Private The set up

[Darth Void]

Pale hands at the controls of the Greyghost punched in coordinates at the helm with ease and precision before returning to the arm rest, index finger began to tap quickly. An impatient habit of the masked Sith who had just moments prior received a coded coordinate from her droid. Usually HK would be sent in her stead to collect information from brokers as well as supplies from merchants. Concern settled in her bones when she had received the message, HK was more than a capable programmed assassin droid. But more so the destination was what unsettled Darth Void. It was the planet Florn.

Void's correspondence with Darth Malevolum was discrete with encryption, mostly kept to a minimum so as to not deter the other from their work for the Empire. And when her nights in the shadows were completed, Void would find that Malevolum would quite often occupy her thoughts since their last meeting. They parted ways in Florn, hands lingering together for a long time before duty called once more. Quiet promises made in smiles that they would see one another again. Void found herself relying on that promise. It made the long days and sleepless nights bearable just a bit.

Once the planet was in view, the tapping on the armrest ceased and her body leaned forward in her seat. The beautiful planet lush with jungles and oceans remained in one piece. When her scanners beeped to indicate no radioactivity or traces of fire, Void let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Alana... she worried though, it pressed on the inside of her chest uncomfortably. Grabbing the controls, Void began the descent towards the planet. Malevolum's shocked expression when she caught her by the forearm during their battle with the jedi master, the gaze on her when she woke in the bacta tank, worry creasing her brow and then moments later catching her as she fell forward that fateful day into her arms. Increasing the speed of the descent, Void was determined to reach the planet quicker, breaking atmosphere, the Greyghost landed in a clear expanse of land surrounded by trees with only a single path in sight.



The ramp opened and Void exited the Greyghost donned in a dark grey tunic, the only indication of her status was her black cloak that whipped behind her as she walked and the mask concealing her face. Scanning the area, Void sensed no threat and walked along the path that seemed as though man-made as the setting sun beamed through the treetops illuminating the forest around her as she approached her unknown destination with her heart pounding in her chest. The sound of river flowing caught her attention from several feet ahead. Nearing the river, Void found something she did not expect at all. Two things. The first was a large cottage clearly built on the other side of the river for someone to remain hidden in should they want, moss growing along the side of it easily camouflaging the building. The second was a large blanket near the said river with a beautiful spread of all sorts of foods including sandwiches, fruit, and wine.
Reaching up, Void pulled back the hood and proceeded to remove her mask, confusion set in her tired features as dark grey eyes scanned the area. Her hair was longer now but still remained brushed back. The Sith was certainly not expecting this, the scene seemed almost... romantic?

She couldn't help herself but let her mind reach out tentatively 'Alana..?' the rustle of brush nearby caught her attention and Void looked over her shoulder.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Within the confines of her Tie fighter, Malevolum's mind twisted and turned as thoughts of another woman lingered in her mind. She had thoughts and feelings of this woman, things that she just couldn't grapple with in her waking hours, and so she banished them to times such as this; which really didn't help at current. Her iron resolve had weakened, and these new found feelings were much like a vine that had grown out of control and was in need of trimming; and yet she had grown fond of this intrusion all the same. Florn was to be their safe haven, a place away from their power base, where they didn't have to don their masks and could reveal their true faces to one another. That had only done so once this far, and ever since then Malevolum had found herself stricken by DuCray; or Darth Void as she styled herself. A small smile stretched across her face, as her mind lingered on these pleasant thoughts, though they didn't last long. A loud beeping from her navigation computer and brought her out of her sleep. With a sense of grogginess, she readjusted her seat and silenced the computer, then took a moment to get a grip on the situation. It seemed she had arrived to Florn, and would be reaching the planet in a few moments. A small sigh escaped her lips, as she forced away the fatigue and focused on the matter at hand; she was going to see Void, and she was going to enjoy it. Battles and squabbles had taken up Malevolum's time, but with this brief reprieve she had created there would be no such distractions, now she could merely focus on being in DuCrays company.

As she reached through the atmosphere, Malevolum found a signal that hinted to where Void might have landed, and with a swift maneuver she landed not that far away from the Ghost. As she disembarked from her TIE, she pondered how to proceed, before deciding to leave her armor behind, but keeping the her skin suit concealed under a silk robe she had donned. Upon finding the Ghost, the Darth was perplexed to find it empty and without DuCray, and as such she reached out; and soon found the connection she longed for just a bit ahead. DuCray. Feeling the familiar presence caused a series of feelings to spring up within the Darth, and yet she pressed forward. Her white hair had been cut recently, as Alana sought to keep her current look the same; after all, she wasn't sure what DuCray liked....maybe she'd consider changing it once she knew more. As she trudged through the oath laid out before her, Alana was indeed confused as to who had done this. Void didn't give her the impression that she was seeking to make a home here, and yet that seemed to be the case. Seeking to take a cautious approach just in case something was amiss, she stepped off the path and pushed through the bushes and roots that blocked her way, the small bit of curiosity soon blossomed into confusion once her eyes were laid upon the cottage before her, but that was short lived as she heard DuCray speaking to her. 'It's me.' She responded, before taking a shaky breath. Braking through the foliage, Alana's unused appearance would be seen by DuCray, as the Darth stared at the other woman for several moments, before faltering and looking away. Thoughts of moving to embrace the woman collided with a touch of concern about being too open so soon. Void had let her hair grow out. It looked good, and it was then that Alana regretted leaving her mask onboarding her tie, as her face took on a small bit of color. "It is good to see you. I like what you've done to your hair." She said with a touch of embarrassment. She looked back up to the cottage, and spotted what looked like a picnic set up along the path. Now she had to ask. "Did...you set all of this up?" She inquired, her arms folding across her chest as she rubbed her elbows, feeling a bit anxious now that they were finally here.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

'It's me.' heard Void, her heart fluttered at the unmistakable voice she had dreamt of hearing. Her eyes searched until she saw Alana come through the foliage.

