as she felt herself being lampooned with a kiss in return, seeing how someone could spring from near sleep to giddy excitement at the snap of a moment. It was all so endearing as she could practically see the emotion beaming out of those two red orbs. Which why it concerned Skyler when suddenly she saw the formation of mischievous intent and then the mention of a crime.

"Wait. What crime? She puttered with a confusted expression which only grew more intense as Kalanda elaborated and grabbed her cheeks. What bit of insanity was she going to do now? Please oh please don't be another teleportation she didn't want to vomit today. Instead though for the crime of interrupting her baking Amur would receive a far worse punishment.

Kala had pounced! Suddenly attacking her vulnerable sides causing the Sith's body to recoil and contort in rebellion as her lungs gave way and released a torrent of uncontrolled giggling. She tried to raise her hand and arm to act as a guard but it quickly proved fruitless. The witch simply just had the upper hand in this round of tickling. When Kala finally relented Amur would find herself caught in a few deep breaths trying to regain control over her body, fighting the perplexing feeling of hating and loving the 'punishment' she had been delivered. It certainly caused her face to blush a few shades of pink. Though truth be told she would never stop it. When stared into Kalanda's eye again asked for any requests she knew exactly what she wanted.

Immediately upon asking Amur would move in and kissed Kala on the lips. Her mouth was open and soon her tongue began to intrude into the witch's mouth like it was a shared home always meant to be. Skyler's eyes were shut by her vision didn't die as in the inside of her mind began to construct an entire life revolving around the two hand in hand, embrace met with embrace, side by side all together. Filling like she had a piece in a puzzle slot into her and complete her in this one interaction as her tongue grew familiar with the confines and surroundings and it's soul mate. All on such a deep, intimate level that she suspected few Sith had ever felt on any plane of existence. She hoped this feeling would stay throughout time, and with that hope planted she pulled away. A sly smile on her lips as she checked to see how her dear was handling this. With it came a sly comment.

"I just needed an appetizer. Now you can go and make breakfast." She spoke in soft relaxed voice as she gave Kala a gentle boop on the nose with her index finger. Before letting the witch go about her business.

Kalanda Tishire

 

[Kalanda Tishire]

Amur had the cutest laugh, probably the best laugh if Kala was being honest. Needless to say, finding a new way to extract it from her lover made her giddy, though laying against a breathless Amur was rather fantastic in the world of a Kala. As the witch giggled and enjoyed the 'cruelty' of her punishment, she was completely caught off guard by what her Murmur did next. The kiss was to be expected, or initially it was, but the sensation of having Amur's tongue in her mouth threw her for a loop. Thoughts of a soul mate were perhaps to complex for Kalanda, but, what wasn't complex was the idea of being in love, and wanting to stay by Amur's side for the rest of her days; she only wished every day could start like this. Her eyes were wide open as the attack commenced, the ruby gems in the witches eyes glistened and shimmered as Amur got her own sort of pay back, quite literally blowing the witches mind. Kalanda's face turned about as red as her eyes, and when paired with her platinum colored hair, it was rather obvious what was going on for the witch.

As Amur pulled back, there was a stunned silence that came from the witch as she tried to piece together the reality that Amur had so skillfully shattered. She sat in a bit of silence for a moment, only the 'boop' of her Murmur snapped her back into reality. She could register the smug look of satisfaction that the Sith was giving off, and truth be told Kala was more than satisfied with this new revelation of what kissing could be. "Right, okay, appetizer." She chimed, disappearing in a cloud of green myst, leaving Amur to her thoughts as Kala began the process of making a meal fit for a Murmur. She went basic, eggs benedict with a side of bacon; quick and simple, not to mention delicious. Taking time to store the remnants of her baking experience from the other night, Kalanda prepared two dishes; one for herself, and another for Amur. Securing a breakfast tray, Kalanda poured two glasses of orange juice, and set it alongside the dishes she had prepared. Armed with eggs and bacon, Kalanda would return to the bedroom, giggling with glee as she presented her offering to the Sith. "Okay, little more than an appetizer, but I figured after last night you might need some calories." She teased, setting the tray across Amur's lap and climbing into bed in quick succession.

Hopefully, Amur would take well to her breakfest, and if so Kalanda would take the time to tease the Sith further. "So, I was thinking, after last night...should we be concerned about child birth?" Kalanda asked, keeping a rather straight face even though she knew it was a ridiculous question; but she knew it would prompt a world of confusion for Amur. She wasn't an idiot, after all she was a fething doctor, but she did so love teasing her cuddly Sith from time to time. Plucking away at her own eggs and bacon, Kala kept the straight face for as long as she could, but after swallowing a forkful of eggs benedict, she burst into a fit of laughter; she cracked herself up. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding! Come on silly, I'm not a dolt!" She remarked, leaning her head onto Amur and sighing happily, before going back to eating.

Amur