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[Asaaj En Kelsani]

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Location: Coven of The Sisters of Twight on Qina



The embers of the shared teleportation ritual coalesced by the dark red flames of the ritual fire, the power of the two women combined, in addition to the a amount of blood they had both consumed made the long trip as easy as some might cross a room. Asaaj gripped the hand of Persephone Ambrosia tightly, only letting go when they were both safely in Asaaj's coven. Technically Persephone was an outsider, but with the force bond sharing their powers and emotions, there was little that separated her from being a nightsister herself now.

As the ash settled, Asaaj stepped forward, blood still dripped from her blood sodden clothes and she reached her hand forward allowing blood to drip into the flame. The place was pitch dark other than the fire and other torches as she had travelled at night. Not that it bothered the two vampiresses. She looked back at Persephone as she regained her bearings, this was likely her first dathomiri teleportation and it could sometimes be disorientating. Asaaj's teeth were still fully extended and her eyes were yellow with the fresh blood that had been spilled, but she retained her soft feminine features. She looked lovingly at her. "welcome to Qina my love, I have been so excited to show you this and now I can."

Nearby the fire a deep stone lined pool glistened in the flickering red light making it look eerily like blood, despite it being water. Servants were beginning to take glowing red rocks from the fire and submerge them around the edges of the pool, bubbles formed as they transferred there heat into the water, warming it.

Asaaj came close to Persephone and ran her finger down her nose, collecting a streak if stray blood. She stood in front of one of the most terrifying creatures in the galaxy, a vampire with thousands of years of bloodshed under her belt, but Asaaj stroked her skin affectionately as if all that were nothing. "Does it bother you that I do not fear a women more powerful and deadly than myself" she asked, looking straight into Perse's eyes, savouring their new intimate connection.

The night sister wondered if Persephone wished for permanence, or if she would like to research severing the link. Asaaj hoped the former, but would not say anything at this time, despite the likelihood that Persephone now knew exactly what she was thinking.

 

[Persephone Ambrosia]

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She left the spell still holding Asaaj's hand, glancing to her immediately, then quickly taking stock of the room. It wasn't that she didn't trust her. Far from it in fact. Persephone would be somewhat troubled by the capture for a little while, even now it was clear she wasn't quite herself yet. Still breathing in and out with angry huffs. If it was possible she would've brought one of those insects with her, for a much slower, and funnier time. Though, she needed to get over it.

The other's mind, felt like her mind, and she simply looked there, eyes bouncing to lock on Asaaj suddenly. Stumbling once, and gulping on what blood still stained her tongue.

As the ash settled, Asaaj stepped forward, blood still dripped from her blood sodden clothes and she reached her hand forward allowing blood to drip into the flame. The place was pitch dark other than the fire and other torches as she had travelled at night. Not that it bothered the two vampiresses. She looked back at Persephone as she regained her bearings, this was likely her first dathomiri teleportation and it could sometimes be disorientating. Asaaj's teeth were still fully extended and her eyes were yellow with the fresh blood that had been spilled, but she retained her soft feminine features. She looked lovingly at her. "welcome to Qina my love, I have been so excited to show you this and now I can."

Qina. This was where Asaaj and her sisters called home for now. Now would be a good time to note Persephone had stolen a spell from a Nightsister Coven a long time ago, very long ago. Though, it was obvious to see she had no such intentions here. She understood that this was something of the ultimate sorority. And the last thing she wanted was to make the young vampire look bad, bringing in some strange woman who immediately caused trouble. No, instead she watched, and slowed her breathing. There was nothing to hide from her anymore, and vice-versa.

She was safe here... And still, movement made her grimace, fangs unfurling slightly to stare at what had caused it.

Nearby the fire a deep stone lined pool glistened in the flickering red light making it look eerily like blood, despite it being water. Servants were beginning to take glowing red rocks from the fire and submerge them around the edges of the pool, bubbles formed as they transferred there heat into the water, warming it.

She stared on, realizing what they were doing, and would simply look down to her own hands, and body. She was filthy with blood. Asaaj ran a finger down her nose, and for a few fractions of a second, she didn't even look at her. Still observing these servants, guaranteeing their relative braindead repetition of task before her eyes tracked to lock on Asaaj.