DuCray felt time stop.

The planet stood still.

Nothing else existed except for that voice and the beating of her heart.

And with just several long strides, DuCray closed the distance only to slow as she noticed the other woman seemed to falter and look away. Once she was close enough, DuCray searched her face, she was devastatingly beautiful. How long had it been? Months too long. Her work had kept her away from any liasons with other Sith for good reason. But who was she to deny what passion lie beneath their connection. She would take this slowly as the last time they were together it was intense, emotional and consuming. This time they would be able to take their time and be at peace. With that, she gingerly reached forward for Alana's hand seeking it in the folds of her crossed arms, biting her lip at the compliment "It's good to see you too." she managed to somehow let her vocal chords work as her hand came up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind the other womans ear, an excuse to rest her hand on the silk skin of her cheek. "Still as lovely as ever.." she whispered. At the inquiry of whether or not she set this up, a wolfish grin formed on DuCray's face "I wish. " she managed to let out a soft chuckle. "Though I do have a rather good idea as to who set this up." she said, her eyes glancing to her left.

At that moment HK leaned his head out from behind a tree "Greetings Lady Malevolum! and Lord Void." the droid stepped out of hiding and extended his arms outward "I took the liberty and created this little gathering for you both. It was rather getting tiresome watching Lord Void sulk about the ship." DuCray rolled her eyes and huffed "I was not sulking."

Leaning forward with a bow "And a cottage to rest shall you both require it. Though I must recommend that you both start eating now before the wilderness decides it wants to join the picnic." And at that, HK walked off with what seemed like a prideful strut off towards the ship. DuCray stared after the droid blinking "He is... impossible."



Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Seeing Voids hand reach out to her, Alana felt her mind panic for a brief instant, before awkwardly surrendering her hand to the woman in question. The color on Mal's face flushed, as the light pink became an obvious crimson as she felt DuCray's touch caressing her cheek. "You flatter me, DuCray." Mal muttered, her gaze failing as she looked to the ground, before glancing back to the woman in question. The feelings hadn't faltered, if anything they had gotten stronger. She fought against the fantasies that she had long since suppressed in the back of her mind, but she held strong for the time being. As the droid made himself known, Mal had to suppress the desire to chuckle as DuCray's annoyance seemed to pop up after her droids accusation of being tired of the pouting. "Thank you for setting this up for us Hk. It's very...kind." She settled on that word, as her eyes reverted to their default setting, taking in DuCray with optimal clarity.

A small smile crept across Mal's lips as she witnessed Void's befuddlement over her droid companions actions this day. She tentatively moved her free hand forward, thinking to prod DuCray in the side to get her attention, but a sense of nerviousness caused her to abondon that course of action, as while her arms were uncrossed, her free hand fell awkwardly by her side. She gave a small squeeze to DuCray's hand instead, motioning her head towards the picnic display in the distance. "Perhaps, but he's more tolerable than any of my underlings at current." Alana started, trying to think of what the two of them could possibly do for the time being, and soon found her mind wandering down all sorts of roads that perhaps best laid hidden for the time being. "I...haven't had a relationship of an intimate level in many years. I hope you will let slide if I am improper at times." Alana stated, trying not to be awkward, but perhaps failing in doing so. There was an underlining thread of nervousness she felt at her core, one that she could only blame on being unfamiliar with this sort of thing.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

The reaction didn't go by DuCray unnoticed. She would tread carefully as they both had encountered so much loss in their lives. And yet were brought together by the force, or a will of destiny, it didn't matter. Only that DuCray felt this undeniable pull towards the other Darth. Feeling her squeeze her hand brought DuCray's dark eyes back to Alana taking her in fully now as she nodded towards their very luxurious set up. Her throat went dry "Perhaps, but he's more tolerable than any of my underlings at current." her eyebrows shot upward "Oh really? You must tell me about them... You have an apprentice?" she asked as she gently led them to the blanket.

Once they stood among the gourmet of foods surrounding them, DuCray turned to look at Alana as she stated "I...haven't had a relationship of an intimate level in many years. I hope you will let slide if I am improper at times." it was a confession she hadn't anticipated. A Darth of her stature must have had many suitors who chased for her hand. But it was clear that she was like DuCray, shut down after the loss of her love. "Me neither.." she responded, her voice low in embarrassment but finding the courage to bring their hands up to her lips and kissing the palm gently. "Take all the time you need." she said, her eyes never leaving Alana's as a hopeful smile tugged at her lips. "Shall we?" she gestured to the area around them before taking a seat, she reached forward straight for the wine pouring them each a glass before handing one over to Alana. DuCray then proceeded to pull a knife out from one of the baskets and began to slice an apple for them both in comfortable silence. More often than not, DuCray would find herself glancing up at Alana shyly before confessing "I would understand though if you didn't wish to.. pursue this." she felt a tightness in her chest as though preemptively anticipating a blow as she sucked in a shaky breath before placing the plate of freshly cut apples between them to share, unable to meet her gaze, instead taking a generous gulp of the wine. The sudden pressure HK must have placed on Alana was unfair, the picnic, the beautiful cottage. The realization of it all weighed heavily on the Darth.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Feeling that strength in DuCray's touch made Alana's heart flutter, but the Darth tried to keep it internal; though she failed, as her smile remained in its place. "Well, she's not so much an apprentice than an...assistant." Her thoughts went to Amur, the quiet seemingly calculating woman behind a mask, and wondered what the woman was doing now. "Her name is Amur. She doesn't talk much, but I am hoping to understand her better. At least get an idea if she is a threat or not." She mused, finding her anxieties from before melting away. As they arrived at the banquet set up for the pair, Alana found herself at a loss for words as DuCray pressed her lips against her hand. Her gaze directed elsewhere as her pale face turned bright red at the gesture. "Yes...we shall." She replied, taking a seat on the blanket that was quite literally rolled out for her.

