Iturizu Yuvie
Be carfule what you wish for
Location: Junk Temple
Objective: 1-Search and Recover, *smooth jazz music*
[member="Tristram Senan"]
What ever was happening to her body she could only expect it had something to do with being aroused, not an area she had much experience in, probably considered odd for someone of her age and looks, but alas that was the life of a isolated Sith and Imperial Inquisitor. Though an alien feeling, and despite all the instinct telling her this was wrong it felt... well nice, like a subtle embrace that warmed her otherwise cold heart. The only analogy she could com up with was a child living most of their life without candy, and then suddenly tasting one.
Slowly Yuvie began to give into the feeling of being caressed, but was suddenly pulled out if it as Tristram stood up, putting distance between to two, a little odd considering how he had been acting, but perhaps the Jedi was more of a gentleman then she had realized. Quickly coming back to her senses Yuvie s mentally slapped herself, taking in a deep breath to try and calm her racing heart, "Y-yes, d-do not worry, I will be right here". As the Jedi ran off a bit away she grasped her cheeks between her hands, "aaaaaaaaaaaah what were you thinking Yuvie now is not the time or place, you hardly know him, he hardly knows you, this is not some fairy tail with a knight in shinning armor, focus focus focus".
It took her a solid 5 minutes but soon she had calmed down, returning more so to her stoic expression, breathing in a more regulated manner, keeping a hand across her wound for comfort. It seemed in that time period Tristram had found something, the Mirialan looking up from her seated position towards the Jedi and his comment, herself giving a small glare at the mention of girly, but ultimately giving a confirming nod, prepared for what ever may happen. "Ready when you are" she replied watching on with a quizzical expression as the Jedi went about pulling on the statues arm, herself wondering why the man did not just use the force.
Nothing seemed to happen, bust slowly the wall gave way, opening up a tiny amount to a staircase leading deeper into the temple depths, hopefully not filled with spider like here, though Yuvie doubted that spiders would have the mental capability to open doors. As Tristram sat down near she she could not help but speak her mind about something that had been bothering her since their little incident, "S-senan, if you do not mind me asking, why do you hate Sith so much... silly as it may be, knowing full well what they have done, it seems your reasons a very... personal". She just hoped her words did not strike a nerve that resulted in another broken rib, herself cringing a little after uttering the question.
Objective: 1-Search and Recover, *smooth jazz music*
[member="Tristram Senan"]
What ever was happening to her body she could only expect it had something to do with being aroused, not an area she had much experience in, probably considered odd for someone of her age and looks, but alas that was the life of a isolated Sith and Imperial Inquisitor. Though an alien feeling, and despite all the instinct telling her this was wrong it felt... well nice, like a subtle embrace that warmed her otherwise cold heart. The only analogy she could com up with was a child living most of their life without candy, and then suddenly tasting one.
Slowly Yuvie began to give into the feeling of being caressed, but was suddenly pulled out if it as Tristram stood up, putting distance between to two, a little odd considering how he had been acting, but perhaps the Jedi was more of a gentleman then she had realized. Quickly coming back to her senses Yuvie s mentally slapped herself, taking in a deep breath to try and calm her racing heart, "Y-yes, d-do not worry, I will be right here". As the Jedi ran off a bit away she grasped her cheeks between her hands, "aaaaaaaaaaaah what were you thinking Yuvie now is not the time or place, you hardly know him, he hardly knows you, this is not some fairy tail with a knight in shinning armor, focus focus focus".
It took her a solid 5 minutes but soon she had calmed down, returning more so to her stoic expression, breathing in a more regulated manner, keeping a hand across her wound for comfort. It seemed in that time period Tristram had found something, the Mirialan looking up from her seated position towards the Jedi and his comment, herself giving a small glare at the mention of girly, but ultimately giving a confirming nod, prepared for what ever may happen. "Ready when you are" she replied watching on with a quizzical expression as the Jedi went about pulling on the statues arm, herself wondering why the man did not just use the force.
Nothing seemed to happen, bust slowly the wall gave way, opening up a tiny amount to a staircase leading deeper into the temple depths, hopefully not filled with spider like here, though Yuvie doubted that spiders would have the mental capability to open doors. As Tristram sat down near she she could not help but speak her mind about something that had been bothering her since their little incident, "S-senan, if you do not mind me asking, why do you hate Sith so much... silly as it may be, knowing full well what they have done, it seems your reasons a very... personal". She just hoped her words did not strike a nerve that resulted in another broken rib, herself cringing a little after uttering the question.