(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
"Even the part of me still haunted by Andrew?"
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Private Shadows in Silk
- Thread starter Kaelon Virex
- Start date
Alyssa Kydd
Character
"Especially that part. You feel things hard. That's rare in a galaxy that just wants us numb."
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer looked at her. The air smelled like ash and citrus. A light breeze lifted the steam in gentle plumes.
And she kissed her again — not out of need, but of choice.
And she kissed her again — not out of need, but of choice.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Location: Spa Sanctum – Juno's Reach, Private Atrium Baths
Steam rolled in gentle waves across the atrium floor, where bioluminescent blossoms bloomed beside shallow pools fed by stone lion fountains. High above, the glass ceiling was tinted with floating flower lanterns, softly illuminating the mist-draped corridors in hues of peach and midnight blue.
Sommer emerged first.
She wore a sheer wrap tunic of silver-ice silk, slit high at the thighs and cinched by a black velvet sash. Beneath it, a dark gray bralette with constellation embroidery hugged her form, matched by silky high-cut briefs and a hidden thigh strap that held a vibro-pin — not that anyone here would notice. Her heels — yes, those heels — had been traded for silver-soled flats that shimmered with each step.
Her damp hair was twisted in a coiled updo, with a few rebellious strands curled around her jawline. She wore no obvious jewelry… but the perfume mist on her collarbones was quietly lethal.
Steam rolled in gentle waves across the atrium floor, where bioluminescent blossoms bloomed beside shallow pools fed by stone lion fountains. High above, the glass ceiling was tinted with floating flower lanterns, softly illuminating the mist-draped corridors in hues of peach and midnight blue.
Sommer emerged first.
She wore a sheer wrap tunic of silver-ice silk, slit high at the thighs and cinched by a black velvet sash. Beneath it, a dark gray bralette with constellation embroidery hugged her form, matched by silky high-cut briefs and a hidden thigh strap that held a vibro-pin — not that anyone here would notice. Her heels — yes, those heels — had been traded for silver-soled flats that shimmered with each step.
Her damp hair was twisted in a coiled updo, with a few rebellious strands curled around her jawline. She wore no obvious jewelry… but the perfume mist on her collarbones was quietly lethal.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
Kydd, by contrast, had chosen a more striking ensemble: a sapphire-blue plunge halter gown with a low V-cut and open back, the fabric shifting like fluid with each movement. A thin belt of gold links wrapped twice around her waist. Her boots were light-travel model slippers — casual, sexy, and custom-fit for hidden toe blades. Her hair was wet, pushed back and slicked to one side, accentuating the sharpness of her cheekbones.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
They laughed.
But the moment didn't stay theirs alone.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Two men stood lounging on the edge of the marble cold bath nearby — shirtless, robed loosely, clearly having pre-gamed with something from the liquor springs. Their voices carried just a little too far, and their eyes locked on Sommer and Alyssa with casual arrogance.
The first was tall, blond, heavily tanned, and wore mirrored lenses despite the evening hour. His robe was half-open, revealing a lean build and a scar trailing down one side of his ribs.
The other was shorter, darker-skinned, with messy curls and a cybernetic ear flashing faint green with ambient signals. He was grinning even before they got close.
The first was tall, blond, heavily tanned, and wore mirrored lenses despite the evening hour. His robe was half-open, revealing a lean build and a scar trailing down one side of his ribs.
The other was shorter, darker-skinned, with messy curls and a cybernetic ear flashing faint green with ambient signals. He was grinning even before they got close.
Sommer raised a brow
Alyssa Kydd
Character
Alyssa, however, leaned in just slightly.
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer rolled her eyes.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer stepped forward, folding her arms.
The men took the hint, slipping back toward the other wing of the atrium, though not without a lingering glance.
Cyber-ear laughed. "Fair enough, queen."
The men took the hint, slipping back toward the other wing of the atrium, though not without a lingering glance.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer and Alyssa took their place beneath a fragrant hanging vine canopy, letting the steam swallow the tension.
Alyssa Kydd
Character
"Please. That was nothing. Try trading spice with five Gran merchants in a cave during a sandstorm while wearing boots one size too small."
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
"Damn."
Alyssa Kydd
Character
They sank into the heat, letting it rise through their skin. The distant sound of windchimes echoed from the high atrium, and for a moment, the galaxy felt... quiet.
But they both knew something was coming.
It always was.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Location: The Gilded Veil – Private Security Suite, Lower Levels
Kael leaned back in the chair, eyes red-rimmed from too much caffeine and too little trust.
The Veil was calm on the surface — the new band was rehearsing, the bar was stocked, the dancers on break. For once, nothing had caught fire, been stolen, or tried to seduce him for blackmail.
But that never lasted.
The security terminal blinked once. Then again.
A flagged, encrypted data packet had appeared on the Veil's private feed. No access logs. No origin tag.
The footage was grainy at first, then stabilized — from one of the side corridors near the back-loading dock.
Therin Vos.
Clad in a long, smooth obsidian coat. Her hair down. Her expression unreadable.
She walked with two unknown figures — male, masked, in dark coats. One held a case. The other held something... living in a covered crate.
They stopped just short of the club's secured freight elevator. Therin lifted a hand — not to signal — but to touch the wall.
The wall glowed faintly, revealing a sigil — one Kael had never seen before.
The case was opened. Therin reached inside, pulled out a small, crystalline orb — blood-red, swirling with energy.
She didn't say a word. But the masked men bowed. Then, the footage abruptly cut to black.
No exit. No explanation.
Just her.
In his club.
Kael leaned back in the chair, eyes red-rimmed from too much caffeine and too little trust.
The Veil was calm on the surface — the new band was rehearsing, the bar was stocked, the dancers on break. For once, nothing had caught fire, been stolen, or tried to seduce him for blackmail.
But that never lasted.
The security terminal blinked once. Then again.
A flagged, encrypted data packet had appeared on the Veil's private feed. No access logs. No origin tag.
The holo-screen flickered, then played.
[SURVEILLANCE FOOTAGE – TWO DAYS PRIOR]
Time Stamp: 0307hrsThe footage was grainy at first, then stabilized — from one of the side corridors near the back-loading dock.
Therin Vos.
Clad in a long, smooth obsidian coat. Her hair down. Her expression unreadable.
She walked with two unknown figures — male, masked, in dark coats. One held a case. The other held something... living in a covered crate.
They stopped just short of the club's secured freight elevator. Therin lifted a hand — not to signal — but to touch the wall.
The wall glowed faintly, revealing a sigil — one Kael had never seen before.
The crate twitched. Muffled sounds — not human. Almost like... breathing underwater.
The case was opened. Therin reached inside, pulled out a small, crystalline orb — blood-red, swirling with energy.
She didn't say a word. But the masked men bowed. Then, the footage abruptly cut to black.
No exit. No explanation.
Just her.
In his club.
Kaelon Virex
Character
Kael sat frozen.
Not just sending velvet-draped negotiators.
Here. On his watch.
He replayed the footage. Frame by frame. That orb. That sigil. That breathing sound from the crate. It all screamed off-world sorcery or some Sith-tier black deal that had no place in the Veil.
He cursed under his breath, then slapped the comm open.
Not just whispering through proxies.
Not just sending velvet-draped negotiators.
Here. On his watch.
He replayed the footage. Frame by frame. That orb. That sigil. That breathing sound from the crate. It all screamed off-world sorcery or some Sith-tier black deal that had no place in the Veil.
He cursed under his breath, then slapped the comm open.
Kaelon Virex
Character
"Therin was in the building."