As she drank from the glass, she watched as DuCray carefully began to slice the apples to pieces, sitting in a semi comfortable, semi uncomfortable silence. It wasn't until DuCray piped up that Alana realized she had made an error. "I would understand though if you didn't wish to.. pursue this." A scowl fell over her features, as she straightened her posture, and took another sip from the glass. "If I didn't wish to pursue this, I wouldn't have come here." She replied, setting the glass between her legs, as she took up a section of apple and held it in her hand. "This will be a challenge for both of us. So...perhaps we can overcome it together." Alana added, reaching for DuCrays hand. "So will you stop the 'sulking', as HK would say, and relax. We....deserve this." She spoke, trying to sound somewhat confident in herself. She was rather found of DuCray as was, she only only hoped the woman would continue to trust in her.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Her throat constricted as the other woman straightened up, but her words of affirmation to her presence being here was enough for DuCray to relax a bit as she let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding until Alana took her hand in hers. Interlacing their fingers, DuCray looked down at their hands as her ears reddened from being teased "You're right." nodded the Sith as she set her own glass down and reached for a piece of the apple popping it in her mouth as as sense of ease overcame her. It was surprising how dismantled the Jedi hunter was around the other Darth, how easily her defenses would come down around her. Being alone for so long had made it difficult for the hunter to let down any sort of guard.

Allowing the new information of Alana's assistant to sit in her mind for a moment, partially glad it was an assistant rather than an apprentice for the Rule of Two always still stood within the Empire. "Best to keep this Amur in your radar in the meantime.." she said softly with caution. A Sith was a Sith was a Sith after all.

Reaching for another slice of apple, a furry arm came down between them from the tree top and grasped it from DuCray's hand. Bewildered, the Sith looked up to see a monkey-like figure scour off quickly within the treetops before her shoulders shook with laughter. "We definitely need to be wary of our surroundings." she said with some embarrassment tinging her ears red as she searched the area with her eyes wondering what other sort of creatures the planet hides. The screech of a bird above them caught her attention, glancing up she smiled as a flock of brightly feathered birds in formation passing overhead. Truly this planet was a magnificent find thanks to Alana. "I like it here." she said wistfully returning her gaze back to the other woman before taking another sip of wine. Away from duty, the chaos, needless death, hunting, all of it.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

"Oh course I'm right. And don't you forget it." She replied, her country accent slipping though, smiling as Void turned a new shade of red. It was nice seeing the human side of her come crawling out. Then again, Void probably thought the same thing about her. Least that's what she could assume. "You are absolutly delightful like this. I think I'll keep you." Alana chidded, poking Void's cheek as it was a rather vibrant shade of red. It was strange feeling so happy now. She couldn't describe how it felt truth be told, other than...relief. She felt desire crawling up in the back of her mind, but she suppressed it, knowing that rushing things would only result in disaster; both for herself and Du-Cray, no, Alana would wait.

Her implants detected a faint trace of movement, but noticed it seemed to be some sort of primitive beast, nothing too dangerous for the two of them; but it appeared to be studying the pair. It took a mere moment for Alana to realize it's intentions, and she found herself joining in Void's laughter as the Sith had her fruit stolen right out from in front of her. "You don't say." Leaning onto Void, the Darth giggled with delight at how her date had lost her snack to the wildlife like a child. DuCray had a rather cute laugh. Did she notice that before? Or did she forget? But Alana wouldn't have forgotten such a tidbit...would she? It annoyed her to not know. "I do too." Alana muttered, raising Du-Cray's hand to her lips and kissing it. There gaze found each other, and Alana couldn't help but wonder something about her potential partner. Using her free hand, she attempted to tickle the Darth's exposed side, curious as to the reaction she would provoke. Unaware that one of the creatures had snatched up her lonesome wine glass as she was distracted.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Safe and Sound

The accent certainly was not the first time DuCray heard slip through Alana's lips and quite honestly the Darth found it absolutely fitting for the other woman. It must have confirmed that the other woman was at ease enough to let herself go a little around DuCray. "Oh course I'm right. And don't you forget it." She arched a brow coyly in response, she was also saucy too. The moment Alana poked her cheek mercilessly teasing her, DuCray smirked and rolled her eyes. A gentle wave of contentment settled in her veins seeing Alana like this around her. Both of them held high rankings as Sith and to be like this was a rarity for both.