"Does it bother you that I do not fear a women more powerful and deadly than myself"

Something about that comment caused Persephone to step forward, gripping the other lightly by her waist, and lower thigh. Inhaling the carnage from this one. She had saved her life most likely. Helped her unlife continue for just a little longer. For as long as it persisted, she would not forget that. As such, she just held her close, like a lover. Razors for fingernails causing a light, but unintentional tear in Asaaj's clothing. There was certainly a need there, though Perse was old enough to control her intentions... (Mostly).

The night sister wondered if Persephone wished for permanence, or if she would like to research severing the link. Asaaj hoped the former, but would not say anything at this time, despite the likelihood that Persephone now knew exactly what she was thinking.

Her grin was enough of a response to understand. Slaughtering those pathetic meatbags was the most fun Persephone had in a very long time. Asaaj had made it so with her presence, and her contribution.

"I will need to stay here for some time, perhaps... Move my Coven to a more suitable location. Will your sisters accept my presence?"

She asked, ever concerned for her own safety. She did indeed believe that Asaaj trusted her own sisters, and therefore she could, but it was better to understand these things beyond a doubt, instead of just assuming from what memories went between the pair.

 

[Asaaj En Kelsani]

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To be embraced like this was exactly what Asaaj craved from the women and she received the message clearly that Persephone was at least feeling some of the feelings that Asaaj had towards her, she relished the sharp tang of claws on her skin and returned a lustful look to the elder vampire.

"My sister's know of both sides of my bloodline, they will accept yours similarly, our bond is such that you are privy to our secrets and if you wish, may even know yourself as a Sister of Twilight."

Asaaj caressed the face of the woman, drawing a runic pattern on her face with the tip of her nail, not pressing hard enough to penetrate the skin. She smiled, "I wonder how you would look wearing our mark, it would be a shame to cover an inch of this perfect skin though."

Behind her the two servants had finished their task and disappeared into, wherever it is they go, it didn't matter to Asaaj, they would return with a mere thought. She listened to Persephone Ambrosia discuss moving her own coven to Qina, Asaaj was no hormonal teenager, even by Vampiric longevity standards, but there was a look of soft delight on her face that the woman she loved would be close to her and felt welcomed. "You are welcome to join here, I will only ask one thing of you, that you do not feed or otherwise interfere with the locals of this world, we have an, arrangement, with them, and upsetting the balance could cause problems."

She gently ran her hand down the face and neck of Persephone before drawing her hand into the blood spattered nape and shoulder of the womanand she placed her fingers into the strap of her dress. "We should bathe, the drying blood loses it appeal quite quickly in my opinion, don't you think"

The water behind them was hot now and steam gently curled from it, filling the air with the scent of lavender, nightshade and hemlock. If Persephone desired, she would help her out of her dress before disrobing herself holding her hand as they entered the water. The pool was much larger than any bathtub and would have room for them to move around and relax how they saw fit. Natural sponges and soft towelling had been laid out beside the pool for them to wash themselves. They not only apex predators but also noblewomen after all.

 

[Persephone Ambrosia]

The more the Amazonian woman stood around, the more she eased out of her defensive posture. Though when Asaaj called her a sister of Twilight it made her smirk a bit... She should've counted herself lucky she had met this one when she did. Her ability to teleport as she did came in handy, and even now it was an ability Persephone innately felt comfortable performing of her own volition. Eventually, as she was still holding the weapon, she rested the sword in her hands down, seemingly, finally believing there were no surprises awaiting her in this place. Asaaj began drawing her marks on Persephone, and she mad no move to stop her.

"I wonder how you would look wearing our mark, it would be a shame to cover an inch of this perfect skin though."

"I may be inclined to take you up on that offer, though I would prefer something a little less pervasive. My back, maybe; in addition to the other gifts I wish to offer you for your help, can be your own canvas. Though I am trusting you with my body, and these marking of course, I will wear forevermore..."

Persephone agreed, and yet still warned her not to make any mistakes with he opportunity. If nightsister marking would please Asaaj, then she would offer her that, the pain was inconsequential...

