Private "The Things I do For Love"

[Hilal Vizsla]

Location: Prison Yard, Serenno

Current Outfit

Serenno was a quiet planet located in the Tion Cluster far away from the Galactic Alliance. It was a rich planet filled with Counts with bank accounts bigger than many planets GDP. Hilal had come here often due to how generous the Counts were in flaunting their credits. If anything, there was always a rival that they didn't like and wanted to sabotage which where Hilal came in. The young woman made sure she was well paid for the jobs. Collecting bounties off of nobles was a time-consuming ordeal since Hilal had to account for security and the connections that those said nobles have. All the acquisition had to do was to make one Holocall and Hilal will be a target by other Bounty Hunters. Particularly those who don't follow the rule not to kill another Bounty Hunter.

Hilal entered the courtyard already noting that the place was a lot nicer than the one in Alliance space. Once again, Hilal's heart yearned for Hex and no matter how many crushes she had, she couldn't get Hex out of her mind. "I made her promise," Hilal said. "That when we meet again, we'll commit." But is Hex ready for a relationship after spending who knows what inside prison? Hilal herself wasn't entirely sure if she was ready to be in a relationship, but as a Mandalorian Warrior, one aspires to the saying: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But if Hex rejects Hilal again it'll put that statement to the test.

But she wasn't here just in hopes that Hex will accept her love, she was here for another reason: To break her out. Hilal couldn't stand Hex being left to rot in the prison. She was a free spirit and despite her reassurance that she was okay, Hilal knew that Hex was miserable. "At least this prison is nice," Hilal sighed as she sat on the bench waiting for Hex. They had a lot to talk about.

 

[Hex]

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Location: Serenno prison
Objective: welcome a visitor
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Spoiler: Equipment

• Arm mounted auto-injector

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

Hex sat in the beautiful gardens of the prison basking in the sunshine and reading a holobook she had gotten out of the library. It was quiet here, nothing but the low din from the nearby blocks, the birds and... footsteps.

The blue haired teen, and yes, she was blue haired again having been allowed a medical treatment to grow her hair back more quickly, but only to a maximum of shoulder length for safety reasons, looked up and smiled. "Hey Lal" there was a sparkle of a tear in her eyes. "I guess... if you dont mind that they still lock the doors at night. You found me then?" she placed down her book and turned to her friend. She put her arms around her tightly and pushed her head into her neck.

"She smells nice"
"She always does"

Hex still had her depot injector but the dose had been dropped significantly since she came here, her friends had returned, but Hex was better able to manage them, for once being the dominant personality in her own mind. Hex kissed Hilals neck and round to her lips, planting a big kiss on her before backing away and fluttering her eyelashes. "Have you missed me? Or has the war kept you too busy to think about your terrorist friend?" the look in Hex's eyes indicated she was much happier than the last time they had spoken, but there was still part of the girl that was missing.

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Hilal couldn't help but break into a wide smile seeing Hex again. She was much healthier compared to when Hilal last saw her. "It's been a while Hex," the young woman pressed her lips against her pale cheek. Part of Hilal wanted to pin Hex to the ground and make out with her but she resisted that urge. "I'm glad this prison is looser than the one in the Galactic Alliance. They've always had awful prisons anyway."

She also noticed that Hex no longer had any inhibitors which prevented her "friends" from being prominent. A mixed blessing since those "friends" encouraged Hex to kill Hilal when they were living together. Yet it was clear that Hex was suffering without them though Hilal had to be a bit cautious. "It didn't take long to track you down ya know?" Hilal giggled kissing Hex's forehead. "This is the most well-known prison facility on the planet. Only top level criminals are sent here."

The young woman then looked around. "But damn this place is paradise compared to the cold, emptiness of Alliance prisons." She said. "But I've been busy recovering from my injuries to answer your question. I'm better now but my people have yet to put me back on the frontlines."

Hex

 

[Hex]

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Location: Serenno prison
Objective: welcome a visitor
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Spoiler: Equipment

• Arm mounted auto-injector

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

Hex was a pleased to see her friend, and to see her seeming happy and well. She had thought about her a lot, particularly after her last visit. And she had worried some Jedi might manage to get the better of her. Hilal was the only friend she had seen in nearly a year, her other friends being too high profile on denon to risk visiting and getting caught themselves.

"Yeah, it's a bit different here isn't it. I've still got my meds." she showed Hilal the small implanted auto injector. "But they let me chat to them about the dose instead of just whacking it up until I dope out." she smiled and sidled closer to her friend, putting her hand on her thigh and pushing her blue hair in front of her face as if they were being ever so sneaky in their conversation.

"I keep hearing rumours that I'm some kind of important here, but noone will tell me why." she giggled a little and pulled a small pack out of her waist band to give to Hilal.

"What you got there EK239" a guard asked to the blue haired teen, he had been watching them but the discretion afforded was something very different to the facility on denon. "Commisary boss, just sweets" she held out her hand to the man who challenged her and it held two strawberry vines. After a nod from the guard she offered one to Hilal and placed the other in her own mouth. She let a small grin out at her pretty friend as she chewed.