The hungry animal was certainly a pleasant surprise for them both causing the two to erupt in an uncontrollable fit of laughter bringing Alana closer into her space, the thundering in her heart increased at their closeness. She was close enough for DuCray to feel her energy even more, how could she have gone so long without feeling this? Seeing that smile seemingly reserved only for her or so DuCray hoped. Her voice seemed to catch in her throat as she heard Alana in kind respond "I do too." before kissing her hand. The warmth of her lips sent a shiver down her spine that she could hardly process because all at once another hand proceeded to tickle the Darth, she gasped, her mouth agape as she quickly reached for the other hand in a swift motion and pushed forward with her weight sending them tumbling. Before she knew it, DuCray was right on top of the other woman breathless as she laughed, "Have.. mercy! I am so ticklish." she managed to breathe out as she pinned the other hand above Alana's head.

Realizing their predicament, DuCray stilled a moment as she felt the silken robed body pressed beneath her. DuCray's heart pounded so hard it nearly came out of her chest against the other woman beneath her. Meeting her eyes, DuCray let the tip of her nose graze hers gently as a longer lock from the top of her head came loose and forward. DuCray drank in the sight of the other woman, biting her lip slightly as she gently released the hand and instead intertwined their fingers allowing her free hand to come up and gently trace her face with her fingertips, her brows, her nose, down to tuck a strand of hair behind Alana's ear before cupping her cheek gently. "I missed you..." she barely whispered, her voice low as her nose slid past and their lips met.

Unknowingly, DuCray had opened her own mind for Alana from the kiss that deepened and filled with longing. Memories of her point of view would flash in scenes from the moment DuCray first fought the droids they were tested against, throwing herself recklessly in with nothing to lose as she was known to be Darth Void, to the moment she lifted the injured woman and watched over her care, a newfound concern over the stranger. Then DuCray's vulnerable state when she revealed her face for the first time on her ship, the sudden surge of wanting to protect her washed over as they battled Master Ordin, her own eyes seeing Alana just before she force pushed her out of harms way, the need for Alana to have her past to stop haunting her meant more than her own life, choosing to be reckless again. As if she was seeking to die. Alana being the first person she saw when she woke in the bacta tank, the cold glass against the palm of her hand and the weakness she felt in her body. The other woman's concerned look hovering over her own face, the want to be able to touch her but stopped with hesitation and not want to cross boundaries. And finally their first shared kiss on Florn, a blooming in her chest of the possibility of something more than leading a life of nothingness and duty. That life perhaps was more than just vengeance for her own loss.

Slowly pulling away, DuCray kept her eyes closed as she rested her forehead against the other woman realizing she had just formed a true bond with Alana through the force. Slowly she opened her now darkened storm eyes and looked down at the other woman, her breath ragged from what just happened. Unbeknownst to them, the same creature took a basket of cheese and scampered off into the distance, she faintly heard the furry menace run off but her focus was on the woman beneath her, very much aware of the feeling of their bodies pressed together like two pieces of a puzzle.

"I.." she began but lost the words as she stared down at her, entranced by the sudden calm that washed over her. There was no way she could stay away from her any longer or avoid the intense passion she felt when near her, beyond desire, like gravity something about Alana pulled the Darth straight to her. Feelings like the possibility of love was something DuCray thought she buried away. Swallowing hard, DuCray recognized and shut her eyes looking away "Sorry.. I.." before she began to pull her weight up and off believing Alana couldn't possibly feel the same.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

It was fun winding up the woman like this, something that Mal greatly treasured. DuCray brought a life to her that she otherwise felt lacking outside of their meetings. A part of Alana wanted to cast it aside, stop the play they put on in the shades, become an actual couple who would be respected and acknowledged. She didn't want to dance in the shadows, acting like some shrinking willow while DuCray went off on her personal war. But that would be a war she would wage another time, for now she merely wanted DuCray to stay as long as she could.

She felt her heart take flight as her brief attack on Void's side brought the Darth on top of her, pinning her to the ground and leaving both of them breathless from laughing; their eyes locked onto one another. She found another, frankly adorable, kink in DuCray's armor, as she couldn't help but giggle at it's discovery; she was going to enjoy this. "Best be cautious, the jedi in the bushes might overhear. Woe be Darth Void, the Dark Lord of the Sith who was toppled by a Jedi tickle attack." She teased, feeling a bit relieved that she wasn't the only one suffering from such a childish weakness; but DuCray didn't need to know about that. She felt herself stiffen as DuCray looked upon her, her breathing slowed, as she felt Void trace out her features, eye cybernetic eyes merely fixated on the Darth, awaiting what Void may do next. As the woman drew nearer, Mal let out a small sigh, feeling Void's fingers run through her hair, and taking the opportunity to lock lips when she could. 'I missed you more.' She remarked, her words speaking to Void's mind.

There was a moment where they said nothing, merely looking at one another, their hands interlocking, their hearts feeling as if they were beating of one accord. The force was more than likely tying them together, binding them in a lock that would make them their greatest strength, and weakness. It was something that Mal regretted, yet had to accept. She wanted this so badly, had been looking for this connection for so long, and here it was, looking her right in the face. There was a longing that Mal wished to push for, but she was all to aware of the baggage that they both carried. The link that formed revealed the depth of Void's feelings, the thoughts that went through her mind, and with it came a confirmation that Mal had found someone she could fall for. A smile stretched across her lips, as she moved to intercept Void, feeling a sense of self that she hadn't been able to grapple with in a very long time.