She listened to Persephone Ambrosia discuss moving her own coven to Qina, Asaaj was no hormonal teenager, even by Vampiric longevity standards, but there was a look of soft delight on her face that the woman she loved would be close to her and felt welcomed. "You are welcome to join here, I will only ask one thing of you, that you do not feed or otherwise interfere with the locals of this world, we have an, arrangement, with them, and upsetting the balance could cause problems."

The pleased look wasn't overlooked, nor was the stipulations that came with it... Easy enough, though Persephone of course only saw such a move as periodic. They needed somewhere to operate with impunity... Nar Shaddaa came to mind. Though she wouldn't rush this. Perhaps getting off of Coruscant she wanted done fast, but their relocation however... She would rely on the Nightsisters hospitality for as long as she could. She just hoped her damn 'children' behaved.

"Any disturbances will be handled swiftly, and with finality..."

Persephone responded curtly.

She gently ran her hand down the face and neck of Persephone before drawing her hand into the blood spattered nape and shoulder of the womanand she placed her fingers into the strap of her dress. "We should bathe, the drying blood loses it appeal quite quickly in my opinion, don't you think"

What was it about this woman, that she found herself naked every time they encountered each other? For the third time, had Asaaj been anything but what she was... The woman might've been offended. And yet, a very pompous side of her allowed the woman to disrobe her, bloody, matted her stuck to her collarbone, and her eyes never left the other as she was guided into the warm, sweet smelling waters. The telltale scent of nightshade forcing her to remember that this woman certainly loved her poisons...

Her hair covered her up decently, other than the obviously exposed parts of herself. And for now, she turned her back retrieving a sponge, dipping it in the water and going about brushing the dried blood from her form.

"I tire, of hiding from these insects..."

She had mumbled aloud, not really wanting to start a conversation on that, but also she had indeed said it aloud. Persephone continued brushing at the dried blood, taking a few steps back, sinking deeper and deeper into the water. until it went just above her collarbone, the blood in her hair slowly, but surely breaking up and mixing into the hot water around them.

"I tire of much. That is the last time I allow those insects to capture me, what a fool I was for underestimating that disgusting Jedi Human..."

Asaaj En Kelsani

 

[Asaaj En Kelsani]

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Location: Coven of The Sisters of Twight on Qina

The witch watched as Persephone Ambrosia began to bathe, before beginning her own routine, the wet hair hung limply by her face as she inhaled the vapours and relaxed. She was pleased that Persephone agreed to her request for peace with the locals, but in honesty, would she think less of her for breaching those terms, probably not, honor was all well and good, but Asaaj knew the monster she was dealing with and she loved her for what she was.

"The galaxy is poorer for each and every one of us that the Jedi managed to remove. Its a pity they themselves are so blinded, I have seen Jedi kill as easily as you or I, then wash away the blood as the will of the force" she let out a long sigh before slipping her head back under the water and allowing the water into her eyes, before returning to the surface. Her pupils were fully dilated from the effects of the atropine in the toxic flowers. It was enough to endanger the safety of a lesser species, but here, it just enhanced Asaaj's beauty and gave her the most delightful sensation.

"I don't want to hide either, in the Empire that I currently serve, it is difficult to know how my true self would be accepted, we shall see, I already tire of that life anyway, the life if a ships captain is dreadfully dull." she laughed, thinking of the alternative avenues she could pursue, maybe it was time to "die" and move on.

Persephones reaction to being offered her mark was wonderful, the ritual to grant them was something she could perform herself, or with others of the Coven, she would just need to ask the dark spirits exactly where the markings needed to go, it was not for Asaaj to decide whether Persephone's reluctance to mark her face was acceptable.

"I wonder what exactly is happening right now at that facility I took you from, have they found the art you created? It's a shame we didn't mark someone as a scrying conduit, but killing them all was just so much fun." Scrying without a living conduit were certainly possible, but required more focus and ritual magick than Asaaj could care to summon right now, Persephone would also know this, and if she asked, Asaaj would do it with her, but for now she just wanted to relax. The bloodstained water lapped at her chest as she leaned out of the pool and retrieved wine for the pair to enjoy.