This is How an Angel Cries (Eli)

[KitKat]

Katarine hated politicians. They lied and conned and politics itself was boring and difficult to follow. Maybe it was her upbringing. Her parents had beat every aspect of running a kingdom into her head and politicians all felt like they were running their own little kingdoms. That being said she was sure to hate this mission on principle so it wasn't a surprise she was in a bad mood. What was surprising is why.

They were on a smaller backwater planet that supplied the Silver Jedi with much needed fuel. Because of this the royal family and the people of the planet could call upon the Jedi for help when needed and it was certainly needed now. There had been an assassination attempt on the princesses life. Now all of the royal family was in protective custody and Katarine got the fun job of protecting the little brat. Well she wasn't exactly little. The girl was nineteen and pretty and dainty and absolutely adored her Jedi protectors. One of them anyway. That was probably the source of Kat's bad mood more than anything.

Princes Elsa had made a big deal of thanking Eli for coming and wasted no time hugging him and telling him she felt "oh so safe already." The king had thanked them both but Elsa had done nothing but order Kat around since they got there, or completely ignore her and fawn over "how big and brave" Eli was. Honestly if the assassins didn't get to it quickly Kat might do the job for them.

She was sitting at a small table outside Elsa's bedroom. Eli was securing the perimeter. This was their first night there and so far security was up to code. The people did a good job here and so far they weren't able to sniff out any political grudges. Whoever had tried the assassination hadn't left any clues behind, which meant they planned very well or got very lucky.

The door to Elsa's bedroom opened and Katarine stood up. Elsa emerged in an elegant sleeping gown that showed way too much cleavage. She had make up on and her hair was done in neat blond spirals.

"Is something wrong Princess Elsa?"

Elsa looked disappointed that Kat was outside her room. "Oh no. I just wanted to check and make sure the Jedi were here."

"We are here. We aren't going anywhere. You should have nothing to worry about."

"Where is that other Jedi? Jedi Corsair? I'd feel a lot better if he could come say goodnight to me."

Kat gritted her teeth and tried to smile. "Corsair is making sure the rest of the palace is safe for you. You should really get some sleep."

"Could you send him in when he gets back? I expect I won't be able to sleep until I know he's out here protecting me." She smiled and returned to her room.


When Eli finally did arrive back in the royal chamber Kat had a look of murder on her face, which she wasn't doing an adequate job of hiding at all. "Her majesty has requested you visit her bedside."


[member="Ellion Corsair"]

 

[Ellion Corsair]

An assassination attempt, a request for help, an assignment. So the Silver Jedi sent two of their own to assist. Not just because they were asked for the help, but because the system in question supplied a generous portion of their fuel from their refinery to the Order. So two Jedi were sent, a master and a knight. King Utedred was a reasonable man and, for a King, honorable enough. But it wasn't hard to see he had enemies, and some had good reason to hate him and his administration.

Moving through the grounds the man appeared nothing like he did earlier when he had arrived. The brown robes were gone, robes often associated with Jedi. Instead the man swaggered through the hall, denim pants with a long sleeve, white tunic. A black vest hung over his shirt. His sleeves were rolled up and his arms crossed across his chest as he stopped at the for of the stairs leading to the princess' suite.

Of course his clothes wasn't the only thing that set him apart from the traditional image of a Jedi. Strapped on either thigh in a gunslinger rig were two DC-17 modified pistols. In shoulder holsters tested an Enforcer pistol under his left arm pit and a vibroblade under his right. At the small of his back in a small sheath rested a silver cylinder. No, Ellion Corsair was not a traditional Jedi by any means.

Chuckling lightly he ascended the stairs with a shake if this head that sent his blaxk hair swaying. At the top he nodded to several guards and made his way to the personal quarters of the princess. Opening the elaborate and bejeweled door handle he entered and scanned the room as the door shut behind him. His eyes lit upon the 'master' assigned to the mission and he paused, a lopsided grin creasing his lips as he let out a low, appreciative whistle.

[member="Katarine Ryiah"] was beautiful. Inside and out. And she had captured his heart. Even with the rageful face upon her countenance he couldn't help but shake his head at her beauty. Crossing the room his left arm slide behind the small of her back and pulled her to him even as his ears registered her words.

"There's only one princess for me darlin."

Leaning in he gazed into her striking emerald eyes and kissed her soft lips. They had been through hell and back, through battle, even through alternate timelines and the future, but still they always found one another.

 

[KitKat]

Katarine felt her whole body relax in his arms and suddenly she felt foolish. He meant more to her than anybody ever had, almost like a soulmate that turned up after you had already stopped believe in the existence of such things.

She pulled away from him slightly and smiled, her cheeks still pink from anger and now embarrassment. “Did you learn anything while wandering around?”

The sentence hadn’t so much as left her mouth when there was a disturbance from the other room. She knew he had felt it too. Something was going on in the bed chamber.

((Feel free to make this up as we go!))

[member="Ellion Corsair"]