There was a falter in Void's gaze, a look of sadness, reluctance, then those dread words started again. "Sorry...I...." Alana's eyes narrowed. She wasn't having any of this. She reached out with the force, shoving Void ever so slightly from behind and ensuring the Darth would fall back onto her. Alana seized the Sith's wrists, and kissed the exposed neck she now had access to; she wasn't that easy to let go of. She whispered ever so slightly into DuCray's ear, before pulling back to lock eyes with the woman. "If you pull that again, I'm going to have HK tie you down and I'll tickle you senseless. Then I'll broadcast it on the holonet." Alana affirmed with a threat, as a soft yet warm rage burned in her eyes. She gripped the Darth tightly, letting her hand take hold of the woman's cheek, brushing her thumb against the nape of her neck. "I want this, DuCray. Else I wouldn't be here." Alana said, her voice softer now, as she went in for another kiss, pressing her forehead against that of her other. "You can't get rid of me that easy, remember?" She said, her country accent coming on strong now, as despite their picnic being slowly dismantled, she couldn't have asked for a more perfect time as now. She had been alone for so long, feeling the need for another like this for one too many years. The galaxy could burn for all she cared. She found someone she could focus all her passion upon, and that was worth more than the whole Sith Armada in Alana's mind.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Preparedness was the first step to anything, but anything that came to Alana had left the Marauder unhinged. The moment she felt the force push her body back onto the other woman, DuCray gasped slightly only to barely register the threat of broadcasting her ticklish tendency to the holonet thanks to those lips on her neck. Her stormy eyes filled with an insatiable hunger when she gazed down at her. Feeling Alana's hands tightened hold on her anchored DuCray to this moment, this world... them. Not the future, not the past, the now.

With the force binding them now, DuCray knew this was both a strength for them. But it would certainly make things difficult for them as well with the Jedi that may target her now. And if DuCray had to destroy them all, she would. Nothing would stand between her and Alana no longer. But DuCray wasn't going to bring Alana into her own war. She was not going to lose her to the Jedi too.

Letting out a shuddering breath once their lips parted, "I remember..." she murmured to the woman below her before claiming her lips again in a fierce kiss, 'I am yours.' her words echoing into Alana's mind. Her hands reflexively squeezing back the tight grip Alana had on her as well in reciprocation. "Jedi.." she said in between heated kisses "don't.." another kiss with a smile "hide in bushes." she let her mouth trail it's way to Alana's throat and gently nip at the pulse point. Clearly they were going to spend the rest of the evening in the cottage. "Perhaps you should remind me.. how to not get rid of you." DuCray whispered in her ear before placing another kiss to her jawline, her free hand trailed down to squeeze the silken robed hip of her skin suit closer to her.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Alana grinned as her ploy paid off, grinning as she wrapped her arms around DuCray, locking the woman into an embrace. She closed her eyes, allowed those sensations to win her over as she closed herself off to the world, focusing only on woman she longed for. Void would be her new source of strength, something to draw her passions from, to make herself stronger than before, to break past the confines of herself. This evening had certainly taken a turn recently, and Alana knew just where it was heading. She snickered in between the kisses, knowing that her past comment had irked the Sith just a tad. She had assumed her victory here was solidified; until Void set her sights on her neck. Against her best efforts, Alana let out a squeal as DuCray seized her hips, combined with the kissing, it was going to make for a very....eventful evening.

There was a rush of sensations and emotions, and at some point during the day, several things were broken and cast aside, meant to be dealt with with the houses occupants weren't....preoccupied. But that wasn't the important part. What did matter was when Alana woke, she found herself in bed, arms coiled around the form of her partner. The sensations of fresh linen against her skin felt unusual, but the comfort of another warm body. She softly smiled, tracing her hand down DuCray's side, before gently kissing the woman's cheek. She looked to the small window within the cottage, but was unable to deduce what time it was; was it mid afternoon, or early morning? She wasn't used to this world, nor it's day and night cycle. Not too concerned with the state of the galaxy, and more focused on what today would bring for the union that the two had shared.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Touch

Sunlight breached between the curtains of the windows casted a glow upon the two sleeping forms, limbs entangled in one another. DuCray lay beneath the other woman holding her close with both arms wrapped around her. The slow rise and fall of their breathing, the galaxy seemed to stand still around them. DuCray's head was laid back onto the pillow, her hair tousled slightly from sleep with Alana just beneath her in pure contentment. Many nights DuCray would find herself jarred awake in the middle of the night from the demons in her mind, soaked in sweat and requiring a high dose to tranquilize her back to sleep from the sounds of explosions of her past. This however was a different story entirely.

DuCray stirred slightly as a soft hand traced her side downward. Eyelids slowly opened to reveal light grey eyes for the first time in years when she felt the other womans lips on her cheek. A slow lazy smile formed in response groggily as she in turn let her right hand softly glide up and down the bare skin of Alana's back. The soft linens just barely covered their waists, legs intwined beneath them. DuCray turned her head, her eyes fixated on the vision before her looking out the window. Etching the view of her into her memory, she stayed quiet for a long time as she gazed at her. 'I am yours... always.' she let her mind whisper to the other woman to gently catch her attention. Light grey eyes met the beautiful pale ones and she gently pulled her face to her to give the other woman a long kiss.

