This is Nowhere

[Nyte Ignis]

The frozen planet came up slowly as the droid piloted the ship out of hyperspace. Nyte stood behind the chair, looking at the white planet, her black eyes were never meant to reach such a pure place she knew but Synth Crystals were not her thing. She wanted something rare to Sith blades, the clear Kyber crystal that changed colour based on the one using it.

She inhaled sharply and turned, pulling the robes up around her bare shoulders as she walked back to the bedroom, letting the robes fall off once more as she slid back into bed beside the warmth of her Mate [member="Xavka Duquo"] and the comfort that it brought to her.

She knew that she didn't really need him here, the Crystal Caves of Ilum were poorly protected but she wanted him here. Her black eyes opened as the droid spoke, "Mistress, we have landed, they are wanting us to produce identification." She sighed and brushed her hand along Xavka's shoulder, "We have arrived Xav" she whispered softly then turned her attention to the comm unit, "Set us down and I will take care of port security."

She began to dress, pulling on her pants and boots before the clanking and shuddering of the craft began, pushing her back into bed suddenly as she reached for her tunic and robes. She sighed softly and shivered, the cold would not be fun though...

Nyte produced the datapad, smiling softly at the security guard at the port and nodding her head slightly as he gave her the usual precautions of the planet. She headed back in once that was taken care of and then sighed deeply, shutting her eyes for a moment as she drifted into her thoughts once more. She had most of the items for her lightsaber, only needing crystals and electrum to complete it now.

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka groaned as Nyte slipped from his hold, sliding out of bed. Peeking his only working eye open, he watched as she slid her robes back on from where she had dropped them along with her boots. It was only when she was fully dressed that Xavka copied her, slipping out of the bed themselves with a sigh of mourning at leaving behind the warm sheets that smelt of his Mate and the comfort they provided.

Standing, exposing his bare, scar covered, tattooed and tanned torso, along with the fact that he only had one arm, Xavka bent down to grab his own black robes from where they rested after he had thrown them to the floor. Laying them on the bed, he pulled on the leather harness that hung nearby first instead, it being easily fastened he soon was affixing his array of weapons to it before pulling the tattered looking black cloak over his shoulders, letting the ends settle against the floor. That done, he slowly drifting from the room, his footsteps made silent from years of practice as his bare feet carried him towards where he smelt and sensed his Mate was.

Descending down the ramp, his claws making barely audible clicks as they met metal, he silently approached the still form of Nyte from behind. Drawing up behind her, his body a scant few inches from touching hers, he leant down and whispered into her pointed ears, his breathe rushing across them as he kept his rough voice and deep voice at a low tone.

"Are we ready, I'Tai? Remember, you're leading today's show, you order, I do." His voice suddenly dropped even lower, becoming husky. "This once."

Straightening, he glided around his Mate, coming to a stop before her and raising his brow where his left eyebrow would be if he had any hair bare the bit on his head, a trait all Zabrak had. His arm was held behind his back as he tilted his head. "Well, I'Doz, shall we?"


[member="Nyte Ignis"]