Meeting the New Staff

[Onrai]

"They will find out..." He frowned, even as he allowed her to continue unbuttoning his shirt. "They always find out. And I have a life I don't want to lose. I don't know about you - for all I know you'd get a promotion for doing this - but I know about me." His hands ended up on her shoulders once more, a firm grasp held upon them. "What happened to you in your life that made you this way? That made you so willing to sacrifice your body for the Dark Side?"

Perhaps he could speak to her - though her touch was very much reaching him.

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

That question gave her pause. In that moment, she remembered. She remembered the Coruscant streets, the abusive caretakers, the assassins that raised her. The training. The indoctrination. The death. Looking up at the ones she trusted as they carved runes into her skin. Plunging her blade into other trainees, all in the name of furthering her own power. In that moment, her eyes flashed a darker, more sickly shade of yellow as she remembered.
But after a moment, they returned to the glowing gold of before.
"I realized my own weakness. I realized the trap that is the Light, and just how freeing the Dark truly is. There is no future, Mr. Imperieuse. Even the Force can't reveal that. All that matters is the present, the here, the now."
She slipped off her blouse, revealing the dark, intricate runic tattoos that covered her limbs, stomach, and back.
"All that matters is passion; and right now, our passions align."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"There is always a future." He leaned forward, pinning her legs between himself and the desk as he continued to keep his hands on her shoulders. "You have a future. So do I. Denying the Light is like denying a part of yourself - both must be in balance to ensure our decision making is never clouded by inferior judgement." The pressure was growing exceptionally tense within him.

"I... I just can't let you do this, Nox. Think about what it'll cost you in the future. Think about the pain and suffering you'll go through."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

She almost had him, she almost had him, dammit!
She just needed a bit more pressure, a bit more temptation.
"Balance is useless. Teetering on the edge serves it's purpose for a time, but eventually, all fall prey to the Dark. The Dark existed long before the Light, and will last long after the Light is snuffed out."
She leaned back on the desk, breathing hard.
"The sooner you embrace that darkness, the sooner your eyes will be opened to a world you can only dream of in your current state."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

Slowly he leaned over, heated breath mere centimeters from her lips. "I have already tasted the Dark. I do not need to drown in it again. I nearly murdered my first love because of that." He sighed, arms wrapping around her like a gentle hug. "The Light and the Dark have always existed alongside one another. One has never existed without the other - but I'm sure you know this." He smiled. "You just refuse to believe it. Please... Accept the truth. That balance is needed."

He gave her forehead a soft kiss. "I can show you the way... But you will need to forsake the Sith. Abandon their false teachings and learn from one who has felt both sides of the coin."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

She had him. . . sort of.
She had an opening, a chance. She would be a fool to say no.
"Very well. . . I shall return to my duties."
In an instant, her precense in the Force dissapeared, and her eyes returned to a pale blue. She gathered up her blouse, and began to walk away.
"If you truly believe in balance, then I will respect that. However, if you should ever desire another taste of the Darkness, you know where I will be."
Hard to get; romances favorite game.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

some several days later

Vitor was very troubled. On one hand - he knew that his secretary was a Sith. It seemed as though she almost taunted him with it every single step of the way, so much so that he came to work early, lest he run into her. Yet if he exposed her - who knew what repercussions the company would face?

She was absent from her desk. A sigh came to his lips as he figured that there could only be one place she was at.

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

She made no secret of where she was. Her contacts were out, her Darkness radiating out. She knew he wouldn't expose her, at least for now. He had no real reason to. She had done nothing wrong, nothing illegal. . . that he knew of. If he knew her true past, Nox knew he would expose her in a heartbeat.
So on his desk she waited, her sickly yellow eyes staring at the door. For now, she waited for him. For another battle of wills, for another battle of Light and Dark, in a fashion.
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"Why do you do this?" Arms were crossed even as the door sealed shut behind him. "What purpose do you think it serves to simply sit on my desk in a sultry posture? I already feel your stare every moment I walk by the front desk. I can't risk you as a Sith being a part of my company, let alone being involved with me."

Still he stared, even as he looked down on her in frustration. "I'm tired of having to do this. Just stop."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

She examined her nails, calm as could be.
"Oh? You complain, yet you do nothing to stop me. You threaten to expose me, yet no Republic troops knock on my door. I think thou doth protest too much."
She shrugged, continuing her nail examination.
"Which is why I have a proposition: try me. Try me right here, right now, and if afterwards you decide it was too wrong, that you never want to do it again, then I'll dissappear. I'll leave your life, and you can continue on with your boring little business in a dying Republic. If you want me to leave, that is."
She finally looked at him, a smirk on her face.
"What do you say?"
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"I would say yes..." He stepped forward. "If I could trust you. But everything you've done, from blatantly showcasing your allegiance to the Dark Side to trying to actively seduce me twice now. How do I know you won't attempt to use this as an opportunity to gain the leverage I know you want?" He continued to stare at her, bold blue eyes attempting to pierce through her own.