Memories of their evening flashed in her mind, shedding their attire quickly and hungrily for one another. Skin gripping skin by the candlelight, as their passions finally were unleashed for one another. Kissing every inch of newly revealed flesh DuCray would find as they disrobed only to pause momentarily in between to lock eyes for consent before moving forward and onto the bed until they both found the release they both had ached for one another for so long. Hands clasped and mouths devoured the other. The next few hours spent more slowly exploring one another, DuCray's body had been littered in scars as she in turn discovered the parts of Alana that made DuCray want to show her love that she was meant for.

"I can definitely get used to this.." she said, her voice husky from sleep. "To you.. this." a proclamation no doubt. DuCray was certainly in trouble for she had already fallen hard. "It's only you, Alana.. I want this. All of it." she dared to confess, letting her hand caress the soft skin of the face of the other sith as her other hand gently traced patterns on her naked back. Her heart was alive once more, resuscitated by this stubborn woman. She was going to protect this union no matter the cost. A wave of peaceful happiness for the first time settled into her soul and she shared that energy freely with the beautiful woman in her arms.

Their moment was interrupted by HK opening the door "Good moooooorning! Lord Void, Lady Malevolum!" DuCray's eyes widened at the noise. The Droid proceeded to enter with a tray of deliciously tantalizing foods with scents that immediately wafted into the bedroom. The droid proceeded to set the tray down onto the kitchen counter without a glance up "My lord requires sustenance after last evenings, certain strenuous activity." announced the droid, a look of sheer embarrassing horror took hold of DuCray before she covered her face with her hand. "I.. can't believe that droid!" she muttered. Her stomach growled spoke otherwise of the intrusion.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

She couldn't recall the last time someone had seen her without her armor; other than Void of course. Her skin had been stained a hue of pink since that encounter with the dark jedi, and her body still held signs of her injuries from Raxas Prime; but she knew DuCray wouldn't care. Feeling the woman stir from her actions, Mal grinned as she heard Void's voice in her mind. She cuddled up tighter to the woman, relishing the sensation of DuCray's fingers tracing against her back. She was all to eager to enjoy the now conscious Darth's company, taking hold of DuCray's shoulder as they kissed, only for Alana to linger on the sensations that filled her mind. It was such a immense relief to be here, one she couldn't begin to explain, nor would she have to.

"I could get used to alot of this." Alana responded, her hand sliding down Void's side, stopping at the hip, before working back up. She chuckled, staring into DuCray's gray eyes. There was a happiness present that she hadn't seen before, reminded her of a time that felt like another life. She silently swore to never lose this, she wouldn't survive another heartbreak like this. It was going to go differently this time. Hearing that this was all that DuCray wanted just...filled something inside of her, as a decade of solidified bitterness and pain seemed to crack just a little further. Alana sad nothing, merely hugging the woman tightly, her eyes shut, as she pressed herself against Void's body, enjoying the feelings that came from the contact. "I meant what I said, if you pull that 'I need to leave' stuff. I'll ruin your image if that's what it takes." She mumbled her half joke half threat into Void's chest, her grip tightening on the muscular form of the Marauder.

Of course this moment was ruined by the arrival of HK, who nearly sent Mal hurtling out of the bed with fright. Catching her breath, Mal sunk back into the bed, letting the aroma of food fill the room, though she began to laugh as she heard HK's remark. She looked to Void as she could hear the woman's stomach grumbling, and smiled ever so slightly at that. "Yes my lady, please, feed yourself. Who knows if you may have to preform strenuous activity once again." Mal grinned, poking at Void's side, before sitting up in bed; wincing with discomfort as the sheets rubbed against her legs and feet. Her skin was starting to feel numb and tingly, a side effect of having her suit stripped off for too long. A cool draft hit her body, and Mal immediately felt her body freezing, as she pulled the sheets over herself, only triggering more of the uncomfortable sensations. She wasn't used to feeling these sorts of things "This...is going to take some getting used to." Alana muttered, sitting back on the bed, trying to get back into the warm spots of the mattress where her skin didn't feel as stingy.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Eliciting the smile she wanted, DuCray held the woman close to her. She couldn't remember the last time she felt this content. The warmth of her skin breaking down the Marauders icy walls instantly. She shut her eyes as Alana threatened her about leaving again. One day she would have to, she was already a risk, a target for the Masters whose families Darth Void slaughtered in retaliation for her own loss. It was just a matter of time before they tracked her patterns too, and she was intent on drawing out those rats through such cruel actions. It made Void wonder if Alana knew what she had done, would she view her as a monster like the others?

It was a thought she immediately pushed away when the other woman sat up quickly at HK's entrance. Still covering her face, DuCray rested her hand on Alana's lower back gently. Her face flushed as she chuckled at the growling the other woman made to poke fun at too. But the sudden wince of clear discomfort caused DuCray's eyebrows knit together in concern before wordlessly sitting up beside her.

"C'mere." she whispered gesturing for her to lean forward a bit before settling herself behind the other woman, allowing the heat of her own legs to wrap around hers like a cocoon. Letting her left arm wrap around her shoulders gently, she brought her back to her and outstretched the other long arm and placed her hand down to her calf. "Does it hurt..?" she questioned in a low voice so only she could hear, concerned eyes looking at her legs. DuCray breathed in the sweet scent of her hair before placing a gentle kiss to her neck nuzzling it for a moment, then placing her chin onto her bare right shoulder being painfully aware of her previous injuries from Raxus Prime. How she wanted to kiss all that pain away.