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

It was a mystery as to why Hex was transported to this particular prison. Usually, the Galactic Alliance would keep their prisoners rarely transferring them from their territory. But it was odd that Hex would not only be moved from Alliance but would land on a neutral planet in the Tion Cluster. Especially one who has attempted to kill a high value target and is considered a terrorist by the wider public. "I'll find that out for you Hex," Hilal muttered. "It is wierd but count your blessings. You're in a looser environment and guards are allowing you to walk around the gardens."

They flowers were pretty that was for sure. Hilal felt tempted to pluck one of the flowers for herself to take home. But she figured that wasn't allowed. "Dorid guard huh?" Hilal raised an eyebrow when the Droid asked what Hex had. "You know I realized it's pretty rare to have a Droid guard in prisons. It's strange since Droids are more efficient in detecting threats. Maybe the Wardens wanted a more biological face."

Hilal also heard that many guards especially in the Galactic Alliance were prone to bouts of cruelty. The bastards, if Hilal heard that Hex was abused, she would've gone on a rampage killing every single she saw. "So I need to talk to you about something," Hilal whispered as the Droid left. "Are you happy here?"

Hex

 

[Hex]

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Location: Serenno prison
Objective: welcome a visitor
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Spoiler: Equipment

• Arm mounted auto-injector

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

The droid guard wandered off and Hilal spoke more frankly. "Happy?" she asked, raising her eyebrow to Hilal. "Of course I'm not fucking happy, what kind of question is that?.

Hungry, yeah
Bored... yeah
Horny..."

"...all the time..."
"Shhhh!"

...but happy, I'm gonna say no."

She laughed at Hilal and shook her head, as clueless as always, but it was kind of adorable and one of the charming things about the girl who seemed to want nothing but happiness for her. "I love you Lal, but you ask some silly questions" she smiled sweetly at her friend and gave her a look that said... I'm gonna shut up now, please continue. Hex placed another strawberry lace in her mouth and chewed on it absent minded while they talked.

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

Hilal gave a nervous laugh before quickly glancing at the guard, it was a silly question yes but Hilal needed to calm her nerves and what better way to do it than to maintain a conversation. "Even if the conversation is just me babbling bullchit," Hilal thought miserably.

"Hex....." Hilal whispered. "Listen to me very carefully, I'm going to break you out tonight. I know this is sudden but everyday that I'm out there, I can't help but think of you and why you're cooped up here."

The young woman shook her. "Hell, I just can't stand the fact that you're in prison. Oh Hex I may ask silly questions but for crying out loud, I'm cautious to do things that is way above my paygrade. Your actions have caused the Alliance to paint you as a terrorist. Do you realize how hard that is to scrub that off from the system?"

There she goes again babbling, Hilal shook her head. "But I managed to delete your criminal record." Hilal said. "I actually found someone who was bold to do it, but they somehow accessed your file and deleted it. It'll be a while before they reupload your file but you'll be long gone by then. I got your clothes, and I built you a weapon. You'll be escorted by a Smuggler tonight."

Hex

 

[Hex]

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Location: Serenno prison
Objective: welcome a visitor
Tag: Hilal Vizsla

Spoiler: Equipment

• Arm mounted auto-injector

Spoiler: Hex dialogue colors

Poor Hex hears voices in her head

Hex speech to others
Hex speech to herself

Hexes inner voices
'...Neutral...'
'...Doubt...'
'...Anger...'
Coloured '.....' are also words that Hex can hear , but I decided not to write them to reduce clutter

"Oh, i'm sorry, i appear to have something crazy in my ear!" Hex laughed, pretending to clear her ear out and looking at her friend. She wondered for a moment and looked at Hilal Vizsla "My stars, your serious aren't you? You would as well wouldn't you?" she leaned back and looked up at the sky missing her freedom.

She muttered to herself a little. "Chit...... chit.... I would like that. You know we could die right, or they might just throw you away in here too. I've heard rumours about this place, and they aren't good." A cursory research of the place would find rumours that it's owners had links to the Sith, impossible to prove, but the rumours seem to pop up every so often over time.

She sighed again. "So tonight, we try to escape and maybe all die? Sounds like a party.

Alright... I'm in.

But..

What then? I cant exactly go right back to Denon. Or to Kestri, and well... We've got this dance haven't we, we get close, I screw with your emotions because I'm me, you tell me you love me but not enough to erm... well, that doesn't matter." her looked Hilal in the eyes with a lustful look, the small coils of pink were back, but not as intense as in the past.

"I don't wanna do that any more, I wanna be me, and you need to be you. I love you because you are a dumbass mandalorian who cares too much about her friends, you love me because...?"

'...fill in the blank...'

Hex smirked and raised her eyebrows, waiting for Hilal to answer the voice she couldn't hear.