@[member="Syn"], @[member="Celtic Corcoran"]
She was never so happy to see a tree. Although she doubted she could climb it now, her muscles ached as well as her head. But even still, her blood was still pumping inside of her. The thrill of the hunt had her blood up and there was a new energy wanting to be released. She walked and stopped with laboured breath, but not from exercise, but for a longing, a wanting and her eyes fell on Syn. There was no expression on her face, but her eyes looked him over with hunger. All she really wanted was to be alone with him now, in the forest and well... satiate herself.
However, it was thwarted .. she could sense him anxious to get to Celtic, to see how her day had been. He stopped and turned and kissed her. Her body did not ease though .. it ignited and the fire of passion engulfed her. She kissed him back, her hands wandering to his lower back and beyond and she dug her nails in. She pressed her body to his and through her kiss he would be able to tell she was in need. But.. she pulled back and smiled. It would have to be another time.
"I am going to bathe, and rid my body of this grim before the feasting tonight. I hope Celtic enjoyed herself today", she said as she walked to the lift, she did not care how is look to anyone her taking the lift, she just did not want to climb this afternoon. Once the lift reached the upper platform, Iella immediately went to their room. She undressed from the form fitting clothes and poured the water into the basin. She enjoyed the water on her body a little longer then was necessary, but she had time and took the small indulgence that was allowed her. She dried her body and dressed back into the white dress, brushed her hair.
While Syn was with Celtic, she decided to go for a walk through the upper platforms of the Cathar. She decided to take her lightsaber with her this time, but before she did she checked it and did some minor repairs and cleaning firstly. Iella left the room and started to wander, with no real direction in mind, she just wanted to find somewhere to let off steam.
It is a village really the residencies in the tall forest trees. She marveled at the ingenuity of it all as she walked. She could hear voices of children and adults talking within the walls, but she did not understand them. The slight sound of music filled the air and laughter too, but she did not seek company. Along one of the walkways see looked out across to the horizon, the sun setting a beautiful yellow light across the plains and danced atop the waves on the ocean. Maybe tomorrow she would ask Syn if the ocean was safe to swim in. If there is beetles underground who knew what was in the oceans of Cathar. But she would love nothing more then to feel the ocean water on her skin.
She found she had arrived at a small platform, vacant of any buildings or structures of any kind. The only thing was the railing around the edge, this was perfect. Iella moved to the middle of the area and stretched her back, her saber in her hand. Her thump moved only slightly and the blade was ignited.
Firstly, she took stance, remembering her training and practice in Sokan. She concentrated on a memory, a memory that took her back to their ship on their way to Tython, she smiled at the thought of it. It was as if she could almost feel Syn standing behind her holding her hand as he showed her the technique, that soft gently flow of his arm as he waved the saber in the form, instructing her. It was also a memory of a wonderful moment, when they both revealed an attraction for one another. And let it free with a physical union.
This is not helping Iella. She chuckled to herself. Get your mind off it.
However, she was not here to practice Sokan, no, this was going to be a freestyle training. She started to move around the space, her bare feet light on the polished wood of the floor. Now she closed her eyes and concentrated on the force, letting it fill her entirely, to all parts of her being. It came easy to her now, to see the landscape through the force, a gift from her Master and one of the highest value. Her saber hummed as it as did, different to the usual saber, as it pulsed with her heart. The white blade filling the area with it's light and casting the beginnings of shadows within the tree branches. It would soon be dark.
Her arms extended, one hand on her blade the other out in a defensive position. She began to move them, her saber forming strikes and defensive blocks against an invisible opponent. Her feet moving in circles as she danced around the space. Her other arm moving in push positions or what might appear to be blocks of a physical strike. Spinning around in a complete circle bring her saber on a horizontal plane, her other arms in parallel with her blade and as she did so, she lowered until she rested her weight on one leg the other outstretched. Then she would rise up, her blade striking. A short burst of speed would have her spin kick and form a push on the landing, her blade in unison with the movements.
Time seemed to stand still when she is in this trance like state with the free form. Iella was using three elements, lightsaber defense and attack, force push and martial arts in this free style.
And it felt so right.