Nothing escaped the observations of the Darth, she had noticed that certain sensations might be too much for Alana including the cold metal of her ship floors. But perhaps her own skin would help to compensate for that by sharing heat flesh to flesh. After all, she no longer pulled away from her touch, not like their first meeting. It was an extremely intimate gesture and position. But DuCray wanted nothing more than for Alana to feel at ease and be free of all the physical pain she must endure when out of her suit. In the corner lay robes that HK oh so purposefully made to be attuned for Alana's needs, including a set of slippers or boots to choose from.

The footsteps from the hallway barely caught DuCray's attention until another tray was heard placed in the kitchen. Her brow quirked as she heard "Lady Malevolum! I placed an extra portion for you. Am certain my Lord will spend more than enough of your energy!" called out the droid before the footsteps were heard exiting the cottage and shutting the door. Clearing her throat, DuCray hid her face behind Alana's shoulder "I need to teach him to knock." was all the embarrassed Sith could muster.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Finding herself being brought back into Void's embrace made it easier to deal with the side effects of leaving her suit behind. She didn't answer at first, though hearing the announcement of the droid made her face turn as red as her lightsaber. "Sometimes I enjoy that droid, other times I want to purge his memory." She remarked. Then she set herself on trying to explain what was wrong with her.

How could you describe to someone a pain that didn't exist. The agony being the lack of pain, the lack of control of sensation, rather the torture being too much sensation concentrated across your entire body. It screamed for release, for help. It was not pleasant in the slightest, but in the confines of her suit, she could manage.

Outside of it though?


She was weak, vulnerable. It was this exposure she risked being with Void, showing just how frail her body was, and perhaps fearing that DuCray might find that weakness appalling. But she didn't want to believe that, she couldn't. DuCray was different, and she knew that. "No, it's just....very uncomfortable." She responded, enjoying the closeness of the woman. "I got covered in hyperspace fuel many years ago, then it ignited. It....burned me horribly, but I came back from it." Mal spoke, feeling the stinging sensations turn into fiery needles that stabbed into her body. She motioned toward her discarded suit that hung from the door knob, as she elaborated. "That suit kept the pain in check. It suppressed the pain so I could function, walk around, rebuild my body before submerging myself in Bacta." Mal cuddled back up against the woman, forcing a smile even though the sensations began to torment her nerve endings. "I've been wearing it for too long. My body it's....oversensitive to everything. It's maddening." Mal confessed, focusing on how warm the other body felt, how amazing every touch felt, every kiss. It was it's own kind of maddening, and it was that same maddening she felt the other night. "Pain, I can deal with. This however? I hate it." She sighed, pressing her forehead against Void's body once more. "I can't live without the suit, but I need to. If we want this to keep going, I need to lose it." She forced herself up, kissing Void's nose in the process. "If I need to reinvent myself for you, then I will. Because you are worth it for me, DuCray."
Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Take care of you

DuCray listened quietly as the other woman settled into her arms seemingly more relaxed with her presence right behind her as though a shelter from the cold, a layer of protection from the outside. As Alana shared being burned alive by hyperspace fuel, DuCray's heart pounded hard in her chest in ache for the other woman who most definitely felt it against her back. Her right hand came off Alana's calf slowly and she placed it over her heart, reminding herself she was very much alive, real, and right there with her. It was a poignant gesture of comfort she hoped Alana would feel.

Her eyes darkened just slightly as she confessed that she deals with the pain and shock of sensations chronically on a daily basis. And for her to even change any of it just to accommodate DuCray of all people? She wouldn't dare make the woman suffer. "No." she quickly stopped the other woman as she faced her finally, both hands came up to take the other woman's face in them to make her look at her. Determination set in her eyes as she spoke "I will not have you risk to change anything for me." she shook her own head as she continued "You are perfect as you are and I can't have you suffer because of me. Whatever you need, HK and I will..." 'take care of you.' she finished the words to echo in Alana's mind as she leaned in and kissed her deeply to seal the exact words she meant. She would never want Alana to reinvent herself at the risk of harm or worse, becoming someone completely different and losing their bond which Void cherished too much.

As she pulled away slowly, her own mind wondered how was she supposed to explain to Alana that she has a difficult time controlling her own force feed. How much of Nihilus some of the Sith compared her to back at the academy. It was of course how she earned her Darth status. It was an uncontrollable moment between her and her master who died being drained completely by Void. With time, she learned to hone just some of it, only utilizing during battle when the need arose to require more power due to her use of the force as a Marauder going in for the enhanced and powerful melee attacks. DuCray hoped Alana would never have to see her... lose control. Or worse, see her for the monster she truly was.

DuCray quickly pushed away her own thoughts as she slowly she extracted herself from the other woman and let her form walk over to the other side of the room. She returned with the robe especially designed for Alana's needs. Kneeling by the bedside, still clearly naked and offering it to her, Alana would always come first "Here.. I'll fetch us what HK left from the kitchen." she said before rising and donning her own dark robe over her muscular form before disappearing out of the bedroom to return with the massive tray of food and a shit-eating grin on her face. Delicately she placed the tray on the bed and climbed back in for them both to begin to enjoy the array of foods laid out before them. Juices, scrambled eggs, breads, different cooked meats and grapes just beckoning to be devoured. DuCray turned to look at Alana and smiled "He certainly went all out."

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Truth be told, Mal hadn't expected that response. She had made that change for Ines, leaving the jedi order behind, putting aside her beliefs of staying out of politics, about wanting to trial blaze for a better galaxy. Was...she in the wrong during that time? DuCray shut that topic down immediately, but the words that she attempted to soothe Alana only drew upon that weakness she hated about herself. She wanted to stop feeling these pains, to be free of it, to pursue a life outside of that damn prison she let cling to her skin.