"And either way... I want to try and be friends with you. Which means I need to know more about you, Nox. Trading stories is always a good way to bond."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

"Very well." She sighed. "If you truly desire my tragic backstory, then you will hear such a sob stoty.
I was born on Coruscant, near twenty years now. I never knew my mother or father, and do not particularly care to. I was raised by the streets, until I was eight years old. Then, I was found by a Dark Jedi cult, known as the Hands of the Shadow."
She shuddered at the mention of their name.
"They taught me to embrace the Darkness, to become my passions. They trained me in the art of death, and I delighted in it. But it wasn't enough. I needed more. So I betrayed them. Fled to the Sith, where I found a home. For now."
She considered adding in about her sister, but decided against it.
"There. That's my story."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"Fun..." He sighed, sitting down next to her on the table. "I was born on a planet whose name I can't even remember anymore. I was assigned to another planet I've forgotten the name of, and soon ended up possessed by a Sith Spirit. The end result was that I nearly killed everyone I ever had been friends with before being incapacitated and shoved into a stasis casket."

He sighed, shuddering a bit. "When I woke up, everyone was dead. No one I ever knew was still alive. The pirates who brought me back - I killed them in a fit of blind rage and took their ship. From there, life really began for me." He rested his head on a raised arm's palm.

"That said... I still have no reason to trust your offer."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

"You want a reason? Here's a few."
Nox took a deep breath as she began.
"I have never given you a reason not to trust me. In all of our time together, I have been honest with you. You never asked my allegiance, therefore I did not tell you. But when you figured it out, I did not try to lie to you. I did not attempt to deny it, even though I probably should have. I have never lied to you, Mr. Imperieuse. Not once."
Her yellow eyes stared into his.
"You have better than a reason to trust me; you have both that and no reason not to."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

A soft sigh came to his lips as he looked back at her. "Very well... but if you want to do this, we need to do one thing. Also, we need to find another place. One more private." Standing back up, he motioned for Nox to follow him to the secondary elevator shaft. As they descended, he smiled. "Nice and private several hundred feet below the planet's surface, in a bomb-proof laboratory. I believe we have one that's open - and where the skin rejuvenator is."

He soon motioned to the object within the corner of the lab - a man-sized skin rejuvenator. "Get naked and get in. This is my one condition to us doing this."

[member="Nox"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

Nox stared at the rejuvenator, biting her lip in indecision.
Her tattoos, her runes, were a major part of her. They marked her as a Hand of the Shadow, one of the Chosen. They pronounced to the world her superiority, her enlightenment. In a way, they were her.
But this was bigger than her. Despite her doubts about the Sith, she was loyal, and she could always carve new runes into her skin.
She sighed.
"Very well."

Once the process was done, she stepped out, rubbing her now smooth skin.
"I feel. . . different. Unclean."
[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Nox"]

"You look... Wonderful." He smiled, motioning to the corner of the room. "As is, if you're still really insistent about this - then perhaps we can get right to it." In the recesses of his mind, he knew that this was a bad move. He knew that the chances were that this could come back to bite him. Yet there were no recording devices, and the chances of any aftereffects from this were quite minimal.

Not to mention it was the only way to get her off his back.

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

4 months later. . .

A smile graced her face as she got the news. Her plan had worked. All of the boring work, the months of waiting, of silence between them, it had all worked out. Her plan was finally coming to fruition, and all she had to do was initialize phase two of her little coup.
She exited the hospit, opening up her holocommunicator, scrolling to a contact she had, but had never used.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]
Meet me at the cafe near your office, three days from now.
We need to talk.
-Nox

 

[Onrai]

[member="Nox"]

It was the time and the place. Vitor sat down, waiting for his secretary to arrive. For four months, all had been peaceful and quiet. Unusually, she had told the truth - no more sexual harassment, no more consistent worrying over her infiltrating into his office and stealing things. this message was the first thing he had received in a few months.

Hopefully it wasn't another call for favors.

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

She spotted him sitting there, looking rather apprehensive about things. She didn't blame him, honestly. She didn't know for sure how he would react, but she knew he was an honorable man. At the very least, he would stand by her until then.
Nox slid into the chair across from [member="Vitor Imperieuse"], her eyes roaming him with a smile on her face.
"Vitor. It has been too long. How have you been?"
She was stalling a bit, yes. This wasn't the type of news someone just sprang, after all.