And yet DuCray wanted to seemingly keep her confined to it? Why? Thoughts of being treated as some charity case, or some tool to amuse the Darth quickly vanished as she felt Void kissing her, her face trapped in the woman's strong grasp, and immediately any sentiment of anger faded just as soon as it had come on; the words to her mind soothing a bubbling cauldron of negative feelings. Damn her.

"No, I just...I want to be free of that damn suit." Maybe changing her wording would help DuCray see her point; she was always terrible about that. DuCray got out of bed, letting Alana admire her form once again, as the Sith merely drew the covers over herself and seemed to sink under them. She certainly knew how to pick them.

Being offered the robe, Mal grinned, eyeing DuCray with that devilish look she was getting rather fond of making. "You're making it rather tempting to stay in bed right now." The stinging pain and sensation of needles being driven into her body was still there, and was partly what prompted Mal to take the offered garment; that and truth be told, she was hungry. Putting the attire on, she was relieved to feel the irritation vanish, though she was a bit disturbed that HK had fashioned these so quickly. To Alana's disappointment, Void donned her robes, then set out for the kitchen, to which she soon returned holding up a tray of delicacies. Laying back in the bed, Alana smiled, tilting her head at Void. "I don't know how HK finds the time for all this." Taking a vine of grapes, Mal carefully plucked them off one at a time, popping one in her mouth, before attempting to toss them into Void's. Hopefully today would be just as magically as yesterday.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Taking a moment to inhale the tantalizing smell of food before them, DuCray looked at Alana for a long moment as she thought carefully about what she had said just earlier about being free of confinement of the suit. She knew well what it was like to be confined, she had been for 3 years in a bacta tank while the world continued on without her. "Alright." she said softly with a sigh as she wrapped an arm around her shoulders leaning in to nuzzle the other womans neck once more. She couldn't get enough of the feeling of closeness to her. "I'll help you." she whispered before placing a soft kiss to her cheek. DuCray just didn't want the other woman to undergo a long process of suffering to resensitize her skin. But if it meant that she would be free, DuCray would be by Alana's side through every step and she meant it.

DuCray smiled as she proceeded to eat the grape before tossing one into her mouth with precision. The Marauder smirked as she ate the grape "That droid astounds me at times." she remarked as she took a fork and began to eat the eggs. A quiet air of peace filled the space between the two, DuCray would sneak glances at her lover more than once as she chewed. Was this what happiness felt like? Being normal again? A small part of her twinkled at the idea of the possibility of the two living out their years here in peace. What a silly romantic notion, DuCray thought not even sure if Alana would want such a thing too. After all, DuCray was too much of a risk to Alana's existence. First things first, DuCray had to get her own affairs in order alongside her duties to the empire. She still had to track down remnants of her past.

Quickly pushing the thoughts aside, DuCray reddened as she spoke "So last night... was.. amazing." she grinned as she looked at the other woman. It was clear as day that Alana was the one she desired. DuCray didn't realize how much she craved such a connection. But not just with anyone, the Sith wasn't the type to bring in just any bedmate. She nudged Alana's plate to her implying with a coy grin about what HK had mentioned earlier. She bit her own lip letting a small chuckle escape. She wanted to stay right here in this moment forever. "The Empire doesn't require me on any missions for a few more days." her hand gently took Alana's "I can stay here in the meantime.. with you." Florn, 'their' planet had so much potential, so much to explore. Waterfalls to dive into, she wondered if Alana would be up to explore their new home together.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Maybe they were just a mess together. Perhaps that's was just how their relationship was going to be. Two people with insecurities, trying to make something and fearing the whole time that the foundation would collapse underneath their feet; sounded like a healthy relationship. Then again, that was most relationships was it? Truthfully, Alana didn't know. Nor did it matter. What did matter, was having DuCray around. Mal wasn't exactly happy about Void wanting to take part in her therapy, perhaps it was just the Sith in her, but at least the woman understood her plight better.

It was nice to actually just be....normal for once. Eating breakfast in bed, be close and intimate to someone, and just being lazy for once. She couldn't recall the last time she had done this. Perhaps they should make a habit of this. A smile came across her features, as she finished off a portion of eggs, and bit into a freshly baked biscuit. "You certainly know how to pick them." Mal said, her tone a tad suggestive, as her eyes locked onto Void. She had forgotten how nice it was to be human again.

Mal's face reddened as bad, if not worse than Void's, as the Darth swallowed hard and bit her lip. "Y-Yes. Putting it mildly." Mal stuttered, her accent slipping through as it did. She hadn't been intimate in....well it had been a very, very long time. It was nice to know the feeling was mutual. Though Alana nearly died inside as Void nudged her plate, her face surpassing Void's in shear embarrassment. This sort of thing was a weakness, the country girl in her just couldn't discuss those things without caving. Void took her hand, and Mal felt her heart take flight once more. Alana put her free hand over Void's, smiling like an idiot despite herself. "I'd like that. We can erm...." Mal stopped, snickering as her gaze fell away, before mustering up courage to look Void in the eyes once again. "Have 'festivities' more often." She laughed, her hand moving to strike at DuCray's side before the woman could tease her for turning bright red. Maybe this could work out, and maybe they could make something out of this.

Darth Void